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Author: C.ELLICA
last update publish date: 2026-07-17 11:52:21

I stared at her, watching the effortless way she swallowed the bitter espresso, completely unfazed.

The sheer lack of guilt or memory on her face was driving me entirely insane. If I didn't test the waters right now, the burning curiosity was going to ruin my focus for the entire shoot.

"Well," I said, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my knees, deliberately lowering my voice to drop the casual boss persona.

"You certainly didn't seem to mind the vodka when you were raiding my hidden c
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  • The Billionaire's Unwritten Promises   33

    "AAARGH! Bloody hell!" Sean shrieked, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. He thrashed against the pillows, clutching at the air, his face turning a dramatic shade of purple. "Ouch! That freakingly hurt, Lyka! What the hell is wrong with you?!""What is wrong with me?!" I yelled, my voice shaking with a volatile cocktail of leftover panic and absolute fury. I leaned over him, my face inches from his, completely ignoring his cracked ribs as I jabbed a finger into his shoulder. "You got the nerve to lie there and flirt with a nurse after what you just put me through?! What the hell happened out there, Sean?! I told you to always be careful! I told you to watch your timing!"My voice cracked on the last word, a single, stray tear escaping my eye despite my rage. I hated how much I cared. I hated that while he was busy playing the charming bachelor, my heart had literally stopped beating.Sean’s dramatic grumbling died down instantly. He looked up at me, his dark eyes softening as

  • The Billionaire's Unwritten Promises   32

    The sound wasn't part of the pyrotechnics. It was a sickening, sharp snap of metal giving way.One of the secondary support beams on the far platform, weakened by the heat of the rigged explosions, suddenly groaned and buckled under Sean’s weight. He landed, but the steel flooring tilted at a violent forty-five-degree angle. He slipped. His hand scrambled for a grip, but the metal was slick with hydraulic fluid."Sean!" I screamed, the sound tearing out of my throat before I realized it was mine.He didn't have time to roll. He tumbled off the edge of the platform, a ten-foot drop onto the concrete floor littered with metal rigging and heavy lighting equipment.Thud.The silence that followed was absolute, deafening, and terrifying. The crew froze, the camera man kept filming out of pure, instinctual shock, and I didn't even think—I just ran."Sean!" I shrieked, sprinting past the safety barriers. I didn't care about the protocols, the set rules, or the contract. My heart was lodged

  • The Billionaire's Unwritten Promises   31

    Sean didn't look remorseful. In fact, as I stood there panting, my cheeks flushed bright red with fury, a slow, dangerously smug smirk began to pull at his lips. He took a slow step toward me, towering over me in the narrow hallway of the trailer."Oh, so you were watching," he murmured, his deep voice sliding into that smooth, gravelly register that made my stomach do a violent flip. "I thought you were far too busy enjoying your coffee to notice my performance, Mrs. McGregor.""This is not about my coffee, you arrogant wanker!" I hissed, my voice cracking slightly as I poked him hard in his chest, right where Victoria's fingers had been lingering. "You were out there practically letting the entire female population of California drape themselves over you! You have a ring on your finger!""It's a contract, Lyka. Isn't that what you told me?" Sean challenged, taking another step, backing me up until my spine hit the cool wood of the closed door. Damn it! This idiot! Way to hurt a gi

  • The Billionaire's Unwritten Promises   30

    A sudden, frustrated spike of adrenaline hit my chest. The gold ring on her finger was supposed to mean something, even if we had signed a contract. If she could get jealous over a staged lipstick mark in a trailer, why was she looking at me right now like I was a stranger standing at a bus stop?A petty, reckless thought took hold. If she wanted to play the detached, professional PA, I was going to push her buttons until she broke."Actually, Victoria, I think the collar is fine," I said, my voice dropping into a smooth, charming register that I knew carried across the quiet set. I didn't pull away from her hand. Instead, I leaned in slightly, flashing Christy a lazy, devastating smile. "And Aya, you look spectacular. How was your shoot?""Oh, it was exhausting, Sean," Aya squealed, instantly taking the bait and wrapping her hand around my bicep. "You absolutely must come to the wrap party tonight. I told the producers you'd be my guest.""Is that so?" I chuckled, deliberately lettin

  • The Billionaire's Unwritten Promises   29

    The next morning, I woke up to a sound I hadn't heard in my house for nearly a year: the quiet, comfortable clinking of silverware and the soft, happy humming of my son.When I stepped into the kitchen, the sight in front of me completely stopped me in my tracks. Something that had been blurry and guarded in my mind for years suddenly became crystal clear.Lyka was standing by the marble counter, and she looked more beautiful than I had ever seen her. There was no pristine, tailored corporate suit, no tightly pulled-back hair, and no hyper-efficient scowl. She was wearing a massive, oversized grey t-shirts that swallowed her small frame, dropping all the way past her thighs to meet a pair of ridiculous, fluffy slide-on slippers. Her dark hair was piled into a completely chaotic, messy bun on top of her head, with loose, wavy strands framing her face.At the island, Leo was sitting up straight, happily kicking his little legs while devouring a plate of bacon and scrambled eggs. Every

  • The Billionaire's Unwritten Promises   28

    "No! Sean," I hissed, leaning across the desk the second the judge stepped back to chat with Marcus. I poked his chest, ignoring the way his tailored suit jacket felt beneath my fingertips. "We agreed to never involve my family in this madness, remember? I don’t want them thinking this is some sweeping, true-love romance. They’re already naming my nephew after you! If they find out about a marriage—even a civil one—they’ll be planning a renewal of vows at St. Paul's Cathedral by Tuesday. No. We are not telling them about this contract."Sean rolled his eyes, a thoroughly amused smirk on his face. "Lyka, your mother already treats me like I’m her long-lost son. I don't think a piece of paper is going to change her aggressive hospitality.""You don't know the Forth family when a wedding is involved," I warned, though the heat in my face wouldn't die down.We officially signed the papers, the scratch of the fountain pen finalizing the one-year deal. After that, the tension broke into a

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