All Chapters of Falling For My Ex’s Dying Billionaire Dad: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

••~~CORIAN~~•• My whole body froze. Every muscle locking up. "Maddison..." I don't kiss. Never have. Never wanted to. Kissing is intimate. Personal. Real. It means something. And I don't do things that mean something. Sex is just sex. Bodies moving together. Release. Nothing more. But kissing? That's different. That's opening yourself up. Letting someone in. And I can't do that. Won't do that. "Those are the rules," she said. "You do what I say. And I want to kiss you, Corian Van Halen. I'm dying to. And I think you want to kiss me too." Did I? God, yes. I wanted to taste her. Really taste her. Not just her body. Her mouth. Her breath. Her soul. I’ve wanted to for some time now if I am being honest. I’ve wanted to know what it would feel like... with her. But I knew. I just knew that once I kissed her, really kissed her, there'd be no going back. I'd be completely lost in the maze of Maddison Summers. My lips parted. Moving closer to hers. But not touching.

••~~MADDISON~~••Chad followed my gaze. Saw where I was looking. Saw the way I was looking at Corian.When he turned back to me. His eyes narrowed."Don't tell me he's making a move on you."My face went hot. "What?""My father. I saw the way you looked at him just now. Tell me he's not pursuing you.""Chad, that's not…""Jesus Christ. He is, isn't he?" He ran a hand through his hair. Looked angry. Disgusted. "Of course he is. A young, beautiful artist. You're exactly his type.""You don't know what you're talking about.""Don't I? I know him better than anyone. I know how he operates. How he sees women. Especially women like you.""Women like me?""Talented. Vulnerable. In need of a powerful man's support." His voice was bitter. "Let me guess. He wants to make your dreams come true? He wants to fund your art career? Make you feel like you're special? Like you matter?"I felt my hands turn into fists. My nails digging into my palms.Yes, Corian cared about my art

••~~CORIAN~~•• The car ride back to the penthouse was quiet. Too quiet. I could feel Corian looking at me. But I kept my eyes on the window. Watching the city lights blur past. My heart was still racing. My hands were still shaking. Everyone knows now. Everyone saw. Everyone was staring at me. Whispering about me. The car stopped. The driver got out to open my door. But I didn't wait. I pushed the door open myself. Got out. Slammed it hard behind me. "Maddison," Corian called. I didn't stop. Didn't look back. I walked fast toward the building. "Maddison, wait." No. I was angry. So angry I could barely breathe. I got to the elevator. Pressed the button. The doors opened. I stepped inside. Corian was behind me. Walking fast. "Maddison, stop." I pressed the button for the penthouse. Pressed it again. And again. He reached the elevator just as the doors started to close. I watched his eyes. Watched him reach out. But I didn't stop it. The doors closed. Right in h

••~~MADDISON~~••I woke up slowly.The room was still a little dim. The curtains were still closed.I could hear breathing beside me.I turned my head.Corian.He was sleeping.His face was different when he slept. Softer. Younger.His jaw was still sharp. His beard still dark. But his eyes were closed. His mouth relaxed.I loved seeing him like this.Peaceful.I watched him. Just watched him.My heart did this strange thing in my chest. Like it was getting bigger… fuller.And my mind went back to last night.How he'd invited me to that gala. How he'd unveiled a potrait of me.How everyone stared.How he didn't care.How he'd kissed me in front of all those people. In front of Chad. In front of everyone.Corian Van Halen. The man who hated prints. Who hated being prints.He imprinted on me last night.He'd claimed me.My body heated just thinking about it.How he'd found that spot.That spot I never knew existed.That spot that made me scream. Made me break. Mad

••~~MADDISON~~••"Don't think I'm forgiving you for ditching me last night because of a candy bar."Sydney took another bite of the chocolate bar I'd bought her. Her third one this morning."I've apologized like a million times. And Corian sorted you out, didn't he?"We were walking through the city. The sun was warm on my skin. The streets were busy with people rushing to work. Car horns blared. Someone shouted something about coffee two blocks down."Well, after getting back from a stressful journey of meeting my mom's fourth husband. I come home to a mess at my apartment. when I couldn't reach you, I may have reached him first at some point."I stopped walking. "You called Corian?""Yes. Your ass was MIA. And thanks to him, I didn't sleep in a pool of sewer water." She licked chocolate off her fingers. "That guest house he put me in? I'm pretty sure the towels cost more than my rent."Guilt twisted in my stomach. "I'm so sorry, Syd. Mark has to return your rent m