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Mr. Bossy Billioanaire and I Chapter 79
Chase leaned his head back on the headrest once he’d boarded his plane and closed his eyes, wishing he could close off his thoughts as well. The truth was, he could have sent someone else to Paris, but he needed some distance to sort out a few things in his head. Why was everything suddenly so complicated? He had a filthy headache and a gut full of worry over Amaya and her many questions. Of course, he meant that he said to stop acting, and he was stupid enough to even suggest it. He wanted her to not act but to treat him like a real husband and not glare at him when no one was watching.Yes, they shared wonderful moments on the yacht, and it was a memory he would never be able to forget. For once, he had forgotten his thirst for vengeance, yet here he was again, searching for it.Now it unnerved him how easily likeable and wonderful Amaya was. Now he’d upset Amaya over her brother. Besides, he didn’t want to live in her territory of beautiful, lustful nights, warm beds, and warm meal
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Chase frowned. “Tell me about what?” A muscle tightened in the lower quadrant of his jaw.He thought sleeping with Amaya again was a bad idea, but he couldn't help himself.Not that there’d been much sleeping involved. Their cataclysmic honeymoon had changed everything.“About Tommy,” she said, tugging his hand as she sat at the couch’s edge, leaving Chase no option but to follow.And follow he would, to the ends of the earth if she asked, for the last few days had shattered any illusions he had about this marriage being all business.With every kiss, with every caress, and with every gut-wrenching moan, she’d stripped away the years, catapulting him straight back to a time he was so crazy for her he couldn’t see straight.Nothing had changed—absolutely nothing.Even that was a lie.A few years ago, he’d been a fool, kidding himself; all he felt for Amaya was lust.Now he knew the truth.What they’d shared had never just been about lust; it was more than that, so much more.And their
Mr. Bossy Billioanaire and I Chapter 81
It had been weeks since Amaya's confession, yet Chase still felt the pain in her eyes as he closed the door behind him that day. He had been ignoring her since then; he didn't even bother to see Tommy. Just yet. It was shocking; he had never anticipated nor thought of the possibility, but he was lying to himself if he wouldn't admit that somehow, deep inside him, he longed for Tommy to be his.Amaya betrayed her. She kept Tommy away from him for so long. She knew that he didn't want a child. He was an heir to his father's curse, but was he sad? was he disappointed? He didn't think so. He was just confused.He knew the risk of telling him the truth, yet the ache inside him still bothered him so much that he wanted nothing but to turn back time. Could he even do that? That was impossible. Could he forgive Amaya?Yes.Was he a hypocrite?Yes.So he decided to talk to her today. Going to his mansion again wasn’t the most constructive thing to do, Chase thought, considering the little fixa
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To hell with her common sense. Amaya thought. To risk or not to risk her heart again. It doesn't matter now. All she ever wanted was to forget her problem with her father.“Chase…”Her wanton plea made his hard-on throb as he lifted her top, ducked his head, and captured an erect nipple between his teeth, plucking at the lace covering it. Her low moans fired him to flick the clasp and allow the tempting lushness to fall into his hands.But the garden had other ideas, as the raucous cackle of a nearby kookaburra pierced the silence and reminded him of where they were.Reluctantly tugging her top down, he brushed a soft kiss against her lips. “Maybe we can talk more later?”She nodded her head. To hell with her pride.“I think so.”“Good, but you used to love those damn birds. Too bad this one has shocking timing.”She laughed, a clear, joyous sound that had him chuckling right along with her. “Remember the time we made out the first time we met?”“Can we change the subject?”He took a
Mr. Bossy Billioanaire and I Chapter 83
Chase did the one thing guaranteed to blow away the cobwebs of confusion, threading his thoughts into a muddled jumble.He hit the road.Slamming his visor down, he glanced over his shoulder, let out the throttle, and savoured the roar of the motorbike as he pulled out onto the open highway.It had been way too long since he’d done this.Putting his past behind him came at a price, and while slaving his guts out to make a success of his business, he missed the simple things in life. Like making pasta from scratch, cooking the rich, creamy sauces his Nana had shown him, growing the herbs to complete any good meal, taking off on a whim, and riding as far as a tank of petrol lasted.And Amaya.He’d missed her more than he’d ever imagined and hadn’t known how much until she’d strutted back into his life with her fancy suits and stellar child.The simple life—he'd had it once but had moved on. For what? Fame? Fortune? To impress a bunch of rich people who hadn’t given him the time of day u
Mr. Bossy Billioanaire and I Chapter 84
The next day, Amaya reread the same paragraph for the fifth time before leaping up from the keyboard. It was her promotion. And now she doesn't know what to do or how to feel.Her son and her work had succeeded in distracting her from losing Chase before, but it wasn’t doing a thing for her now. She’d scanned her emails, managed to form coherent replies for the important ones, read the documentation Allen had forwarded from Human Resources, and toyed with an idea to grab the lucrative contract.All perfectly stimulating stuff she would normally thrive on, but today she couldn’t concentrate for more than a few seconds at a time, her mind constantly drifting to Chase. To their son, and to their marriage, to their relationship.Where was he?What was he thinking?Why had he run out on her when they needed to discuss this like two normal people?She understood that he needed time. But the fact that he’d barely spoken since she’d dropped her bombshell didn’t bode well.Bombshell? She’d det
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Amaya paused on the threshold of her father’s room, focusing on the man who had made her life a living hell, propped up in bed.He didn’t deserve this; no one deserved to suffer like this, mind and body wasting away, sapped of dignity, no matter what their sins.She’d rushed here out of what? Obligation? Caring? It certainly wasn’t love. He’d wiped away any semblance of that emotion the first time he’d raised his hand to her. She also paid him. So what was she doing here anyway?”Taking a deep breath, she stepped into the room.Whatever sense of familial duty had made her come, she didn’t want to stay. If he hadn’t wanted to broach the gap between them a few weeks earlier, there was no way things would’ve changed now. If anything, being incapacitated would sour his mood further, and she had no intention of bearing the brunt of his temper. Never again.“Father?”She tiptoed to the bed, reaching a hand out to touch his arm before letting it fall to her side when he turned his head sligh
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hase could’ve wasted time and energy cursing Amaya’s father, but instead, he put his plan into action.When he’d initially heard what Amaya had said—that he’d wanted the old man dead—his hatred obliterating the temporary guilt of his visit might have caused another stroke.The old man was vile, determined to ruin his own daughter’s happiness. What sort of father did that to his only child, trying to wreck their relationship?He knew from his private investigator that the old man was a menace and Chase had never been his favourite, especially when he’d started making it big in the district, but what about Amaya? Didn’t the old guy love her at all?Probably not!Something niggled at his conscience, wedged like a spur, digging and needling—something about Amaya not knowing his father. And he sighed. Just like his own father, her father didn't deserve her kindness.He’d put it down to her father not giving a damn about her, not bothering to inform Amaya about something so trivial in his h
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