81. A Breath Of Love

Kelly's POV I decided to stay at Dylan’s house before my parents arrived because I didn’t trust myself to sit alone and wait. If I had stayed in my apartment, I would have done nothing but stare at the clock and check my phone every two minutes. At least here there was noise, movement, something to distract me from how nervous and excited I felt at the same time.I stood in his living room looking at the throw pillows on his navy sofa. They were slightly tilted. I stepped forward, plumped the left one, and angled it against the armrest. Then I did the same to the right.“Are you planning to redecorate my apartment, or are you just torturing my furniture?” I didn't turn around, because I could hear the smirk in Dylan’s voice and I knew he was just teasing me on how nervous I was. When I finally turned, he was leaning against the kitchen island, a dish towel over his shoulder.“I’m not touching anything,” I said, adjusting the corner of the pillow again. “I’m fixing it.”“It was a

Last Updated : 2026-09-18

82. Playing With Fire

Kelly's POV The office felt normal when I walked in the next morning. I heard the steady hum of the printers and the low chatter of the receptionists. The air smelled like coffee that had been sitting on the warmer too long and I actually liked it. After the whirlwind of the last few days, the mundane sounds of the workplace felt like a gift.I dropped my bag on my desk and pushed the power button on my computer. While the system dragged its feet, I caught my reflection in the dark monitor. I looked... rested. That was the word for it. My skin was clear, and the dark circles under my eyes had faded. My mother would be happy to see it.I was halfway through revising a budget when I felt a shift in the air. I didn't have to look up to know Michael was standing there. My body had learned the heavy, rhythmic sound of his footsteps. He slowed down as he reached my desk, resting one hand on the edge of the partition."We’ll have a late meeting tonight," he said. His voice was quiet, an

Last Updated : 2026-09-19

83. Keeping Up The Facade

Kelly’s POVI got to Dylan’s house later than I'd planned, the sky was already dark and the entrance light was glowing warm against the front steps, I refused to feel ashamed for the reason why I was late. As I got to the door, I could hear voices from inside before I even unlocked the door. Laughter spilled through, loud and familiar, making my chest loosened in a way it never did at work.As I walked in, the smell hit me first. It had a delicious scent of garlic, onions and some herbs, something was roasting in the oven, and it smelled like home. My mother was at the stove with an apron tied too tightly around her waist, stirring a pot like she was fighting with it, and my father stood at the counter pretending to help, which mostly meant stealing pieces of food when she wasn’t looking. Dylan on the other hand, leaned against the fridge, scrolling through his phone.“There she is,” my dad announced the second he saw me. “The working woman.”My mother turned, and her face lit up.

Last Updated : 2026-09-20

All Chapters of One Night And A Billionaire Obsession : Chapter 81 - Chapter 83

81. A Breath Of Love

82. Playing With Fire

83. Keeping Up The Facade