All Chapters of The Billionaire's Distraction : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

When Adrian stared into Lucia's hazel eyes—eyes filled with both innocence and defiance—and felt a ripple of emotions surge through him. He had never felt like this before. Thump. Thump. The sound of his heartbeat pounded in his ears, so loud he feared she could hear it too. He didn’t even know when it had started,when he had begun to fall this deeply for her. Somewhere along the way, his guarded control had slipped, and now it felt like something had taken hold of him, something stronger than logic or reason. He wanted her. To see her. To touch her. To feel her presence always. Keenly aware of the storm in his chest and the heat raging in his pants, he abruptly let go of Lucia. With a sharp intake of breath, he turned and walked out of the kitchen after teasing her like he was all calm, heading straight for a cold shower.

Ethan laughed as he spun the tiny girl around again, her squeals of delight echoing through the high-ceilinged living room. Her braids fanned out, ribbons fluttering as if they too shared in her joy. “There’s my princess,” he murmured again, pressing a kiss to her forehead before setting her gently down. She looked up at him with wide, adoring brown eyes , the same shade as his own. “Papa, you didn’t come to my dance class yesterday!” she pouted, puffing her cheeks like a tiny, angry chick. Ethan crouched down, guilt instantly softening his usual playful grin. “Oh, sunshine… I’m sorry. Papa had to take care of something really important. But tell you what—how about I make it up to you with ice cream and a new tutu?” Her eyes lit up immediately, lips twitching into a smile even as she tried to hold her pout. “Two tutus!” she demanded, her little finger raised in negotiation. Ethan

The air between Adrian and his mother was heavy—so thick it could’ve been sliced with a knife. They stood opposite each other, equally stubborn, equally unyielding. Neither blinked. Neither spoke. Alex, who stood awkwardly to the side, could practically feel his shirt sticking to his back from sweat. He’d rather face a boardroom full of furious investors than be caught in this crossfire. Mrs. Sinclair, however, didn’t seem bothered in the slightest. Her lips curled into a small, knowing smile. She’d been through this dance with her son before and she never lost. Finally, she let out a light laugh, smooth and composed. “Oh, Adrian. You still have that temper of yours.” Adrian’s jaw flexed. “I’m not angry,” he said flatly. “Of course not,” she replied, amused. “You’re just… glaring daggers at your mother.” He didn’t respond.

Lucia could feel that Emily had questions she was bursting to ask. She shifted slightly, giving her a little space. “Do you have something to ask? Just ask on—I don’t bite,” Lucia said with a gentle smile. Emily hesitated, biting her lip, unsure if she should speak. Finally, she blurted out, her voice soft and tentative: “I… I don’t know how to say this, but… how do you tolerate my brother?” “What?” Lucia blinked, certain she had misheard. Emily cleared her throat, cheeks coloring slightly as she leaned closer, afraid Adrian might hear from upstairs. “I mean… how do you live with him?” She swallowed hard. “My brother… he’s basically a monster. Moody all the time. But from what Mom said, you’ve been here for days. No sane person would stay around him willingly… unless…” She tilted her head thoughtfully, gauging Lucia’s reaction.

Adrian’s POV“Hey… I’m here.”I looked up.And for a moment, the world stopped working properly.Lucia stood at the top of the staircase, framed by soft golden light, and the sight of her hit me square in the chest. She wore a white dress that clung to her beautiful body like it had been made with her in mind ,elegant and dangerous all at once. Her hair fell in loose curls, framing her face so perfectly it felt unfair.For a second, I genuinely forgot how to breathe.This was my wife.Mine.“Hey?” Lucia chuckled, her voice pulling me back to reality.I blinked.I hadn’t even realized she’d already walked down the stairs until she was standing right in front of me, amusement dancing in her eyes.“Cat’s got your tongue?” she teased, lips curving into that smirk.That smirk.The most disarming thing I had ever seen.“I—” I cleared my throat, my voice betraying m