All Chapters of Exclusive Privilege: The Billionaire’s Toy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lucien’s POVI blinked my eyes open, confused by the unfamiliar weight across my chest. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, golden and bright, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Morning. I'd slept through the night. Completely. Without waking once.Then I looked down.North was curled against me, his head on my shoulder, one arm draped across my chest, his leg thrown over mine in sleepy possessiveness. His breathing was even, his face relaxed in sleep, vulnerable in a way I'd never seen before.My heart stuttered. I'd never woken up with anyone. Never allowed it. Sex was a transaction, a physical release, nothing more. Cuddling was for couples, for people who needed comfort, for people who weren't me.But as I lay there, feeling the weight of him, the warmth of his skin against mine, something shifted inside me. A strange calm settled over me, a sense of rightness that was both comforting and terrifying.North stirred, his eyelids fluttering open. He blinked sleepily, foc

Lucien’s POVAnd one single day without him.That was all it took to send my patience to hell.It was absurd.Completely irrational.Yet the more I tried to focus on my work, the more my mind drifted back to the same thought.North.I was supposed to travel three days ago.A scheduled trip to Dubai, followed by meetings in London. Important meetings that had been on the calendar for months.I postponed them.Then, I postponed them again.No logical explanation.No real reason.Except for the simple fact that I could not seem to remove North from my mind.The boy had attached himself somewhere deep in my instincts like a parasite.Or perhaps a leech was the better comparison.Something that clung stubbornly to the body and refused to let go.The craving was ridiculous.Insatiable.An hour later, Sefon walked into my office without bothering to knock.He rarely did.Despite being my closest friend, he was still my business partner first and foremost, and business was the reason he was h

North’s POVHe had too much influence over me.Too much power.And I hated that.I didn’t grow up with abusive parents. My mother had always been gentle, my father patient and warm. Words had always mattered in my house, so cruel ones still could sting.I had worked under rude bosses before, too.Men who yelled, insulted, and threatened.But their words never stuck.They were just jobs.Lucien was different.Hearing a billionaire calmly tell you that you were replaceable hit a nerve that was hard to ignore.That had to stop.I needed to remember who was really in control here.Not him.Me.Jeremy dropped me off two streets away from my house like he always did.Discretion.The car drove away before I even reached the corner.It was still early in the day.I knew East and my other siblings would be in school by now, and thanks to the pressure I had been putting on her lately, Mom had finally agreed to put Stormie in preschool. She needed the rest anyway, especially with my father needi

North’s POVHe had the kind of face people noticed when he walked into a room.The kind that made strangers stare a second longer than necessary.“Sean…”Before I could say anything else, he leaned forward and kissed me.It wasn’t hesitant either.His lips pressed against mine deeply, confidently, like he had been waiting a long time to do it.My brain froze.By the time I reacted, he had already pulled away.Sean grinned, dimples appearing in both cheeks.“At least I can say I kissed the hottest man I’ve ever known,” he shouted over the music. “Even if he slaps me.”He straightened and lifted his chin like he was bracing himself.“Go ahead,” he added. “I’m waiting.”But I didn’t slap him.Instead I bit my lower lip, guilt creeping slowly into my chest.Because the truth was…I deserved that.I had led Sean on for months.We talked almost every day back then. Texts, calls, stupid memes in the middle of the night. He had been patient, kind, always respectful.Then one day he asked me t

North’s POV“…that’s the deal I took,” I finished quietly.The words sat heavily between us.For a second, I actually wished the ground would split open and just swallow me whole.Jules didn’t say anything.Not immediately.She just stared at me, processing.Seconds stretched.Then—“So what I’m hearing,” she said slowly, “is that you’re with a billionaire who fucks good and pays good, and all you have to do is not fall for him, and your family becomes debt-free?”My eyes widened for a split second.Then I laughed.Of course, that was her takeaway.Only Jules could reduce something this complicated into something that simple.“That about sums it up,” I admitted, leaning back slightly. “Aside from the people who now hate me because it looks like I’ve become a favorite.”“Mmm,” she hummed, unconcerned. “As if you care.”She wasn’t wrong.I didn’t care.Not about them.Not about whatever silent competition they thought we were in.If they wanted him, they could have him.I wasn’t possess