All Chapters of The Billionaire's Irresistible Touch: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

KIERAN’S POV ​I stood there for a long moment. My nose was still throbbing where the wood had kissed it. I raised my hand to knock, but I hesitated. My knuckles hovered just inches from the door.​What was I supposed to say? “I wasn't watching that because I’m a pervert; I turned on the TV to chase her from the living room.”? It sounded pathetic in my head.​Finally, I tapped against the door. It was a soft, tentative sound.​"Sienna?" I muttered. "I didn't mean to disturb your sleep. I was just trying to get you out of the living room. Open up... Sienna, open up."​The lock clicked. The door finally swung open, and Sienna stormed back in, pissed. "Your phone has been ringing." I strode to the table, my fingers brushing against the table as I saw James's message. Her friend was already settled in and safe."Why are you bent on frustrating my life?" she suddenly burst out, spinning around to face me. The fire in her eyes was breathtaking. "Have I ever wronged you? What exactly is hap

SIENNA’S POV The next morning, I woke up alone in bed. I freshened up and headed downstairs to get something to eat, but as soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw him, the man I had fantasized about last night. ​My stomach did a somersault. I couldn't believe I’d had such vivid, erotic thoughts about this jerk. I hated him even more for making me feel this way. His sleeves were rolled up, and the way his muscles flexed as he seasoned the food made my mouth go dry. ​He was always handsome, but today, he looked undeniably irresistible. The moment he started to raise his head, I hurried past him toward the fridge, trying to hide my flustered face. ​"Good morning," I whispered, my voice barely audible. ​Before he could respond, the sound of familiar voices grew louder from the hallway. The distraction saved me. He left the kitchen to check, and I followed closely behind. ​"Sienna!" Liz screamed my name the second we saw each other. We collided in a tight hug. "I've missed you so

SIENNA’S POV ​After hours of chatting, I realized it was almost time for lunch. I hurried upstairs, but Liz was right on my heels, refusing to let me go alone.​"I am the VIP consultant, remember?" she chirped. "I wouldn't let you underdress while I'm here."​The moment I pushed open the heavy doors to the dressing room, Liz stopped dead in her tracks. Her jaw literally dropped. "Sienna..." she breathed, her eyes darting from the custom shelving to the rows of designer pieces. "This isn't just a closet. This is screaming money. This is screaming 'Wealth.'"​She was a whirlwind, tossing hangers aside until she pivoted with a grin that actually made me nervous. She held up the chocolate-brown blazer and matching top with those lethal black trousers. "Put it on," she commanded. "Today, we play for keeps."​I dressed quickly, but Liz insisted on the full treatment. She grabbed a brush, pulling my hair into a sleek low bun, and applied perfect makeup. She dug through a drawer. "Earrings

SIENNA’S POVOh wow, I thought. I could see the rest of them smirk—that fake, "bless your heart" energy. She was really trying to humble me just to make her husband look mid? I got you, bitch.I just smiled at her, tilting my head. "You're right about the exclusivity," I said smoothly. "But you're missing a detail. My husband didn't buy it from a boutique. He had Bernard Arnault himself ensure it was delivered to our door before it even hit the shelves. It turns out, being the second person in the world to own it is much easier when your husband is as 'restless' as..."I reached up, slowly rubbing his chest, letting my fingers feel the heat of him through his shirt. "...as mine."Beside me, Kieran’s smirk widened. He draped an arm over the back of my chair, claiming me in front of everyone. "Nothing is out of reach for my wife," he added, his voice low and dangerous. "I would suggest we focus on what we’re actually here for—a business lunch."The woman’s face paled. She looked down at

SIENNA’S POV We parted our lips slowly, a single, soft kiss that felt like a question neither of us was ready to answer yet. As we pulled back, I felt a rush of heat hit my face. I gave an awkward, shy smile, tugging my lower lip into my mouth as I looked away. Beside me, Kieran let out a short, breathless laugh. He reached down and squeezed my hand so tightly it made my heart skip.​We both turned toward our respective windows, lost in our own thoughts, until the car finally glided to a stop. I looked out, expecting to see the familiar gates of the estate, but the view was completely unfamiliar.​I turned to Kieran, my eyebrows lifted. "Where are we?" He didn't answer right away. Instead, he placed a single finger over his lips. "Shhh," he whispered, a playful glint in his dark eyes. "It’s a surprise."​"A surprise?" I muttered. ​A surprise from him? From this same man? It was unbelievably unbelievable.​We stepped out of the car, and before I could even take a step, he arched his