Semua Bab Desired by the Billionaire Playboy : Bab 91 - Bab 100

Emily's POV When I opened my eyes the next morning, the sunlight streaming through the curtains was so bright it forced me to shut them again. My head throbbed and I groaned softly, lifting a hand to my temple as a dull ache pulsed in my heaf. It felt like someone was knocking from the inside of my skull. I lay there for a moment, breathing slowly, hoping the pain would ease, but it didn’t. “What the hell…” I muttered hoarsely.My body felt heavy, my mind foggy, like I’d been pulled out of deep water too quickly. I stretched slightly, then froze when I noticed how exposed I felt. Slowly, I looked down. I was only in my bra and panties.My heart skipped. “What?” I whispered, sinking back into the mattress.For a second, panic flooded me, but then images began to surface, one after another, like broken pieces of a dream forcing their way back into place. The party. The lights. That fruity drink. Mr. Harry’s hand holding my wrist. Tyler’s arms around me. Tyler carrying me. My face pres

Emily's POV “Gosh, Emily, I’m so nervous.”I smiled softly at Wendy. Today was her wedding day, and I, of course, was her chief bridesmaid. I had spent the night at her place, helping her get ready, making sure her hair and makeup were perfect, and coordinating the other bridesmaids. We had arrived at the venue early, and now all that was left was to wait to be called upon. “You’re glowing so much,” I said, standing behind her and brushing a stray curl from her face. “Don’t be nervous. Bryan is going to be blown away when he sees you.”Wendy’s cheeks flushed lightly. “Thank you, Emily… I don’t know what I’d do without you,” she whispered.I smiled again. “You’ll be amazing,” I said softly. “Just breathe, okay?”She nodded, taking a deep breath, and I reached out to adjust her veil one last time. I glanced at the other bridesmaids who were all ready too, quietly chatting and straightening their dresses. The soft hum of music floated in from outside, and the atmosphere started to buzz

Emily's POV “Tyler, what decision have you made?” I asked softly, my hand brushing against his.He paused, staring at Vivian and her mother. For a long moment, I could see the battle in his eyes, the anger and hurt on his face. I stayed quiet, trusting his judgment.“Fine,” Tyler finally said. “I’ll get you off the house arrest and the punishment, but I’ll still observe you to make sure you’ve actually changed. I will not forgive just yet, I can’t forgive what you did to me, to Emily, and to my family so soon. But I’ll try to put it behind me for the sake of your unborn child.”Vivian’s tears rolled down her cheeks. “Thank you so much!” she cried, voice breaking. Her mother sobbed as well, and the two of them clung to each other, hugging tightly as though they’d been holding in all the grief for years.I watched quietly, my chest tightening. Part of me wanted to be angry at Vivian all over again, but I couldn’t deny the relief in the room. I reached out, resting my hand on Tyler’s. H

Skylar's POV I led Ethan through the party, my hands slightly trembling despite my best effort to act composed. I couldn’t help the little flutters in my stomach every time Ethan’s eyes lingered on me or he smiled at something I said.“So… what do you think?” I asked, gesturing toward the decorations.Ethan looked genuinely impressed. “Wow… Skylar, this is amazing. You really put a lot of thought into this.”I blushed lightly, twisting my fingers together. “Well, Tyler and Emily helped a lot…I wanted it to feel… nice, you know?”He nodded, his gaze softening as he looked at me. “It definitely does. You’ve got great taste.”I swallowed hard, my heart racing. I could feel my heart filled with everything I’d been holding back for years. I wanted to tell him, to finally say the words I had kept buried, but my throat felt tight.As we reached the last part of the room, near the cake and the gifts, Ethan leaned slightly closer, lowering his voice. “Skylar… I’m really glad I’m here for your

Ethan's POV I watched Skylar clutch the pink box in her hands, her eyes wide, cheeks flushed. This was the moment I’d been waiting for, for years, actually. I had poured my heart into that little box which contained a love letter, a box of her favorite chocolates, and a necklace I had picked out with her in mind. Every word I wrote in that letter carried everything I’d felt for her since she was sixteen and I was twenty-one.Back then, when she first confessed to me, I hadn’t known how to respond. She was so young and innocent, and I didn’t want to take advantage of her or cross a line. I cared too much to ever hurt her. So I held back, gave it time, thinking maybe my feelings would fade. But they never did. And now she had just confessed to me, and I couldn’t stop the smile spreading across my face. Skylar had been through so much in her life, she'd endured so many hardships that no one should ever face. And I was going to be there for her. I was going to love her, care for her, a