All Chapters of The Billionaire Who Knows My Secret: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Jalen's POVFirmly, not gentle, and he kissed me like he’d been waiting hours to do it. Slow at first, then deeper, tongue sliding against mine in a way that made my knees soften. He bit the back of my neck, gently and just right. I opened for him immediately, letting him take what he wanted. My hands found his chest, fingers curling into the crisp fabric of his shirt, feeling the hard planes beneath.He walked me backward until my calves hit the edge of the bed. Only then did he break the kiss, breathing steady while mine was already ragged. He peeled his jacket off, then my shirt, buttons slipping free one by one. When my chest was bare he dragged his palms down my ribs, thumbs brushing my nipples until they peaked, sharp and sensitive. I gasped quietly, involuntary, and he did it again, slower, watching my face. I reached for his belt. He let me undo it, let me push his trousers down just enough. His cock was already thick and heavy when I wrapped my hand around him. It was l

Kristofer’s POVI had not planned to attend the party, I had heard of it, I saw the invitation but I wasn't prepared to honour it. Parties weren't exactly my thing. My days ran on precision. Wake up before sunrise, workout at my home gym, get reports of the previous days dealings before breakfast. Meetings that pretended to be about numbers but were really about loyalty. Sometimes there would be violence and bloodshed, when it happened, it was contained, deliberate, never emotional. I had been trained into restraint the way other men were trained into ambition.Succession hovered over everything like a second atmosphere.My father had built the organization with blood and discipline, then died before he could see it fracture. Now the question of who would lead sat between us all, unspoken but omnipresent. I was the expected answer. Lucien was the alternative no one admitted to considering. Everyone knew he wanted my throne, word came out that he didn't believe I deserved it and

Jalen’s POV“Why are you acting like I don’t exist now?”Johnny said it like a joke, like something light, but his eyes didn’t match it.I didn’t answer. I kept my focus on the folded towels in my hands, counting them twice even though I already knew the number. The aftermath of what we did the night before sat on me like something I couldn’t scrub off. Not guilt. Not shame exactly. Just that hollow, used feeling, that he only came to me when he was horny, I felt dirty. Johnny drifted between cold silence and forced friendliness all day. One minute he was laughing too loud with another staff member, the next he was brushing past me without looking. Whatever we were had become fragile in a way I didn’t know how to fix without naming it, and naming it would have consequences I wasn't sure either of us were ready for. At the spa, things were shifting. I felt it in the air before anyone said anything. The staff whispered when they thought I couldn’t hear. Eyes stared. Kristofer’s na