All Chapters of 70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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SHE HOLDS POWER IN THEIR LIFE

ARIA POV "I hope you are rolling in your grave, Brianna." Carolina freezes. She only then realizes she has spoken the last part aloud. For a moment, she feels exposed. Fortunately, Lora is completely zoomed out, trapped in her own mind, terrified of how Jamie will react if he crosses paths with Aria. For the past four years, Lora and Jamie's relationship has been anything but smooth sailing. Jamie tried to break things off multiple times. And every single time, Lora held him down by dangling the industry connections and career opportunities he would lose if he left her. She hates it. She cannot understand why Aria still holds such power in their life. Aria has nothing to her name except that hauntingly bewitching face—a face Jamie cannot seem to forget, no matter how hard Lora tries to fill the empty space in his life. Lora always assumed they would project the perfect, love-struck image she used to see between Jamie and Aria. Instead, her reality is an exhausting cyc

BURNING FOR HIM

ARIA'S POV I’m in the bedroom, zipping up the last bag of essentials Remy will need for his upcoming hospital stay.From a distance, I hear Remy’s sweet voice.“...Mamie, I also had ice cweam yesterday.”He toddles into view, holding his tablet with both hands, the screen looking far too large for his tiny grip.He stretches a hand toward me, and I lift him onto the bed so he can join me.“Régine! Enfin, tu réponds!” Regine! Finally, you answer!I smile the moment my grandmother’s voice fills the screen.“Mamie…” I breathe out, the word softer than I expect.Her face comes into focus, and a familiar tightness grips my chest. This is the woman who held me together when everything else broke.“Ma chérie, you look thin,” she says at once, her brow furrowing. “Are you eating well?”I laugh softly. I am always looking thin to her. “I’m fine, Mamie.”“Hm, hm,” she replies, clearly unconvinced.Suddenly, two more heads pop into the frame, crowding the camera.“REGINE!”“Aline, move—let me

HOW DARE HE?

“What the actual fuck! Where do you say my luggage is moved to?” I seethe into the receiver, the words slipping out before I can stop them. Three years and counting of carefully avoiding curses, gone in a single breath all because of Noah King. I’m just grateful Remy isn’t here to hear it. “Ma’am, Mr. King asked us to—” I can't even hear the rest of what the luggage handler is saying. My head feels so hot I will not be surprised if smoke starts coming out of my ears. How dare he? What gives him the right to redirect my things without saying a word to me? Yesterday, I finished packing mine and Remy’s belongings to move into the apartment Uncle Mike secured. Remy also got admitted too. He will be staying for a week or maybe more for the pre-surgery stage—the conditioning phase, as the doctors call it. I am allowed to stay with him as long as I follow the strict hygiene. I read him one of his favorite books —The Very Hungry Caterpillar. He was very excited but

HOW DARE SHE?

NOAH'S POV I had not felt this off-balance in years. I'd powered through every meeting in Italy at double speed, cutting deals short and pushing my team to wrap things up faster than usual. All so I could get back sooner. Being away from Aria for those days sat badly with me, even though I had only just met her again. Worse, the little woman hadn't reached out once in the few days I was gone. No call. No messages. Very Aggravating. “Have she settled in?” I asked Falcon the moment the jet’s wheels touched the tarmac. Instead of heading to the office like I normally would, I told the driver to take us straight to the mansion. “Yes, sir. Matteo mentioned Miss Aria was a little… upset earlier.” A low chuckle escaped me. Little. My firecracker had probably been ready to explode, cheeks flushed red, eyes blazing. I almost wished I had been there to see it. She looked damn cute when furious, it was why I used to push her buttons just watching her lose that prist

WHY SHOULD I LET YOU GO, THOUGH?

ARIA'S POV MATURE CONTENT AHEAD My eyes flutter open, everything is hazy. Then I feel warm lips press firmly against mine. Noah's. His gaze locks onto me, dark and intense, like a predator who’s finally cornered its prey making me shudder involuntarily. I should push him away. Instead, heat floods through me as his mouth moves with raw hunger, claiming every breath I try to take. His hand slides under the edge of my camisole, palm hot against my skin, and cups my breast. When his fingers find my nipple and pinch hard, a sharp gasp escapes me. He uses it instantly, deepening the kiss, tongue stroking deep and possessive until my head spins. I feel dizzy. Overwhelmed. Every nerve lights up under his touch, and my body arches into him before my mind can catch up. My hands press against his chest, half fighting, half holding on as his weight pins me deeper into the mattress. Air becomes a luxury I can’t quite catch. He finally pulls back just enough for me t

WHATEVER YOU WANT

His eyes roam down my body, dark and hungry. “Do you? Why should I let you go though?” I didn't respond just meeting his gaze. “Fine. But you owe me. Something important. No backing out or pretending like you don't remember this time.” Memories of broken promises from college came through my mind. I nod, swallowing hard. “Whatever you want.” He gets up from the bed and straightens his shirt with maddening ease, and grace. His tie is loosened, his blue shirt slightly creased, and it only makes him look more put together somehow, more dangerous. “You said it yourself, Aria. Don't forget that.” I almost took it back. What am I getting myself into? But before I can speak, he continues. “Dress up. We’ll leave soon.” His tongue darts out to wet his lips as he heads for the door. The moment he’s gone, I let out a long breath. I head straight for a cold shower, letting the water cool the fire still burning under my skin. Then I change into a simple, modest gown and pack a fe

BROKEN PROMISES (1)

SIX YEARS AGO FLASH BACK Aria hated this place but she had come anyway. For Jamie. The pulsing bass, the thick smell of alcohol and sweat, the way some men stared like she was something to devour. Jamie had been distant for days now. His modeling gigs kept pulling him away, and she hadn’t seen him properly in nearly a week. Their four to five times daily communication has also reduced significantly to barely twice in a week. She tried his number again. Straight to voicemail. As usual Dejected, she turned to leave. The stares were getting too bold. She collided hard with a solid chest. A hand shot out, steadying her before she could stumble. “Careful, princess.” the voice drawled, low and amused. Aria doesn't even need to think twice. It is unmistakably, Noah. That was his annoying voice and only him called her princess. For some reasons. Before she could reply, the voice continued. “I'm going to start thinking you are running into me on purpose.” Aria stepped

FUCK ARIA! WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING?

ARIA’S POV I leave the hospital after noon after I confirmed from the nurse that Jeremiah was doing okay. He doesn't resist much, too engrossed with the folktales Luna is telling him. Matteo had arrived around 9 this morning with a food pack from Mira and a young lady who had Mira’s vibe. “Hi! Gosh you are so beautiful! Mom’s been talking about you nonstop. I’m great with kids, I promise.” She said smiling brightly. “This is Luna, Mira’s last daughter ” he said, confirming my hunch. “Mr. King said he talked to you about it. He said she could help look after Jeremiah, if you're comfortable with that.” His words pull me back to Noah’s messages from the night before. ~LAST NIGHT~ I had been curled up with Remy, reading his favorite bedtime story, when my phone lit up. I ignored the chime, to finish tucking him in as sleep claimed him. Only later, as I finally settled into bed myself, did I remember the notifications. Noah’s name sat at the top of my chat list wi

SIGHT FOR SOUR EYES

CHAPTER 30 SIGHT FOR SOUR EYES ARIA'S POV The day slips by in a pleasant blur. I savor the chance to unwind as the stylist worked efficiently. Doing a quick pedicure, shaping my nails and curling my hair. “You have such a wonderful skin.” Rose murmurs again, her voice warm with admiration. “Like a porcelain doll.” Emily nods as she arranges loose curls around my face. “Most women spend thousands chasing this kind of glow. You simply wake up with it. I’m genuinely envious.” I laugh, genuinely flattered by their praise. “I do put in the effort to maintain it.” “Even Miss Stephanie’s skin couldn’t compare—” Emily gives Rose a subtle nudge, and the words die on her lips. Apparently, I'm not supposed to know whatever Rose was about to share but the name Sephanie sounded so familiar but nothing came to mind. If it is important, I will remember later. By seven in the evening, we wrap up. I stand before the full-length mirror and take in the reflection. The black d

FIRST SHOWDOWN

ARIA’S POVThe door swings open, and time seems to move in slow motion.Everything stills as I come face-to-face with Lora—my nemesis since the day my father brought her and her mother into our home, just weeks after my own mother’s death. She was a poisonous green snake, a liar who tries at every turn to snatch away everything my mother left me. She even extended her claws to my ex-boyfriend.“Here she is,” Jessica says scornfully, breaking the icy tension. Her eyes drag over me with disdain. “You should have seen her outside, Lora. If you had come earlier, you would have seen the shameless red-carpet walk she pulled with Mr. King.”As Jamie’s little sister, she spent years making my relationship with her brother miserable. Now, she hovers beside Lora like a loyal shadow.So, this is the ‘type’ of sister-in-law she wants? No wonder I wasn't enough no matter what I did. I must say they truly deserve each other.I once despised this pair more than anything in the world, but seeing t

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