Chapter 70 — The Choice He Made to Believe Me

VIVIANI didn’t sleep.Not really.I lay beside Damian, my body perfectly still while my mind screamed itself hoarse. His arm was still draped across my waist, warm and possessive in a way that once felt safe. Now it felt like a weight — not because I didn’t want him there, but because I didn’t deserve it.The drive burned in my pocket like a secret that wanted out.Every breath he took felt like another chance I was stealing from him.I stared into the darkness until my eyes ached, replaying the moment he’d stood in the doorway of his office. The way his gaze had lingered. The way his voice had softened even while something inside him sharpened.You’re shaking.He’d noticed.Of course he had.Damian didn’t miss details. That was the problem. That was always the problem.When his breathing shifted, deepening slightly, I knew he was drifting back into sleep. I didn’t move. I didn’t dare. I stayed frozen until the rhythm of his chest steadied again.Only then did I allow myself to breat

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Chapter 71 — Where He Chose Me Again

VIVIANDamian didn’t come home late that evening.That alone unsettled me.I had grown used to the long hours, the delayed dinners, the quiet tension that followed him back through the door like a shadow. Tonight, the door opened earlier than expected, and when I looked up from where I was sitting on the couch, my heart skipped in a way that had nothing to do with fear.He looked tired — but lighter.Not free of worry, not untouched by responsibility, but softer around the edges. Like the weight he carried had shifted just enough for him to breathe.“You’re home early,” I said.He smiled faintly. “I wanted to be.”Those four words settled deep in my chest.He loosened his tie as he walked toward me, setting his phone down without checking it again. That alone felt intentional. When he sat beside me, his knee brushed mine, familiar and grounding.“Long day?” I asked.“Productive,” he said. “But my head wasn’t there.”I swallowed. “Where was it?”He turned toward me fully. “Here.”The h

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Chapter 72 — Part 1: Quiet Moments Before the Storm

VIVIANThe house smelled faintly of Damian’s cologne when I returned from the office. Not the heavy, commanding scent he wore to meetings, but the lighter, calmer fragrance he kept for home — subtle and grounding. It reminded me of him in a way that made my chest tighten. The drive from Charlotte’s office had been torturous, each red light, each stop sign a tiny drumbeat of guilt echoing in my skull. Every thought screamed at me: You’re playing with fire, Vivian. One misstep and it all comes down.But when I stepped inside, Damian was there, leaning casually against the kitchen counter, a mug of coffee in hand, watching me with that soft, calculating smile that somehow always made my knees weaken.“You’re home earlier than I expected,” I said, attempting to sound normal. My voice came out higher than I intended.“I finished earlier,” he said. “Thought I’d come home before traffic got worse.” He set the mug down and extended a hand. “Come here.”I hesitated, feeling the weight of the d

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All Chapters of The Billionaire's undercover bride : Chapter 71 - Chapter 73

Chapter 70 — The Choice He Made to Believe Me

Chapter 71 — Where He Chose Me Again

Chapter 72 — Part 1: Quiet Moments Before the Storm