All Chapters of Desired by the Billionaire Playboy : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Emily's POV$50,000 for a start? Did I hear that right? My jaw just hung open.The host’s voice rang again. “So, who is going to be our first bidder? Starting from $50,000.”I looked around. Were people actually going to bid at that price? That was… insane. My stomach fluttered. I could barely even imagine spending that much on a single piece of jewelry.Then I felt Tyler’s hand brush against mine across the table. He gave me a small, reassuring squeeze. I looked at him. He just smiled I turned back to the room. A few paddles raised high, and whispers of numbers floated around me. $55,000… $60,000…My head was spinning. I could feel Vivian’s eyes on me from across the room. She looked like she was ready to pounce.And then someone from a table in front of me, raised a paddle. “$65,000.”The way the host talked about the jewelry sounded so impossibly expensive. My necklaces were simple, probably worth no more than ten dollars each.I couldn’t help but imagine whoever ended up with this

Emily's POV I felt terrible about what happened earlier. Vivian spilling that drink all over me wasn’t just embarrassing, it made me feel awful. The dress was new, something Tyler had gotten specifically for the event, and now it had this horrible stain right in the middle.I couldn’t stop thinking about it, even after we got home. The image of everyone staring, the sticky feeling of the drink soaking through the dress wouldn’t leave my mind.So I grabbed a bucket, some soap, and started trying to wash it off myself. I didn’t even think about using the washing machine. I just wanted to get rid of the stain with my own hands, like I could erase the whole memory of tonight along with it.I crouched near the tub, scrubbing slowly. The water turned a little murky, and I could see the stain fading. A part of me felt relieved, it was coming off.Then I felt someone’s eyes on me. I turned, and there was Tyler, standing by the door, looking at me like I’d just done something strange.“Tyler?

Emily's POV “Who’s…who's in that room?” I asked carefully, keeping my voice low.Tyler’s gaze moved toward me, then away. “Emily, it’s nothing.”“Tyler, please.”“Emily, we should go inside.” He started to move, but I reached out and grabbed his wrist.“Tyler, please, you have to tell me.”He paused. For a moment, I thought he was going to say something about it but instead, he let out a soft laugh and smiled. It was the kind of smile that didn’t reach his eyes. The kind that tried to cover something up.Then he placed both hands gently on my shoulders. “Emily, I’ve already told you. It’s just a storage room.”“Tyler, you’re lying to me,” I said, stepping back slightly. “If it was a storage room, how come someone coughed and even sneezed in there? How come your mother wouldn’t even let me go near it? And how come you’re acting this way? You got tense the moment I mentioned the room.”“Emily.” His tone sharpened, like he was running out of patience. “Don’t you think you’re probing too

Emily's POVI froze the moment I saw him standing outside the door. Tyler’s eyes met mine. For a second, neither of us said anything. “She’s asleep,” I said quietly, my voice tired. I didn’t wait for him to respond. I turned and began to walk past him.“Emily,” he called out.I stopped for a brief moment, but I didn’t turn around. My throat felt too tight, and my chest hurt too much. So I just kept walking.I didn’t want to talk to him, at least not now. Not after everything that had just happened. I just wanted to sit down somewhere and breathe, make sense of all the things swirling in my head.When I reached our bedroom, I threw myself on the bed and ran a hand through my hair, staring blankly at the ceiling.Apparently, that room wasn’t a storage room just like I’d suspected. The girl in there was clearly traumatized or… something close to it. From what I’d seen, they weren’t mistreating her. They were actually trying to help. But why keep her locked away like that? What was the f

Emily's POV“Oh my gosh, Emily, no way. It’s a freaking black card!” Wendy practically squealed, leaning over the table to grab a closer look.I laughed nervously, holding it between my fingers. “He said I could use it to buy anything.”Wendy’s eyes bulged. “Anything? Like… literally anything?”I shrugged, feeling my cheeks heat up a little. “I guess… but I don’t even know...”She leaned closer. “Do you even know what this is? This is the kind of card only billionaires have. People fight to get one of these. Tyler just… gave it to you?”Earlier today, I had told Tyler I was just going out to see Wendy for a quick coffee. I hadn’t expected anything out of the ordinary, but the next thing I knew, he had handed me this black card. “Use it for whatever you need,” he said. “And… be safe, Emily.” “But wait,” Wendy said, looking at me seriously this time. “I hope he doesn’t treat you badly.”I paused. “Why… do you ask that?”“I don’t know.” She leaned back, folding her arms. “You two have b