All Chapters of SECRETS OF A BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The villa was exactly the kind of place Luke would find himself in within a few hours of arriving somewhere new. There was music, laughter, and strangers who had met only hours ago but were already acting like old friends.Rivera stepped inside with Luke and Reagan behind her, and for the first time since the hill, she tried to convince herself that she could simply enjoy the night.She didn’t want to think about the kiss, the way Reagan had looked at her afterward, or the way her heart had betrayed her by reacting before her mind did.Luke’s new friends immediately noticed them the moment they entered. They looked at Reagan and Rivera, then at each other, and one of them laughed.“Okay, I have to ask. Are you two actually real?”Rivera looked confused. “What?”The woman smiled. “You both look like you walked out of some movie. I’m just saying.”“I've never seen a more perfect looking couple ever!” the other woman exaggerated.“You must be Rivera and Reagan,” the only man among them s

Rivera spent time talking and laughing with Jake at the poolside. She simply wanted to feel free again, but freedom was difficult when her heart was still somewhere else. Jake kept an obviously interested eye on her.May, Crystal, Reagan and Luke soon joined them with Crystal dragging Reagan over. The villa was pulsing with a chaotic energy as they all gathered again. The music was louder and the crowd had swelled.Crystal leaned back with a devilish grin. “You know what this vibe needs?” she asked, twirling a strand of her hair. “Truth or dare.”Reagan immediately objected. “Nothing good ever comes out of that game.”“Hmm, talking from experience?” May questioned with a raised brow.“He's scared,” Luke said laughing.“He doesn't look like he scares easily. Don't tell me you're a coward, because that'd be a waste of that perfect face,” Crystal teased.Reagan shook his head like he was handling his much younger friends, even though he's not that much older than them.“You know he's the

The morning after the party was different. The music had stopped hours ago, but there was still carried traces of the night before. There were empty glasses on tables, and plastic cups and seats lying all over the floor.The moment Rivera stepped out onto the gravel driveway and saw Reagan waiting by the car, she nodded greetings to him and immediately put her shades on. She didn't make a scene, throw a furious glance his way or stomp past him in a display of anger. She simply joined Luke in the front seat.Luke was driving today, and Rivera should have joined Reagan in the back seat, but he wasn't surprised when she joined Luke in the front. He simply shrugged and got in.Rivera knew she wasn't trying to punish him with her silence, she just wanted to simply avoid him in the meantime, just until things didn't feel so awkward again and they could return to how they used to be.He didn’t try to force his way through her resolve. But now he was beginning to understand that Rivera wasn’t

The next morning, Rivera woke up to the sound of wind moving through the trees outside her window.For a few seconds, she forgot where she was. Then she looked around. There was the wooden furniture, the old curtains she remembered picking with her father when she was a teen, and the familiar cracks in the ceiling she used to stare at whenever she couldn’t sleep.She was in her childhood room. It was strange how a place could remain exactly the same while the person returning to it had changed completely.She sat up slowly, looking around. On the bedside table was a small framed photograph she hadn’t noticed the night before. It was her and her father, years ago. She was probably seven, missing one front tooth, holding a tiny wooden horse with the biggest smile on her face.She smiled before she could stop herself. Then she got up and walked downstairs. The house was already awake. She found Luke sitting at the kitchen counter drinking coffee while Robert read the newspaper.“Good mor

Robert sat across from her in his study, his hands wrapped around a glass he barely touched.For the first time since she arrived, Rivera noticed how different he looked when he wasn’t smiling at her. The warmth was still there, but there was something else too, something that felt like guilt.“So, where do I start?”“Start from the beginning,” she said quietly.Robert looked at her. “You’re sure?”“No more pieces, Dad. No more protecting me from the truth. I’m tired of not knowing why my entire life feels like there’s a missing chapter.”A short silence followed as though he was contemplating whether to really tell her everything. Then he finally decided.“I'll just say this Rivera before I start. Whatever I did was for your own good even if it sounds like my own selfishness alone. So if you decide to cut me off after this conversation, I'd completely understand.”The serious look on his face when saying that made her know that he wasn't joking around. “Dad you're scaring me. How bad