All Chapters of 70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

41 Chapters

MY BOYFRIEND'S ENGAGEMENT TO MY STEPSISTER

ARIA'S POV Some people get to see their world fall apart slowly. They have time to get ready for the crash. I didn't get that chance. My life didn’t fall apart slowly. It collapsed in one night. The night my boyfriend announced his engagement to my stepsister. And somehow… I was the only one who didn’t see it coming. ☆~☆ FOUR YEARS AGO ☆~☆ The ballroom was suffocating. The air felt thick with the heavy scent of expensive perfume and champagne. All around me, crystal glasses clinked in a deafening rhythm. People were moving from group to group, smiling tightly while their eyes were subtly judging everyone. I could hear them whispering to each other comparing who had the expensive clothes, whose handbag cost more than a car, who looked out of place. These people are fucking deadly than parasites. For once, I was just glad I wasn't wearing my usual oversized sweats and a baggy t-shirt. I looked down at my dress running my hands over the deep purple fabric. It wa

INTO THE FIRE

ARIA'S POV The ultimate power couple. That's what they call them. A bitter taste filled my mouth as Jamie and Lora looked at each other with loving eyes on that stage. Seeing how perfectly they fit each other felt like a blow to my chest, a pain so deep I literally wanted to rip my heart out just to make it stop. The applause continued, turning into a roaring wave that filled the room. I was breaking apart in the middle of a crowded room, but no one seemed to notice. All around me held the discussion of the newly engaged course. I caught snippets of conversations— “Oh, finally!”, “I knew it was her all along!” and “They look so cute together.” People were expecting this? They knew? How did everyone in this room know about this except me, one of the party involved? Jamie didn’t look in my direction. He didn't dare to. I willed him to, begged him with my burning eyes to give some kind of any... explanation to... this. He knew where I was, I was ten thousand percent cer

BURNING FOR THE WRONG MAN

ARIA'S POV I dropped to my knees on the carpet of the suite, clutching my stomach. My breath came in short, ragged gasps.The room was turning upside down. I was drowning in waves of unnatural, terrifying heat that felt like it was cooking me from the inside out. My skin felt so hot it was actually starting to sting. Through the thick blur of my tears and the dizzying fog in my head, I saw a pair of bare feet standing right in front of me. Someone was in the room. With me. I tried to scramble backward, my hands scraping against the floor, but my body refused to obey. The heat had sunk too deep, locking my limbs in place. A large, overwhelming presence stepped closer, completely blocking out the rest of the world. My vision dragged upward. He was entirely naked except for a white towel hung low around his waist. His skin still damp, smelling like clean water, expensive cedar wood, and pure leather. A familiar, overwhelming scent. Large, strong hands reached down, w

THE MORNING AFTER

ARIA'S POV When the morning light hit my face, everything hurt. My head throbbed so hard I almost fainted right back onto the pillows. My limbs felt like lead, completely pinned down by a deep-seated ache and my lips were cracked, dry, and bitter. Parting them sent a sharp sting across my mouth. I blinked against the harsh sunlight, my vision slowly piecing the room together. It felt cold, empty and completely unfamiliar. I froze at that last thought. Where the hell was I? The soft, incredibly expensive texture of the sheets tangled around my body. My heart dropped leaving me completely breathless. I pulled the fabric down slightly. And I was totally naked. As naked as the day I was born. My breasts felt sore, and a throbbing ache remained deep between my thighs. The realization hit me like a punch. No. Please, God no. A choked sob caught in my throat. I forced myself up, my legs trembling as I swung them over the edge of the mattress. I had to press my hands hard against

BIRTHDAY PRESENTS

ARIA'S POV This wasn't an accident. Mario didn't have the brains or the motive to pull off something this huge alone. There was only one person ruthless enough to orchestrate this kind of public humiliation. Stepsister charming, Lora. Everything started adding up in my head. The two strange men who were tailing me in the corridor. She must have hired them to defile me, probably planning to record it so she could post it everywhere and destroy my reputation forever. How dare she? Who gave her the right to make plans about my body? She stole the man I loved, just like she takes every goddamn thing I own. But messing with my body was crossing a line she would deeply regret. And I wouldn't listen to any of my father's excuses this time. Enough is enough. I couldn't take a single second of this anymore. I had never missed having my mother around so much. Right now, I felt like an orphan. Honestly, sometimes I wished I was one. Having a totally biased, spineless father who alw

THE SHOW

ARIA'S POV The heavy front door clicked shut behind me. I stood on the smooth white marble floor of the foyer for a few seconds, to prepare myself before meetingtheir disgusting faces. Then I heard the laughter again. Louder this time. It was coming right from the dining room down the hall. Lora’s annoying, high-pitched giggle with my father’s deep voice. What a great, happy, bright morning. "Oh, Jay boo, stop it! You're spoiling me too much," Lora’s voice floated down the hallway as I walked in their direction, gagging at her words. "Dad, tell him he has to stop." "The boy knows how to treat his future wife, Lora," my father replied. I could hear the thick pride in his voice. It was never present when he addressed me. Ever. "He’s a good man." A wave of vomit hit the back of my throat. A good man indeed. The same man who left one sister for another. What a spectacular sense of morals. I stunmbled as I increased my pace wondering if the distance had always bee

GOING AWAY

ARIA'S POV “Then go,” my father growled, standing up from the table. “I disown you as my daughter.” “Don’t say that, dear…” Carolina fake-interjected. “No, Lina. Let her go.” He yelled at her. “You idiot!" He says addressing me. "Was I the one that asked him to dump you, Aria? If you had been a good girlfriend, would he have left you for your sister? You couldn't even accomplsh a simple thing as keeping your man happy, and now you are here talking down to me? You are acting the same way your mother did, just because she was providing for us during the short while I was broke! I can see you are really Brianna's daughter. Honestly, I wonder whose daughter you actually are. Because this was the same promiscuous way she acted when she was married to me, and now you are doing the same!" He pointed a shaking, furious finger at my body. "Look at you! Marks all over your body… shameless. Who did you go and sleep with last night?” I just stood there, watching my father throw

THE CHOICE

JAMIE'S POV From the center of the stage, even with the flashing cameras going off like gunfire, I still found her. Aria. And damn, she looked unreal. Aria had always been beautiful. Not just pretty but dangerously beautiful. People stare too long when they see her, I have to glare at them to show that she belongs. Even in my line of work, surrounded by models and actresses every day, no one ever came close. She was wearing a deep purple gown that hugged every curve of her body, showing off her soft skin and filling me with heat. She was mine. I wish could wrangle the neck of the men that kept stealing glances her, I wish I could claim her right in front of everyone. Aria remained oblivious to the look she was getting as always. Seeing her look that drop-dead gorgeous made a surge of possessive, male pride hit my chest. I knew she designed the clothes herself just like she did the silk purple tie which was currently lying in my pocket. My chest tightened as I looked down

FEELING LOST

JAMIE'S POV A blinding rage consumed me. I lunged forward, ready to throw my entire weight against Noah's door and break it wide open, but two heavy hands violently held me back. “Sir, step away. You can’t go in there.” My eyes flared with dangerous rage as I glared at the suit. “Get the hell out of my way before I make you move.” The guards didn’t budge a single inch. I could see from the corner of my eyes more of them approaching. Apparently, I am being labelled as a threat to their young master. They stood there like stone walls, completely unfazed by my threats. And their lapels bore the heavy silver crest of Noah's family. They weren't letting me through. My lungs squeezed so tight I could barely breathe. Noah. My best friend. The most dangerous, powerful man in our circle. Suddenly, a terrifying thought crawled into the back of my mind. I remembered the intense way Noah’s eyes always tracked Aria when he thought no one was paying attention. I remembered the way he a

I'M BACK

FOUR YEARS LATER PRESENT ARIA'S POV The crisp air outside John F. Kennedy International Airport hits me the moment I step out. Suddenly, a familiar loud screech cuts through the noise. "Aria! Oh my god, look at you!" Daisy throws her arms around me. She squeezes the breath right out of my lungs. Four years have changed her from a starting model into an international superstar. But she is still the same Daisy. A confident, blunt blonde bombshell who lives life exactly on her own terms. Today, she is a total vision in a white tank top and ripped jeans, putting her famous sexy curves on display. She looks down at my baby. "My little treasure! You look even more handsome than the last time I saw you." "Cool Godmother!" three-year-old Jeremiah pipes up from his stroller. He flashes her a bright, gap-toothed grin. "Wait till my hair grows back. I will be even more handsome." Daisy leans right down which is impressive with how high her heels are. She pinches his cheeks

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