All Chapters of My contract marriage to the moviestar billionaire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

*Nina*The hum of the jet engines fills the cabin, a constant reminder that we are on our way back to Los Angeles. I stare out the window, watching the clouds drift by, but my mind is miles away, tangled in memories and emotions that I can't seem to escape. The weekend has been an emotional one on so many levels and I am still struggling to find my footing.I am happy that I decided not to go i to New York and meet with Nate, Elijah coming with me was the final straw, but I had kinda already decided before he joined me. I have a feeling Nate would not be able to keep it professional.Elijah sits across from me, his eyes filled with concern and something else… determination. He's been quiet since we boarded, giving me space, and looking like he is trying to figure something out. I can feel the weight of the conversation we had in the kitchen hanging between us."Nina," he finally says, his voice steady but gentle. "Can we talk?"I nod, though part of me wants to say no and retreat into

*Elijah*The morning light filters through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. I watch as Nina sleeps peacefully beside me, her breath steady and calm. There's a warmth in my chest, a feeling of contentment that I've only recently begun to understand. But beneath it, a storm brews, a reminder of the meeting I can't avoid.Silas's message was clear, his tone demanding as always. Our meeting is set for today, and I know this is a conversation I can no longer postpone. He's been a figure of power and influence in my life for years, guiding me, shaping me, but there's a darkness to his methods that I've grown weary of. I will no longer let him use me.As I carefully slide out of bed, trying not to disturb Nina, a resolve strengthens within me. She deserves a partner who is honest and free from the chains of manipulation that Silas represents. I want to build a future with her, one that isn't tainted by secrets and deceit.In the quiet of the morning, I prepare myself for

*Silas*I once agains sit alone in my office, the shadows seem to swirl around me like the thoughts in my mind. My fingers drum against the desk, the sound echoing in the silent room. Elijah's defiance has stirred something dark within me, a rage I thought I'd mastered."Ungrateful," I mutter to myself, my voice barely above a whisper, "After everything I've done for him."The manuscript, my masterpiece, lies before me, a testament to my vision, my legacy. Elijah was to be the vessel through which the world would see my truth, my story. And now, he's slipping through my fingers, lured away by a life of mediocrity with Nina."Doesn't he realize?" I ask the empty room, my voice rising slightly. "Everything he has, everything he is, is because of me."I lean back in my chair, my mind racing with plans. Nina. She's the key. If I can sow doubt in her mind, make her question Elijah, then perhaps..."Yes," I say, a smile creeping across my face. "That's it. Elijah's secrets, his past, his...

*Elijah*The words hang in the air, thick and suffocating. Silas’s laughter, cruel and devoid of humor, echoes in my ears. Nina’s voice, though steady, trembles with barely contained hurt. My hand, still clasped in hers, feels clammy. I can feel the heat of her anger, the chill of Silas’ betrayal towards me. It’s a visceral thing, this feeling, a physical manifestation of the pain twisting through me.His words… not really accusations, but sad truths… land like a punch to the gut. I want to disappear, to melt into the floor and escape the shame burning my cheeks. But Nina’s gaze, searching, questioning, holds me rooted in place. I can’t lie to her. Not now. Not ever.My throat tightens. Tears sting my eyes, blurring the edges of the room. I see Nina’s face, her heartbreak mirroring my own. The words, “Silas threatened me,” escape in a ragged whisper, and I’m surprised by the tremor in my voice. The truth spills out, a torrent of confession and desperate plea. I tell her about the thre

*Elijah*Oh God, having her back in my arms is almost too much. I need to touch her, to taste her, and I am pretty sure I am not letting her go for the next couple of hours at least.I give Jonas a glance and a wink, he nods and gets up, removing himself quite fast, with a knowing smile, he won’t be bothering us before we call for him, knowing we need some time alone.Lifting her up into my arms in a swift move she squeals, holding onto me, as I carry her to her bedroom, gently putting her down on the bed. My hands run up her body. "You are so damn beautiful.""And you are so amazing; I don't think words can ever describe it," she says softly, making me smile. “I am happy everything is… okay.”I don't care what others think, as long as she feels that way about me. She is everything that matters.I slowly pull off her clothes. She is still beautiful and sexy as hell, but I notice she has lost a bit of weight, I hope she will put back the weight back she has lost; I prefer her to look a