Semua Bab I PAID A BILLIONAIRE FOR A NIGHT : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Chapter 62Blake’s POVI didn't plan to leave the hotel this morning. If I was being quite honest with myself — which I rarely allowed these days — I was hoping Arya would still be asleep when I get back so that I would not have to explain why I needed to leave for a few hours on what was supposed to be the first day of our honeymoon.Despite the fact that our marriage was…quite non-traditional, it wouldn't look good for the press if I was photographed out doing business while on my honeymoon. And I had planned to make up for acting cold towards her by spending time with her.But business has a way of chasing me down even when I was trying to relax for the first time in my life. But Nikolai Volkov was not a man one kept waiting, not if one wanted to remain on his good side, so when he happened to also be in the area and he asked for a meeting, I couldn't say no.I'd even instructed the hotel to serve her a special breakfast spread in the room when she asks for breakfast as a way to ma

Chapter 64Blake’s POVI walked out of the restaurant with my fists clenched so tightly my knuckles ached, my jaw locked in a way that made my temples throb, and my chest burning with a familiar, infuriating mix of anger, jealousy, and something far more dangerous—fear. Fear that I was losing control of a situation I had never fully understood to begin with. Fear that Arya was slipping further away every time I thought I was pulling her closer. Fear that the fragile structure holding our marriage together was beginning to crack in ways I didn’t yet know how to fix.I barely made it three steps away from the entrance when a cheerful voice cut through the storm in my head.“Sir! Excuse me, sir!”I stopped abruptly, irritation flaring as I turned to face one of the hotel staff members holding a clipboard and wearing a wide smile as he stared at me.“We’re hosting a couple’s game by the swimming pool,” he said brightly. “It’s part of the resort’s honeymoon activities. Would you and your w

Chapter 66Arya’s POVI stared at myself in the mirror admiring the red dress that clung to me like a second skin. How it showed off my curves while still managing to look classy, I had no idea, but I had to admit that I looked good.I was trying to get everything off my mind, I just wanted to enjoy this dinner with Blake without thinking about how I'd almost died and he…did nothing about it.Sighing, I left the walk in closet and moved to the bed, sitting at the edge as I watched the time creeping closer to six pm.Blake said he would be back in time, but it was almost six and he still wasn't here, and I was really worried about him. I could see the look of self loathing on his face before he left, and that told me that there was more to the fact that he didn't save me while I was drowning. Maybe he couldn't? Is that why he was against the competition in the first place? And I was the one that forced him to do it with me…I buried my face in my hands, trying to get my mind off everyth

Chapter 68Arya’s POVI walked back to the hotel room on unsteady legs, my heels clicking too loudly against the polished floor, but it wasn't loud enough to drown out my thoughts. The corridor was quiet by this time with people either in their rooms or out exploring the islands, and despite the dimly lit soft yellow lights that were meant to be calming, romantic even, my mind was anything but calm.Had I gone too far? The question kept ringing in my mind endlessly as I walked further away from Blake.I replayed the scene in my head: the waiter tripping, the wine spilling all over me and Blake’s face darkening instantly, his voice sharp and unforgiving as he demanded the manager and threatened a man’s livelihood over an accident. My chest tightened as the memory resurfaced, my emotions tangling into a messy knot of anger and embarrassment and maybe a little bit of guilt.I mean, Blake had crossed the line first. Nobody deserves to be humiliated like that over something that's clearly

Chapter 70Arya’s POVThe sun filtering through the curtains would have woken me up the next morning if I wasn't already awake.I had basically stayed up the whole night unable to sleep and my mind racing with everything that had happened yesterday…especially that kiss.No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the taste of Blake's lips as he practically devoured me out of my mind. It was annoying how I could still taste and feel him. It was even worse because for a brief moment before I'd come to my senses and pushed him away, my body had betrayed me and I kissed him back, waves of desire pouring off me.I was supposed to be angry, furious even with him for the way he had treated me ever since we'd come on the ‘honeymoon’. But my mind forgot about all that and all I could think about was that one night with him…and how much I wanted it to happen again.The only reason my hand had risen to slap him was because I had felt my defenses crack, for one terrifying second I had felt myself