บททั้งหมดของ Married To A Billionaire Tycoon After Divorce : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Oliver I stepped into the lobby and John was already there, waiting with that tablet in his hand and the usual calm on his face. He bowed as I reached him and, perfectly businesslike, told me the board was ready.I was ten minutes late. I didn’t care. They could wait. I had other things to handle first, important things that involved people who thought they could touch my wife.The boardroom was the usual theatre of power. I walked in, sat, and did what I always did: cut through the noise, point out the weak spots, set the next move. The meeting lasted about an hour. It was efficient, as it should be.Back in my office my desk looked like the way a volcano looks an hour before it erupts—papers, calls, strategies. But before I let the work swallow me, I picked up my phone. My thumb hovered, then I typed."Hey wife,I can't stop thinking about your shy smile this morning. You looked perfect and adorable. I’ll be back soon. Miss you."I hit send and smiled like an idiot. A few minutes

AliyahMy heart was racing so fast I thought it would jump out of my chest. Did I hear him correctly? Make our marriage public?"But... but we're on a contract marriage," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.Oliver reached across the table and took my hand in his. His touch was warm, gentle, and it sent shivers racing down my spine like electricity. He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed it softly, his eyes never leaving mine."I know what our arrangement was supposed to be," he said quietly, his voice deep and sincere. "But Aliyah... I think I want more."I blinked, confused. "More? I... I don't understand."He smiled, a tender smile that made my heart squeeze painfully in my chest. "I know this sounds crazy. Trust me, I know. But the truth is..." He paused, his thumb gently stroking the back of my hand. "I've fallen in love with you, Aliyah."The world stopped.Time froze. The sounds around me faded into nothing. All I could hear was the pounding of my own heart and the e

AliyahI could barely breathe as I stood there, my hand still in Oliver's, while Sophia stared at us with her mouth hanging open."I... I need to go," I finally managed to say, turning to my best friend with an apologetic smile.Sophia blinked several times, as if trying to wake herself from a dream. "You... he... Oliver White is your husband?"I nodded shyly, my cheeks burning.She continued staring, her eyes moving between Oliver and me, searching for answers to questions she hadn't even asked yet. Finally, she shook her head in disbelief."We need to talk," she said firmly, pointing a finger at me. "You better call me, Aliyah. We have so much to discuss."I laughed nervously. "I will. I promise.""Tomorrow," she demanded, still looking stunned. "Call me tomorrow.""I will," I repeated, squeezing her hand one last time.She pulled me into a quick hug and whispered in my ear, "Girl, you better tell me everything. Everything."I pulled back, smiling. "I will."Oliver's hand tightened

AliyahI woke up slowly, my eyes still heavy with sleep. The first thing I noticed was the absence of pain.Strange.I shifted slightly, testing my body. Normally, the cramps would last for at least two days, sometimes three, leaving me curled up and miserable. But today... nothing. Just a dull ache, barely noticeable.I turned my head and saw Oliver beside me, still asleep. His face was peaceful, relaxed in a way I rarely saw during the day. But what made my heart melt was his hand, still resting protectively on my waist, exactly where he'd placed it last night.A soft smile spread across my face.Even in his sleep, he was taking care of me.I reached out carefully and brushed a strand of dark hair that had fallen across his forehead. His hair was so soft, silky between my fingers.Suddenly, his arm tightened around my waist, and he pulled me closer without even opening his eyes. I let out a small gasp of surprise, then giggled softly as my face pressed against his chest."Oliver?" I

Aliyah He pushed his pants down, revealing black swim shorts underneath, and I exhaled a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding.Thank God he was already wearing them.He caught me staring and smirked. "Like what you see, wife?"My face burned, and I quickly looked away. "I... I wasn't..."His deep laugh filled the room, warm and teasing. "It's okay to look, Aliyah. I'm yours, remember?"Those words sent a shiver down my spine."I'm yours."He dove into the pool with practiced grace, barely making a splash. I watched as he surfaced, water streaming down his face and shoulders, his dark hair slicked back.He began swimming laps, his powerful strokes cutting through the water effortlessly. I found myself mesmerized by the way his muscles moved, the way the water caressed his skin, the way he looked so completely in his element.My mind began to wander to dangerous places.I imagined what it would feel like to be in that water with him, to have his wet hands on my skin, to feel his bo