All Chapters of STUCK WITH MR. BILLIONAIRE FOR CHRISTMAS : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41: BIGGEST CHRISTMAS SHOCK.

CINNAMON"You're so tight," he groaned, and the praise sent heat flooding through me.His mouth traced down my throat, tongue leaving wet trails. He sucked my nipple between his lips, teeth grazing, and I arched into the sensation.Lower still, until his breath ghosted over where I needed him most.His tongue was precise, quick little movements that built pressure impossibly fast. My hands fisted the sheets as I bucked against his face, chasing the feeling, desperate for release."Cinnamon."My name on his lips made me look down. Our eyes locked, and something in that connection, the vulnerability, the intimacy sent me over the edge.I came with a sound I'd never heard myself make, body convulsing as waves crashed through me. He didn't look away, just watched me fall apart while adding a third finger, pumping relentlessly until I shattered again.My body gushed around his fingers, and I trembled with the force of it.Without words, I positioned myself, hands guiding him between my thi

Chapter 42: ALWAYS ONE PERSON.

DANTEI was a mess and had been for weeks. I couldn't escape memories of Cinnamon no matter how I tried. Everything reminded me of her.My morning coffee tasted wrong because she wasn't there stealing sips from my cup. The silence in my office felt oppressive without her voice. Even my own heartbeat seemed to reproach me, each thump a reminder of what I'd thrown away.I chose this, I reminded myself for the thousandth time. Rolling onto my side in bed, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand. 4:47 AM now. The insomnia was getting worse.This was for the best. I needed space to focus on the investigation I'd quietly reopened into my father's plane crash. I needed clarity without her presence clouding my judgment.But the logic felt unreasonable at four in the morning.I kept replaying that last conversation, the one that shattered everything. I'd told her I didn't want kids, and made it sound like she was desperate to trap me when all she'd done was exist beautifully in my space.Then I

Chapter 43: BEING VULNERABLE.

DANTE:Obviously, I was prepared for this knowing that there would always be that one person or group who hated fun and would rather focus on business."There have been minor delays," I said carefully. "Nothing that affects our timeline significantly.""Minor?" Mrs. Jones leaned forward. "I heard the residents refused to sign. That your legal team got turned away at the door."Shit. News traveled fast."It's a small complication," I said. "Easily resolved.""Is it?" Mr. David Rothschild, old money, older connections, prone to jumping ship at the first sign of trouble set down his drink. "Because I’m hearing this project is suddenly contested and contested assets bleed value."Several heads turned toward me now. The entertainment continued, but the energy had changed."I assure you, I have everything under control," I said evenly. Mrs. Jones's eyebrow arched. “Dante, we didn’t invest millions on faith. We invested because you said Meadowbrook was sealed. If that assurance is compromis

Chapter 44: FAULTLINE.

"You did WHAT?" Tate's hand slammed against my desk hard enough to make my laptop jump.If not for the solid oak construction, the desk would've split in two from the abuse it had taken since we arrived at my home office twenty minutes ago.I'd made the decision to tell someone. Anyone. The weight of carrying this alone was crushing me from the inside out. So I dragged Tate here and told him everything.Everything except the specific details of our night together. Some things remained sacred even in confession."Keep it down," I said, glancing toward the door. "You'll draw attention.""I don't care!" He paced like a caged animal. "I told you not to complicate things. I KNEW this whole arrangement was a bad idea from the start. Moreover, why are you so obsessed with Meadowbrook? What is it about that place? This is the most useless project you've ever jumped on.""It's not useless. This will cement my reputation in the development and real estate sector.""Any other project would do th

Chapter 45: HE HAS EVERYTHING SO I'M CHOOSING ME.

CINNAMONI stood in front of his door, fidgeting with the ring box in my pocket.The words I'd rehearsed on the drive over scrambled in my head, losing shape and meaning. Maybe this was a mistake. I should just leave the ring with security or Mr. Martin and disappear back to my apartment where I could pretend none of this had happened.But Mom's voice echoed in my memory: "If you truly love him, give him another chance. Try to find out why he withdrew."Khloe had been surprisingly gentle: "Who knows? Maybe he's going through something. Men tend to suffer in silence because society taught them emotions are weakness."Even Risa, usually the first to tell me to cut my losses, had softened: "Go see him. Hear him out. You came back from worse with Marcus. At least give Dante a chance to explain himself."So here I was, despite being ignored until I finally stopped reaching out. This was pathetic.I pressed the doorbell one last time, mentally rehearsing Risa's coached line: "Hi, Dante. I k

Chapter 46: DEVASTATING SILENCE.

DANTEI checked my watch seventeen times in the last hour."Is she here yet?" I asked Tate for what had to be the millionth time, keeping my voice carefully neutral.He didn't even look up from his tablet. "You asked me three minutes ago. The answer hasn't changed."I turned back to my computer screen, pretending to be doing something.Guilt gnawed my insides.I should have checked the door immediately when Thessa had wandered over during our dance. Should have asked her more questions instead of just assuming she was being curious. By the time I'd reviewed the security footage and I'd seen Cinnamon standing there, hope and hurt warring on her face, she was already gone.I'd been trapped after Tate left. Dove needed me. I couldn't abandon her to chase after Cinnamon.I'd wanted to. I wish I did.I tried calling once Dove finally fell asleep. Over and over until my phone informed me the number was no longer in service.I couldn't bring myself to text. Texting felt cowardly. I needed to

Chapter 47: CHAMPAGNE AND SURVEILLANCE.

CINNAMON"Girl, congratulations. You worked hard for this."Khloe's face pixelated on my phone screen, her smile genuine despite the grainy connection. Behind her, I could see the hospital walls. She was sitting in the lobby to answer the call."I just wish you and Mom were here." My voice caught on the last word."No." Risa leaned into frame, already on her fourth glass of champagne, red lipstick staining the rim. "We're not doing sad tonight. This is huge."She grabbed my face and kissed my cheek, leaving a smudge of color. Before Khloe could respond, Risa snatched my phone."Your sister needs to celebrate properly. Maybe hook up with a hot guy. I'll call you tomorrow.""Risa, wait—"The screen went black. Risa shoved my phone into her suit trouser pocket and nudged me with her hip."Men aren't my problem right now." I took a long sip of champagne, the bubbles sharp on my tongue.Something else occupied the space where excitement should've been. I'd spent the last two days reviewing

Chapter 48: THE HIDDEN FILE.

DANTEThe text from Tate arrived at two in the morning."Don't you ever put me up for a task like this again. Anyway, she's home. Safe."I stared at the message until the screen dimmed, then set the phone face-down on the passenger seat. Exhaled slowly through my nose.What had I become? A stalker?I couldn’t attend her promotion ceremony; being in the same room would’ve broken whatever remained of my self-control.I'd planned the entire event. Sent Martin detailed instructions starting from her favorite champagne down to the playlist of music. Everything I’d learned about her in Meadowbrook was put to use. The ceremony was designed to make her happy, even if I couldn’t be there.At some point of the evening, I was in the Banbury's VIP section, meeting with my private investigator about my father's case. But my eyes found her through the glass partition when she walked in with Eric from tech. From that moment on, I was distracted. Couldn't stop watching her with the roses, smiling in

Chapter 49: MARKED BUT MISTAKEN.

CINNAMONThe hangar lights felt like knives stabbing through my skull.I'd been waiting since seven. It was now past nine. My head throbbed with every heartbeat, nausea rolling in waves that threatened to break through the careful control I'd maintained.Mixing beer and wine had been stupid. I knew better. Had a light tolerance for alcohol on good days, and last night definitely hadn't been a good day.I'd given up on the waiting area chairs an hour ago. Found a car parked in the corner and asked the hangar staff if I could sit inside.Now I was curled in the backseat, sunglasses on despite the pitch darkness, head resting against leather. My hand kept making circles in the air, some weird involuntary movement I couldn't stop. Hangover vertigo, maybe.A tap on the window made me wince.I rolled it down with effort, squinting up at Mr. Martin through my dark lenses."We can finally leave," he said. No apology in his tone. Just fact. "Mr. Moretti has arrived."Of course. The king arrive

Chapter 50: BEFORE THE FALL.

DANTE"Yeah." Cinnamon replied."She does that sometimes. Has since she was three. I'm the closest thing to a father figure she has since her actual father is a piece of shit," I explained, stepping closer. "I was going to come to you after I found out that you were already gone.""Oh my god." She sat down hard on the sofa. "I thought, I've been thinking—""That I was married." I crouched in front of her, hands on her knees."She looks so much like you," Cinnamon said, still processing."Genetics are wild." I rubbed her knees with my thumbs. "Doesn't help when I visit her at school. Even her piece-of-shit father thought Thessa was mine at one point. Created a whole scene about it.""Thessa." She tested the name. "That's beautiful.""She is." I paused, choosing my next words carefully. "I thought you hated me because of what I said. About kids. About keeping us secret at work. I thought I'd destroyed everything with my own stupidity."And I had tried to stay away. God, I'd tried. But i

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