Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Forbidden Desire(One contract. One rule): Bab 51 - Bab 60

Ethan’s povAlex suddenly pushed me against a smooth surface and I gasped as his body pressed against mine. He was so warm, so solid, and I could feel his muscles rippling beneath his shirt.“I’m going to make you feel so good,” he said, his voice low and husky. He leaned down, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. His tongue pushed into my mouth, exploring every inch of me. I moaned, my hands clutching his shoulders as I tried to pull him even closer.He broke the kiss, his lips moving down my neck. “Alex,” I breathed, my head falling back against the wall.He nipped at my skin, his teeth scraping across my throat. I moaned, arching against him. His hands were everywhere, touching me in places I had never been touched before. I could feel my body responding to his touch, my cock growing harder and harder.His hands moved down my sides, his fingers gripping my hips. He pulled me away from the wall, walking me back towards the couch and I fell onto the soft surface.He followed

Ethan’s povThe first thing I noticed when I woke up was the cold air and the soreness on my body.I turned over to my back groaning. My body aches, not from pain but from memory, every nerve remembering the way Alex held me the night before, the way he took everything I had and made me want to give more. I stare at the ceiling for a long time, feeling empty.He didn’t stay even though I asked him to. Even though my voice begged in a way that still embarrasses me when I think about it…….he still walked away. No hesitation, no looking back. After everything that happened, after the way he made me surrender last night, how could he leave without a second thought? Maybe I was stupid to think that last night meant something more than what it was…..a reminder that my body belongs to him.It shouldn’t hurt this much, but it does. How am I supposed to betray him after that? How can I help in destroying the man who makes me feel things I’ve never felt before?I throw on a robe and walk into t

Ethan’s povI slammed the door as I entered my room leaving Alex in the living room. My chest burns as I try to hold back the tears that threatens to fall. I thought I had no more of that left, but they come anyway, slow and heavy, rolling down before I can stop them.I press the back of my hand to my mouth, trying to keep the sound in. I do not want to cry for him……not for Alex. Not for the man who just stood there, silent, while Michael touched him.My mind keeps replaying the scene. Michael buttoning his shirt. Alex standing there half dressed, looking like he and Michael just fucked. He didn’t deny anything, he didn’t even try to. He looked through me as if what I felt didn’t matter.It shouldn’t hurt this much. I knew what this was, this was just a contract affair and he is free to do whatever he wants. Still, it feels like someone is peeling the skin off my chest. My hands shake when I reach for the glass of water on the nightstand. The water trembles when I lift it spilling ove

Ethan’s pov“What was that about?”The words slipped out before I could stop them. I leaned back in my chair, the taste of coffee lingering on my tongue as Helena’s perfume still floated faintly in the air even though she was gone. She had left after a few minutes, smiling after exchanging numbers with me with promises to go out sometime.My father smiled, stirring his cup like a man who did nothing wrong.“What do you mean?” he asked smoothly faking innocence. “She’s pretty, isn’t she?”I studied his face, trying to find something that hinted that he was joking. “I’m not talking about her being pretty. I’m talking about that entire performance. The whole act, the coincidence of her just showing up the same time I’m here” He chuckled, “You’re overthinking it, son. It’s just a nice coincidence and as for the act, you will be managing the company soon anyway. I’m just helping you make useful connections. Those weren’t lies I told her, they were anticipations of truth.”He leaned forw

Alex’s povThe conference room was finally empty, but I hadn’t moved from my seat. The air still carried the stench of betrayal and expensive cologne. Victor sat at the other end of the table, his legs crossed, his fingers pressed together like a man who believed he had just won a game. The other board members had all left leaving behind the faint echo of their nervous whispers.The whole thing had been a circus. A carefully staged ambush under the disguise of a board meeting.Victor had called it himself. He stood there with his fake smile, listing reasons I was no longer “fit” to lead my own company. The Havelock mess, the press scandals and the financial drop. His tone was polite, almost sympathetic, but the intent was sharp enough to draw blood.The arrogance of it almost made me laugh. I leaned back, my eyes on him. “What part of silent partnership do you not understand in your contract Victor?”“I don’t remember the contract saying I can’t call a meeting to vote for a change of