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Bella POVI didn't see Caleb for the rest of the gala. He'd disappeared after his devastating revelation, leaving me to navigate conversations and networking while my mind spun with humiliation and anger.He'd heard me, he heard everything. By the time I made it back to the penthouse, it was past midnight and I was exhausted. Tom was asleep at Maya's apartment, giving me a night alone to process everything.I kicked off my heels, poured myself a glass of wine, and stood on the terrace looking at the city lights. The night air was cold against my skin, but I needed it to clear my head."Bella."I turned to find Caleb standing in the terrace doorway. He'd removed his bow tie and jacket, his shirt unbuttoned at the collar, looking rumpled and dangerous."I don't want to talk to you," I said."Too bad." He moved onto the terrace, closing the distance between us. "We're talking anyway.""You had no right to listen to me like that." I was shaking with anger. "What I do in the privacy of my

Bella POVI woke up the next morning to Tom jumping on my bed."Mommy, Mommy, wake up! Daddy made penguin waffles and they're amazing!"I groaned and checked my phone. 7:30 AM. After the emotional rollercoaster of last night, I'd barely slept. "Give me five minutes, baby."Tom bounced off the bed and I dragged myself to the bathroom. The woman in the mirror looked tired, her lips still slightly swollen from last night's kiss, her eyes haunted.I'd kissed Caleb. Really kissed him. And then I'd confirmed a date with Ethan while I could still taste Caleb on my lips.What was wrong with me? I pulled on yoga pants and a sweater, tied my hair in a messy bun, and went to face the consequences of my choices.Caleb was in the kitchen with Tom, both of them covered in waffle batter. He looked up when I entered, his grey eyes searching mine for answers I didn't have. "Morning," he said carefully."Morning." I poured coffee, needing the caffeine. "What time did you get up?""Six. Couldn't sleep."

Bella pov We talked business for a while, and I was impressed by Ethan's vision. He wasn't just chasing profit—he genuinely cared about environmental impact and ethical practices. His passion for the work was evident in every word. "You really love what you do," I observed."I do, but it's not everything." He leaned back as our entrees arrived. "I learned that the hard way when I spent years building the company and woke up one day realizing I had no life outside of work.""What changed?""My sister got sick." His expression sobered. "Breast cancer, stage three. Suddenly all the deals and mergers felt meaningless compared to spending time with her.""I'm sorry," I said softly. "Is she okay now?""She is, years in remission." His smile was genuine. "But it changed my perspective. Success doesn't mean much if you don't have people to share it with."I thought about my own success, my empire built alone, my victories with no one to celebrate them except Maya and Tom. "That's wise.""It'

Bella pov He changed the angle, tilting my hips up so he hit deeper, nailing that spot inside with every stroke. My cries got louder, more desperate. I was close again already.He reached between us, thumb finding my clit, rubbing fast messy circles while he kept fucking me hard."Come again," he said, voice strained. "Come on my cock this time. Let me feel it."The pressure built fast—too much, too good. I shattered around him, screaming his name as my pussy clenched down hard, pulsing, milking him while my whole body shook.He groaned loud, thrusts turning erratic. "Fuck—Bella"He buried himself deep and came hard, hips jerking as he pumped thick spurts inside me.Before he could even catch his breath, I shoved at his shoulders. He was still dazed, cock twitching inside me, still half-hard and slick with both of us. Confusion flashed across his face as I flipped him onto his back with more strength than he expected."What the"I didn't let him finish. I straddled him fast, knees pl

Caleb pov "I'm so tired of fighting." She wiped her face. "Tired of being strong, tired of protecting myself, tired of wanting something I'm terrified to have.""Then stop fighting." I pulled her into my arms, and this time she let me. "Stop protecting yourself from me and just let me in."She shook against me, her face buried in my chest, years of pain and fear pouring out in silent sobs. I held her, stroking her hair, pressing kisses to her temple."I've got you," I murmured. "I'm here, I'm not leaving, and I've got you."We stood there for a long time, her crying and me holding her, the morning sun streaming through the windows.Finally, she pulled back, wiping her eyes. "I need coffee.""Okay." I poured her a fresh cup, added cream and sugar the way she liked it.We sat at the kitchen island in silence, both processing the emotional explosion."I can't promise to trust you immediately," Bella said finally. "The damage is too deep for that.""I know." I wrapped my hands around my