All Chapters of A Taste Of Him: The One I Was Never Meant to Want : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Mr. Midnight-blue cloak.

Chapter 81Aurora’s POV Five Years LaterThe invitation arrived sealed in black wax, my name etched in gold like a challenge.I hadn’t missed a gala in years—by choice. But this one wasn’t optional.A masked investment gala.Private capital.Old money.New power.By the time my car pulled up, the venue looked unreal.A restored historic hall rose against the night sky, marble arches and glass domes glowing under amber light. Valets moved with quiet precision, opening doors like rituals. The air itself felt expensive.Inside the grand foyer, attendants waited—dressed in tailored black, faces calm, movements deliberate. Velvet trays were laid out with masks, each one a piece of art.Before I could reach for one, a woman stepped forward.“Miss,” she said softly. “Allow me.”She took my hands briefly, guiding me toward a tall mirror framed in gold. The noise of the gala faded behind us, replaced by something quieter. She lifted a mask from the tray.Black p

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After Eight years?No way!

Chapter 82Aurora's povA gentle chime rang through the hall.Conversations slowly tapered off as a woman stepped onto the raised platform, her mask ivory, her voice smooth and assured.“Ladies and gentlemen, if I may borrow your attention for just a moment.”The room obeyed.“This evening is not only about elegance and alliances,” she continued, smiling, “but about acknowledging the individuals whose vision continues to shape industries, communities, and futures.”A few names were mentioned—old money, new power.People whose reputations spoke louder than applause.Heads nodded.Respect rippled through the room.“And of course,” she added, pausing just long enough, “we are honored to welcome distinguished contributors joining us tonight—Ms. Eleanor Hartwell, Mr. Dominic Royce, the Calder Group, and…”Her gaze shifted briefly.“And… our famous Aurora Smith.”I straightened instinctively, pulse skipping, not from nerves, but from the strange awareness that I was being seen.The applause

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No longer "My little Auri"

Chapter 83Jaxon’s POVMy office was quiet in the way only power could afford.Floor-to-ceiling glass. City lights bleeding gold beneath me. Contracts laid out neatly on my desk—acquisitions, mergers, signatures that bent markets when I breathed on them.Then, she walked in again For the fifth fucking time.I didn’t look up.“Sir,” my PA said carefully, like she was stepping around a landmine, “the Meet Gala committee is still holding your seat. They’ve called twice in the last hour.”I lifted my head slowly, meeting her eyes.The room went cold.“How many times have I told you to pull it off?” My voice dropped, dead dangerous because I was starting to get irritated. “Are you fucking deaf now?”Her throat bobbed. “I…I understand, sir, but it’s a very important one. The board insists. Investors from—”“Get. Out.” I slammed my palm on the desk. “Already.”She flinched, nodded, and disappeared like smoke.Silence rushed back in.I leaned into my chair, jaw tight, fingers curling slowly a

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Mr Grayson?

Chapter 84Aurora's povI mean—come on. I’d been on a flight for almost eight hours.All I wanted was the hotel Nick helped me book here in London. I want those soft bed to envelop me again.My legs still felt wobbly, like the ground hadn’t forgiven me for leaving it.And suddenly, God—I was hot from someone staring too much.Maybe I should just get another drink.I spotted a passing attendant and took a glass without slowing down. One long sip. Then another.Bad idea.The champagne slid down too easily, buzzing straight to my head. The room tilted just a notch—subtle, but enough to make me blink.I hope I’m not getting drunk, I thought hazily.Somebody save me! Oh no, no Layla around here.My heels felt heavier. The music got louder. People’s laughter started overlapping in strange ways. When I laughed at something nearby, it came out half a beat late.Yeah.That was my sign.I needed to leave by all means necessary, so it didn't get more embarrassing.I started toward the parking ar

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Shit! Not in his abode please

Chapter 85Aurora's povI woke up feeling light, and sick at the same time.The kind of sick that sat low in my stomach, rolling gently like a warning. The lights in the room were exactly how I liked them when I slept. No harsh glare, no artificial brightness pressing against my eyelids. Just the sun sneaking in softly, filtered through heavy curtains that weren’t fully drawn.That alone made me want to stay in bed more.I groaned into the unfamiliar pillow, turning my face to the side as I reached out blindly for my phone, using my hands to find them but it felt absent from the lamp stand.And then, that scent…Mint.Clean. Sharp, way too familiar, making my chest seize before my brain caught up.My eyes snapped open.No.My heart started racing as I pushed myself upright, scrubbing sleep from my face, forcing my vision to clear. The room came into focus slowly, too large, too polished, very manly.This wasn’t my hotel room.Panic hit hard and fast.I sucked in a breath and immediate

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Caring much?

Chapter 86Aurora's povI stood up to the bathroom, the door closing behind me with a loud thud.I leaned my forehead against the cool glass shield for a second, breathing through the tightness in my chest, then turned the shower on before I could think better of it. The water came down warm and steady.I stepped under the water fully clothed in nerves and embarrassment, letting it soak my hair, my shoulders, my thoughts.And then, the memories flooded in without permission.I remembered driving off… but not far.Not far at all.I hadn’t been stable. I knew it then. I knew it now. I was still within the premises when I shoved the car opened myself, cold air rushing in like a slap of reality. I bent over beside the car, hands braced on my knees, breathing hard—then straightened again.Concrete under my heels.I saw him still standing there.Jaxon, deliberately Watching.Then walking toward me.I laughed—loud, reckless,even though nothing was funny. Not even a little.His jacket follow

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Called her thirty times!

Chapter 87Jaxon’s POVA few weeks laterI was barely halfway down the corridor to my office when I felt someone rush up behind me, heels skidding slightly on polished floors.“Sir”My PA matched my pace, breath tight but voice still professional. “Sir, Miss Seline is in your office waiting.”I stopped so suddenly she almost crashed into my back.“What did you just say?” I asked, my voice dropping into a growl.She froze. Her hands fidgeted, fingers knotting together as her head dipped. “I…I’m sorry, sir. She wouldn’t listen. I told her you weren’t expecting…”I didn’t let her finish.I shoved my office door open hard enough for it to swing wide.And there she was.Seline stood near the windows like she owned the place, perfect posture, heavy makeup layered on with surgical precision, thick red lips curved into a smile that felt rehearsed. Whatever brand of confidence she wore, it came with something I’d learned to hate.“Hey, J,” she said casually.I hated that she calls me that too.

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Perfect Negotiations

CHAPTER 88Jaxon’s POVGrey skies pressed low over the city as my car rolled into the courtyard of Hôtel de Crillon, stone and glass standing tall, screaming wealth. The kind of place where huge deals were whispered, Where money didn’t flash.I stepped out, coat tailored, expression neutral, my mind already in numbers.Three days.That was all this meeting was supposed to be.Three days of alignment, projections, and future leverage, hoping for its best.Nothing more.Inside, the lobby smelled like polished marble and old decisions. I checked in without looking at the concierge long enough for him to ask questions. My assistant would handle the rest. I wasn’t here to admire Paris.I was here to own something for the future.The first meeting took place two hours later in a private conference suite overlooking the Seine. Glass walls. Rich Minimalist design. Purely professional looking.The investor arrived on time. Well, new money always did.“Mr. Grayson,” he said, standing to shake

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Aurora? CEO?

Chapter 89Jaxon’s POVMr. Alfredo glanced at his watch, brows lifting slightly as his phone vibrated.He answered it smoothly, all professional “Yes. You’ll see me soon.”He ended the call and rose from his seat, already reaching for his jacket. “Excuse me for a minute Mr Grayson” and left.Across the table, I made a quick call of my own,“Prepare refreshments for both parties. Conference suite. Immediately.”I hung up and returned to the proposal in front of me, pen tapping once against the page as I reviewed the final structure. The numbers were clean, strategic and Profitable.Perfect.Then, a particular fragrance filled the room, Heels clicked against marble, sharp but measured, each step precise. There was weight to the sound too. a masculine confidence beneath the elegance. That I recognized to be Mr Alfredo. But the heels, Whoever it was, she didn’t rush. She owned the space simply by moving through it.My chest tightened.That scent was… familiar.I lifted my head instincti

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Something Hit

Chapter 90 Aurora's povI stood before the mirror longer than necessary.The gown was tailored within an inch of my life—ivory, sharp-lined, structured at the shoulders, cinched just enough at the waist. No jewelry except a slim watch resting against my wrist, and a very Minimal makeupI slipped on my heels, the sound firm against marble, grounding. The woman staring back at me didn’t flinch. Well, A.S. Global Sports & Management didn’t belong to fear.It belonged to me.The elevator ride up was silent except for the hum of ascent and the quiet breathing of the woman beside me—my operations director.She cleared her throat.“Just so you’re aware,” she said carefully, eyes fixed ahead, “one of the investors is a Grayson.”The name landed like a blade between my ribs.I froze inwardly.My fingers curled once at my side, nails pressing into my palm. Grayson. Of course. Of all the surnames in all the cities in all the industries.I considered, for half a second, backing out.Postponing

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