All Chapters of Trapped Between The Billionaire Playboy & The Mafia Don: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Lessons Gone Wrong

(AURIANNA'S POV)The past few days have been... tolerable, and quiet. Which is exactly how I've wanted it.The awkward tension with Zayne has faded, not disappeared, just faded into something muted and unspoken.I call it a truce of silence.I still do my job. I escort him everywhere, clear people before they come within three feet of him, scan every room, every hallway, every car before he sets foot in it.We don't ride together anymore.I drive behind him in a second vehicle while his chauffeur takes him wherever he needs to go. And even on the days he insists I ride with him, it's just silence. No chatting. No teasing. No... whatever the hell was building between us before everything imploded.He doesn't talk to me. I don't talk to him. And honestly? I like it this way.Today, I've finally taken a minute to myself. I'm out by the pool, stretched out on a float with the sun warming my skin, sunglasses on, sipping ice-cold orange juice like this is some resort and not a billionaire's

Walking Into Trouble

(ZAYNE'S POV)The drive to Brielle's school is dead silent.Aurianna sits in the passenger seat, staring out her window like the world outside is far more interesting than anything happening in this damn car. For days now, it's been quiet, distant, and cold between us. She barely talks to me unless it's work-related, and I've been trying so damn hard to pretend like it doesn't get under my skin.But it does. Every second of it.And today... seeing her walk out of the pool in that tiny black bikini, water running down her skin, dripping from her hair, tracing every curve-Christ, for a moment I forgot why I was pissed in the first place. I almost forgot my own name.I grip the steering wheel a little harder.Focus. Brielle first. Everything else can wait.We get to the school gates, security checks us, and they let us through. The school grounds are pristine-perfectly trimmed flower hedges, tall buildings, and students in neat uniforms going about their school day. I park in the usual v

Parent-Teacher Warzone

(AURIANNA'S POV)The headmistress stands the second we walk in, smoothing her skirt like we've just interrupted something important-which, judging by the stiff look on Connor's parents' faces, we probably have."Mr. Beaumont," she says with this polished little smile that looks like it's been practiced in a mirror. She gestures to the empty chairs in front of her desk. "Have a seat."Zayne walks forward, irritation bleeding subtly off him. I sit beside him, crossing one leg over the other, trying to pretend my pulse isn't doing gymnastics.The headmistress settles back into her chair, folds her hands, and then her gaze shifts to me."And you must be Mrs. Beaumont."I let out a snort so fast I almost choke on it."What?" I blurt, my eyebrows shooting up.At the same exact time, Zayne lets out an awkward chuckle, shaking his head. "No, no. Nope. Absolutely not."We start talking over each other like two idiots caught in a bad sitcom.I say, "Yeah, you're definitely mistaken, I'm not-"Z

Daddy vs. The World

(ZAYNE'S POV)I can't believe my ears. Two weeks. Two fucking weeks? I shake my head over and over, muttering, "No, no, no. This isn't right. Two weeks? Her exams are coming up!"The headmistress tilts her head and gives me an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Mr. Beaumont, but rules are rules. If we don't punish Brielle justly, what kind of message does that send to the other students? That they can beat up their classmates at the slightest inconvenience and get a slap on the wrist?"I sink back into the chair, defeated. My fingers grip the armrests and I grind my teeth."Two weeks..." I mutter again, my voice filled with disbelief."This is how it has to be," she continues. "I'm using your daughter to set an example so incidents like this won't ever happen again. Mr and Mrs. Ashford are kind enough not to press legal charges, but this situation could've gone differently if it were other parents.""Set an example, huh," I mutter under my breath, but I can hear the bitterness in my voice.

Warm Again

(ZAYNE'S POV)I pull into the courtyard and the engine whines down to silence. her small frame hunched over like she's carrying the weight of the world. God, I hate seeing her like this.I get out the car and call her name."Brie."She stops and turns to meet my eyes. I hold my arms out, and give her a smile."Come here," I say softly.She hesitates at first, then slowly, she walks into my arms and I scoop her up, pressing her head against my chest."I don't want you feeling sad anymore," I murmur into her hair, tightening my hold. "You're no longer grounded."She blinks up at me, those wide green eyes searching mine. "Really?"I smile. "Really.""But you have to promise me you won't do what you did today ever again.""I promise," she whispers.I set her down gently. "Now go on, head into the house." She gives me one last look and walks toward the front door, her shoulders still a little drooped but lighter than before. I straighten up, exhaling slowly.Aurianna steps in front of me w

Gold, Glitter & Old Flames

(AURIANNA'S POV)Zayne pulls the car into the parking space right outside Valen Couture and I swear my eyeballs glitch for a second. The building is massive, all glass and clean black marble, like it was designed to intimidate anyone who isn't a billionaire or born with a silver spoon lodged up their ass.We step out and immediately the cool breeze hits my legs. I tug my jacket closer, more out of habit than cold. Zayne falls into step beside me, sliding his hands in his pockets."This is the main store," he says casually, like we're walking into a grocery shop and not what looks like a fashion museum. "Cameron's family has locations across the States, Europe, and Asia. But this one? This is their flagship. The best clothes, the best shoes, accessories, whatever you need-it's right here."I snort. "You say that like I've ever been in a place like this before."He gives me a sideways look. "Haven't you?""No." I shake my head, staring up at the giant gold V logo over the doors. "I'm no

Dragging Zayne Beaumont

(ZAYNE'S POV)"Ex-girlfriend?" Aurianna repeats.Fuck.Of course she'd latch onto that word.I curse internally and stare up at the ceiling like maybe God will throw me a bone for once.Why her? Why now? Why in this damn store?"Yeah..." Diamond says, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. Her eyes slide over Aurianna, scanning her from head to toe. "I'm his ex-girlfriend."Aurianna smiles politely. "You're really pretty."Diamond beams. "Thank you."Aurianna blinks innocently and asks, "So... if you don't mind me asking, why did you two break up?"I almost groan out loud. Why would you ask that? Why?Nope. Doesn't matter. Too late. The damage is already done.Diamond tilts her head and looks at me like she's about to expose my dirtiest secrets."Well," she says sweetly, "Zayne's a nice guy. He knows how to make a woman feel wanted. Needed. Loved. If I'm being honest, I knew what I was getting into, I really did. But I still fell for him anyway."Diamond shrugs. "Not even a

Pretty Things & Bad Feelings

(AURIANNA'S POV)I stand in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection like I'm trying to decide if I look dangerously pretty or just pretty.The dress Zayne bought me fits too well. It hugs every curve like it was tailored on my body-snug at the waist, smooth over my hips, shimmering under the bedroom lights. My hair's already curled and styled to the side, makeup done-smoky eyes, glossed lips, nothing too dramatic or over the top.Once I'm satisfied with my face, I step away from the vanity and move to the bed.My heels wait for me in a box.I sit on the bed, open the box and I can't help but gawk at the heels again. They glitter like they're carved out of glass, catching every fleck of light.I slip them on and stand slowly, careful, testing the height. They feel perfect. I turn around and look at myself in the full-length mirror again.Yeah.I look good.I start to adjust the dress when someone knocks at the door."Come in," I call out.The door opens and Zayne walks in.The mom

Smile For The Cameras

(AURIANNA'S POV)The convoy rolls to a stop, and the entire street outside the venue lights up like someone just switched on a thousand suns.Flashes explode everywhere. People are screaming. Camera shutters go off so fast they sound like machine guns.My eyes widen. "Woah... Look at this crowd."Zayne just smirks like this is his natural habitat.The chauffeur opens his door first. Zayne steps out and I exhale, grab my purse and follow.The second my heels hit the pavement, the paps descend. They swarm around us like vultures spotting fresh meat."Oh my-I can't see anything," I mutter, shifting closer to Zayne instinctively. My hand finds the crook of his arm on its own as I tighten my fingers around my purse. The security detail forms a wall around us, ushering us forward."ZAYNE! ZAYNE!""This way!""Mr. Beaumont, look here!"I wince at the loudness of the screams. My brain literally feels like it's vibrating.Once we're inside the venue, the noise finally muffles. The doors shut b

Front Row Frenzy

(AURIANNA'S POV)The second I walk in, I gasp.The venue looks like Cameron reached into a fairytale, stole its heart, and then charged everyone ten grand a seat to witness the result.The runway is the first thing that grabs my attention. It's a long, mirrored path that looks like a river, catching every bit of light and throwing it back in soft ripples. At the end of it, there's a massive iron gate shaped like the entrance to some enchanted garden, twined with metal roses glowing faintly gold.Overhead, crystal chandeliers hang at different heights, shaped like falling droplets suspended mid-air. As I move, the crystals catch the light and throw tiny rainbows around the room. It's dramatic. It's extra. But it's perfect for Valen Couture.Above everything floats a huge installation of roses, peonies, and orchids in blush, champagne, and deep red. No visible wires. Just a cloud of flowers hanging overhead like some romantic fever dream.The crowd buzzes with fashion people holding the

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