Semua Bab Chasing Sensations: The Billionaire's Game: Bab 31 - Bab 36

-Calvin doesn’t kiss me back.For a few seconds, he simply lets me press my mouth to his, lets my fingers tighten in his shirt, lets me make an absolute fool of myself while he stands there doing precisely nothing to encourage me.My confidence begins to crumble.Shit.What if I’ve read this entire situation wrong? What if his little games have been nothing more than games, and I’ve just handed him the most humiliating victory of his life?I start to pull away, but then his hand closes around my waist, and he kisses me.The change is so sudden that I barely have time to register it. One moment, I’m withdrawing with what remains of my dignity. The next, he’s pulling me back against him, his mouth moving against mine with an urgency that knocks every coherent thought out of my head.My lips part and his tongue slips easily inside to find mine. A whimper spills from me as soon as they meet, like I’ve been waiting my whole life to feel this particular invasion. Aching for it, my whole bo

-Ariana--I don’t look up from the manuscript I’m flipping through even when the waitress returns with the order. My eyes narrow with each page, and I can feel my stomach tightening with every line I skim.Blowing out a breath, I drop the book and look at Susan, who sits across from me, nursing her coffee. “This is a completely different book.”Susan lowers her cup. Her blond hair falls around her shoulders, the ends dry from what looks like an overly aggressive blowout. Her weary blue eyes are framed by neatly shaped brows, and she’s wearing more makeup than I’m used to seeing on her.Outside our occasional Zoom meetings, I’ve looked through her social media enough times to know the makeup is unusual.I turn my attention back to the manuscript. “When you said you made changes, I didn’t think it was this drastic. Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”We’ve been talking for nearly twenty minutes without fighting over every other point. She mentioned making some changes. I just hadn’t reali

Ariana--“In ’94, I think. No, that’s not quite right...” Dad tips his head back, trying to remember. “’94? It was in March, ’94 or ’95. My memory’s getting rusty.”He continues. “The office in Milan shut down. Too many losses, too many debts. That’s when Matteo and I realized we weren’t compatible partners.”“What happened to him?” Calvin asks.“Oh, he was fine. He always landed on his feet, that one.” Dad chuckles, turning his wineglass between his fingers. “He went back to his family in Florence. I stayed in Milan for a while, trying to salvage what I could. We didn’t speak much after that.”He pauses, looking vaguely amused by the memory.“It’s funny, really. At the time, I thought I’d lost everything. The business, most of my savings, a friend I’d known for years. I was convinced I’d never recover from it.” He takes a sip. “I did recover, eventually. Made a few good deals, took a few risks. Turns out, some of the best decisions of my life were the ones that scared me half to dea