All Chapters of Her Return : The Billionaire's Contract Wife: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Don't worry," I said, finally meeting his gaze, letting a small, dangerous smile spread across my face. "I'll stick to a glass of water for the chaser. No granola risks tonight."He let out a short, surprised laugh. It was a real, unguarded sound, and it hit me right in the chest."See you after sunset, Nova," he said, and then he was gone.As the sun took a nosedive, painting the sky with these beautiful shades of orange and hot pink, I changed into a loose, simple linen dress. The goal was to look like I didn't care, but I wanted to feel comfy, you know? My heart was thumping like I'd just finished a marathon.I found Killian on the main ocean-facing terrace. He’d set up this low table with two crystal glasses of the fancy kind, a bowl of lime wedges, and a beautiful, dark bottle of aged tequila. The only light was the moon and the faint, warm glow spilling out from the mansion behind us. It looked like a movie set, and I was about to walk into the drama."This is ridiculous," I sa

Killian “Fuck me harder, Killian.” I lifted her legs over my arms and fucked into her tight pussy hard. “Fuck, your cock feels sooo good,” she said. It wasn’t what she said; it was the way she said it, in a way that was sure to make me lose my mind. She gyrated her hips beneath me and massaged my cock with her pussy walls, making my head swim as my cock grew harder and longer inside her. I’ve never felt anything like her before, so perfect, like I belonged here inside her and nowhere else.I wanted to believe that it was just the novelty of a new pussy, but I knew better. I knew that it was her, and for the rest of my life I’ll always know what she has between her legs. And that no one else would ever feel this good on my cock.“Your pussy’s so tight, I’m not going to last long. Don’t move like that, Nova; hold still.” I buried my face in her neck and rode her pussy hard. Her screams of ‘yes,’ ‘more,’ and ‘harder’ drove me to madness.“I’m cumming,” she screamed. I tried holding he

"Sorry," he murmured, but his voice was more of a sigh than an apology."It's fine," I said, my voice husky. I didn't pull my hand back immediately. The connection felt necessary, a silent confirmation of the night before.He held my gaze for a long moment, then released my hand and gave me the cinnamon. The simple exchange felt like an entire conversation.We finally sat down at the small, sunny breakfast nook, not the massive glass table reserved for the "strategy." We piled our plates high with golden French toast, fresh berries, and strong coffee. It was the most peaceful meal I had ever had with him."You're not going to try to talk about the contract, are you?" I asked, looking down at my plate."No," he said simply. "The contract is background noise now. I realized something last night. If you had died on that floor, the company and the contract wouldn't have mattered. My failure would have been total."He looked at me with open, honest vulnerability. "My life has been structur

I knew he meant the real story, the one I’d always deflected. The one that was linked to my mother's illness and my deepest fear.I took a deep breath. "It wasn't like the granola, Killian. That was just the dumb trigger. The first time I had a serious reaction, I was maybe twelve? It was terrifying. I was going to school and having breakfast. Mom made me a peanut butter sandwich. It… all I remember was biting into it, and it got stuck in my throat. I ran to find Mom, but I didn't make it to our room. I passed out in the living room. I remember I couldn't breathe, and I started scratching my throat. When I woke up, I was in the hospital. That's when we found out." “As I got older, it happened again because a classmate thought I was faking it, and I almost died in the cafeteria after that. I became paranoid and cautious. Started double-checking everything. Stopped eating out. That's when I met Vera, and she understood after Mom got really sick and the bills started coming."I stared

"Isn't Tanya wonderful?" Elara chirped beside me, completely unaware of the damage she was doing. "She's been a rock for Killian during all this board craziness. She's his oldest friend. I keep telling Killian he needs a woman who understands him the way she does."Elara's words confirmed everything I was watching. Tanya was back in her spot, and Killian was letting her be there. My grand sacrifice and the island intimacy meant nothing against years of established, blind loyalty.I forced a tight smile. "She certainly is devoted."Two weeks passed, then three, then almost a full month, and it all blurred into a routine of intense isolation, even though we were technically married. Killian was completely consumed. I'm talking about a level of work addiction that would make most CEOs look like they were on extended vacation.He’d be gone before the city was even buzzing, sometimes not even there for coffee. I’d wake up to the cold side of the bed, the linens already pulled back, and the