Semua Bab Marrying The Billionaire Who Healed Me: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Adrian’s POVI stood at the tall mirror in the hotel room, adjusting the final fold of my cuff. I was completely dressed in a brand-new tuxedo and polished Italian leather shoes. Everything I wore had been selected specially for tonight.Normally, I wasn’t the kind of man who lingered in front of mirrors or obsessed over my reflection after dressing up. But tonight was different. I found myself standing still, eyes locked on my own image, scanning every detail twice.I had to look perfect. In fact, if there were a word more intense than “perfect,” I needed to become it. This wasn’t just another evening out—it was a night with Eunice Morgan. That name alone carried weight, but beyond her powerful title, she was the woman who had somehow managed to steal my heart when I wasn’t even paying attention.So, if I failed to present myself well tonight, wouldn’t that mean I had already failed at the very first thing I had control over?We had agreed to meet at 7 p.m., and by 6:30 p.m., I was a

Gabriel’s POVMy eyes rolled upward on their own in the sweet, uncontrollable moment of pleasure.Perhaps you didn’t quite catch what I meant. After this particular lady stroked my manhood in the jacuzzi, she dipped her head under the water and began to suck me.There was something about the way she did it that I couldn’t fully explain.And I’ll be real with you, it wasn’t the first time a lady had done something like that to me.Back when I still lived with my dad, there was this one night my friends and I decided to sneak into a club. We were underage, reckless, and full of wild fantasies.Our greatest dream back then was to catch a glimpse of a stripper, dancing around the iron pole, topless, free. Maybe even get close enough to touch her bare boobs. That would’ve been the highlight of our teenage lives.We stayed hidden in the shadows, trying to avoid the bouncers who could throw us out in seconds. But we weren’t ready to give up just yet.When the club eventually closed and the c

Gabriel’s POVWe stepped into the boardroom, and immediately I felt the weight of every gaze turn to me. The room was filled with tension, admiration, and something close to reverence. I saw how each person looked at me, with so much respect it almost startled me.They bowed so deeply, their heads nearly kissed the floor.“Welcome, sir!” several voices echoed.They were seated at the long polished table, each of them dressed in perfectly tailored, shining suits. Their wristwatches, sleek and expensive, glittered under the lights, clear indicators of fat salaries and well-fed bank accounts.The very instant I stepped fully into the room, after glancing at the faces before me, my attention was drawn to a particular empty chair at the far end of the table. It wasn’t just vacant. It stood out.It was the most decorated chair in the room.Intrigued, I squinted at the gold-lettered inscription carefully etched into the headrest of the chair. The words shimmered under the lights as I read th

Gabriel’s POV Sir,” she sounded, her voice fidgeting like she didn’t dare to say what she wanted to say. “Shhhh!” I took my finger to her mouth and stopped her from saying anything further with her shaky voice. I already knew what she wanted to say. What could she say other than the fact that we were in the office and it was not polite? That Junior, my assistant, would want to come in at any time.But could that really happen? When my privacy was prioritised? “I tell you what,” I said. “I don’t care that you have a husband or that you have a kid. Henceforth, you will always serve me. And you know what I am talking about.” She didn’t say anything, but the look in her eyes said she was trying to put together my words, like she didn’t understand them at first. So, I decided to state it more explicitly in a way that she'd understand quite perfectly. “Now, if you want to keep your f*king job, if you do not want your husband to know what you always do at night, then you will do wh

Eunice’s POV“Do you love the dress?” Julie asked with a hopeful smile.We were both in my dressing room, preparing for a date that somehow felt like a second chance at something I once gave up on. As usual, Julie had taken the lead in helping me get ready, just like she always did when something big was about to happen.“Of course. I totally love everything,” I said, smiling as I admired my reflection in the mirror.I wore a white gown that stopped at my knee. It was off-shoulder, straight-cut, and tight enough to hug my body in a way that accentuated every curve. The design was simple but elegant—a reminder that sometimes, grace lives in subtlety. I looked beautiful. Like someone who was finally ready to show up for her own life again.Earlier today, I told myself I was done being the Eunice I had become after Tyler’s betrayal. Maybe this wasn’t a full transformation, maybe I wasn’t completely healed, but something inside me had shifted. A new beginning was starting to take root—ev