Semua Bab Taming the billionaire playboy : Bab 41 - Bab 47

Alex’s jaw tightened. “Why?” The assistant swallowed, eyes flicking—once—to Jasmine, then snapping back to him. “It’s… it’s the board, sir. And the media team. Something leaked.” The word cut through the air sharper than any accusation. Alex exhaled slowly, the last trace of heat draining from his expression as the CEO snapped fully back into place. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and glanced at the screen. Jasmine watched his face change. Not anger. Calculation. “That bad?” he asked quietly. The assistant nodded. “They’re waiting in Conference Room A. They said it couldn’t wait.” Alex locked his phone and slipped it back into his pocket. “Give me five minutes.” The assistant hesitated. “Sir—” “Five,” he repeated, calm but immovable. She nodded quickly and backed out, pulling the door shut behind her with a soft click. Silence rushed back in. But it wasn’t the same silence as before. This one was brittle. Controlled. Holding its breath. Alex turned sl

CHAPTER 42 — No Warnings Alex didn’t go back to Jasmine’s office. He went straight to his own. The moment the boardroom doors shut behind him, the calm façade cracked—not shattered, but sharpened. This wasn’t anger. Anger was loud. This was calculation. “Clara,” he said the second his secretary looked up. “Yes, sir?” “Pull company files from 1980 to 2005. Full operational history. Mergers, restructures, scandals, recoveries. I want hard copies.” Clara blinked. “That’s… a lot, sir.” “Yes.” “And—” “Send them to Jasmine’s office,” he continued, already loosening his cufflinks. “Tell her to review and memorize them before our next meeting.” Clara hesitated. Just a fraction. “All of them?” “All of them.” A pause. “Sir… today?” Alex finally looked at her. His expression was unreadable. “Today.” She nodded quickly and turned to her desk. “And Clara,” he added, voice cool, “don’t explain why.” Jasmine was halfway through reviewing departmental budgets when

CHAPTER 44 — In Plain Sight Jasmine didn’t realize she was holding onto Alex’s arm until they were halfway across the marble entrance. It happened instinctively. The moment the doors opened, the noise hit her—voices, laughter, glasses clinking, cameras flashing. A wall of wealth and influence wrapped in silk gowns and tailored suits. For half a second, panic threatened to rise. So she reached for something solid. Him. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his sleeve, gripping like she might fall otherwise. Alex noticed instantly. He glanced down, surprised—then amused. The corner of his mouth lifted, not in arrogance, but something softer. Something private. She followed his gaze to her own hand. Her breath caught. “Oh—” She released him quickly, awkward heat rushing to her face. “Sorry. I didn’t—” He let out a quiet laugh. Not mocking. Gentle. Almost fond. “It’s fine,” he murmured. “You’re allowed.” Allowed. The word settled strangely in her chest.

Chapter 46_ Fuck Please this chapter is just raw and passionate sex so readers discretion is advice ✋🏿✋🏿✋🏿✋🏿 He didn’t set her down on the bed so much as fall onto it with her, their mouths still fused in a desperate, hungry kiss. The dam had broken, and now there was only the flood. His hands were everywhere—tangling in her hair, sliding down her back, gripping her hips to pull her flush against him. The expensive fabric of her gown was a frustrating barrier, a relic of the performative night they’d just left behind. “Off,” he growled against her lips, his fingers fumbling with the intricate clasp at the back of her neck. “I need to feel you.” She helped him, her own hands trembling as she reached back. The clasp gave way, and the sleek dress pooled around her waist. He pushed it down further, his mouth leaving hers to trail a searing path down her throat, over her collarbone, until he took one taut nipple into his mouth through the lace of her bra. She cried out, back archi