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Chapter 162

์ž‘๊ฐ€: Rhoda Wrights
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Brielle's POV

Coffee. My savior. I stumble to the kitchen, brew a cup, and chug it down. Now I'm human, sort of. I scroll through my phone, check my schedule, and see that I've got an appointment with Dr. Lane later.

Ivy's been trying to reach me, but I've been conveniently unavailable. For a reason. I'm not investing in her therapist fan fiction. I've got a real-life storyline with Andrei, and that's where my focus stays.

Pope Moonlight on the pole? Just a little satire, don't @ me. The Pope's got enough on his plate, saving souls and whatnot. And Dr. Lane? He's an island of calm, not a stormy sea of scandal. Ivy's just casting her own wild net of imagination over the poor guy who's nose-deep in his notes, trying to decipher whatever scribbles are in there.

Dr. Laneโ€™s focus shifts, back to me. โ€œYou and Andrei. Iโ€™d like to know how things are going between you two. Are you getting along, or is there friction?โ€

โ€œWe're fine. Justโ€ฆcoexisting, I guess. Things have improved between u
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  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 163

    Brielle's POV The Aston Martin Vantage is parked curbside That glossy blue paint job is pure perfection. And thereโ€™s Andrei, his lean frame propped against the car like heโ€™s auditioning for a part in โ€˜The Fast and the Furious: Therapy Drift.โ€™ His effortless charm is on full display as he lounges against the carโ€ฆ Why, do I feel like a gas station hotdog next to his caviar-and-dom-perignon charm? Thatโ€™s right, Iโ€™m feeling like a greasy, no-frills piece of road trip sustenance compared to his gourmet level of sophistication and style. Heโ€™s the Maserati, and Iโ€™m the beat-up Honda Civic from the 90s. โ€œTook you longer than I expected.โ€ With I calming breath I query, โ€œNo heads-up, huh? Why's that?โ€ โ€œSeriously, Brielle? You're asking me why?โ€ โ€œDidn't you send me a text asking about my therapist choice?โ€ The passenger door swings open, and he steps back, his eyes never leaving the horizon. He's not even bothering to look at me, just stands there, holding the door. I'm thinkin

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    Brielle's POV โ€œWhat's going to happen?โ€ I ask. A simple query, yet one that stirs my heart to frantic rhythms. A faint sneer ghosts Andrei's lips as opens the car and steps out into the night air. I follow suit, Why? Because I'm dying to know what's gonna happen. The glint in his beautiful brown eyes is unmistakable, as mischievous as a raccoon raiding a trashcan, โ€œA war is coming, Brielle. A category 15 hurricane that's gonna rip our families apart. We're talking Corleones vs. Tattaglias, but instead of just guns and money, it's gonna be secrets and lies that kill us. You know how Tony Soprano's crew thought they were above the law? Yeah, our families are about to take that to a whole new level. You ready for that?โ€ I respond in kind, my tone tart with annoyance, while fighting the impulse to shake some sense into him." Are we reenacting The Godfather or something? Is someone gonna wake up with a severed horse head in their bed?โ€ My eyes narrow, daring him to feed me anot

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  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 165

    Andrei's POV Canโ€™t bear to see Brielle cry. It tears me up inside when sheโ€™s hurting, and I donโ€™t know what to call that feeling. It's something profound. Something so much stronger than just basic empathy or sympathy. I'd take a beating any day over seeing her hurt. โ€œIf you're willing to spend the rest of your life behind bars, Andrei, then you'd better have a plan for how I'm supposed to move on without you. How do I live without you by my side? You'd better have an answer because otherwise, I won't let you take that step.โ€ โ€œJail for life? You're jumping to conclusions.โ€ She shoots me an incredulous look. โ€œAre you seriously gaslighting me again?โ€ I laugh, the sound a little rough around the edges. "I'm talking forever with you, Brielle โ€“ but not the kind that involves parole officers or therapists' couches." Her head cants to one side, Her gaze skewers me, a sharp, pointed thing that demands an answer. โ€œAndrei, do you honestly believe that talking to someone about our

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  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 166

    Brielle's POV. Andreiโ€™s sweatpants could have fit two of meโ€”and the kitchen sink. Heโ€™s a big guy, but these pants were made for a grizzly bear on a beer bender. If I didnโ€™t cinch the drawstrings tight enough, Iโ€™d be wading in a sea of fabric, wearing a tent masquerading as sweatpants. Iโ€™m halfway through adjusting my shirt when I catch a glimpse of my him in the kitchen. Oh, dear lord. The man might as well be wearing oven mitts for hands. I reach for a bottle of water, partly because Iโ€™m parched, and partly to cover up the fit of giggles thatโ€™s about to erupt from my lungs โ€œYou okay, chef?โ€ I ask, trying to keep a straight face as I watch him fumble with the spatula. โ€œYeah, sure Brielle.โ€ He scratches his forehead, and I can practically see the sweat beading up. Poor baby's never looked so stressed. โ€œSure you've totally got this, Andrei?โ€ I survey the chaos, raising an eyebrow at the egg-astrophe. The shells are scattered everywhere and there's a bowl of what appears to be e

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  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 167

    Brielle's POV. Drying soap bubbles speckle Andrei's hands as he meets my eyes, โ€œWhat's so fascinating?โ€ โ€œIt's your charm, Mr. Carter, that's got me in a stare.โ€ His mouth curves into a sly, upward tilt, โ€œYou're not so bad yourself. Maybe we can stare at each other for a while and see who cracks first.โ€ Deep down, I'm thinking, 'Seriously, Mr. Carter? Are you not seeing this ensemble?' Perhaps he's just trying to be kind? Yeah, that must be it. After completing the dishes, Andrei takes a moment to dry his hands before wandering over to where I'm sitting, his pace leisurely. I stare at his bare feet, my brain momentarily fixated on the sight. โ€œWhy no shoes, Mr. Carter?โ€ โ€œWalking barefoot is like a yoga practice. Builds up the balance, strengthens the soles, and gets you in touch with Mother Earth.โ€ I raise an eyebrow, skeptical. How much of that is actually true, I wonder? He reaches out and takes my hand, pulling me gently into his orbit. And suddenly, my focus shifts from An

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  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 168

    Brielle's POV My heart stutters, โ€œWhat?โ€ I try to speak. The words wouldn't come out. Not one single word is showing up to the party. Wearing a sidelong smirk, Andrei jerks his head towards the elevator, โ€œshe's been tapping her foot impatiently. Shall we give the poor thing some attention?โ€ Nodding, I swallow my regret. Why didn't I just say something? โ€œI'm intrigued, Brielle. This demure side of you isโ€ฆ unexpected.โ€ He plunders the guest room closet, digging through piles of high-quality linens, designer clothes, and expensive accessories. it's basically a carbon copy of his own โ€” super luxurious. I stand back, curious about what Andrei's searching for. My nerves are still on edge, which isโ€ฆ ridiculous. โ€œGuess, I'll coax them out of you. Every last one.โ€ My curiosity spikes, โ€œHow?โ€ โ€œAll in good time. Shall we get you into something a bit moreโ€ฆ refined?โ€ The robe he hands me is a stunner โ€” bold red, V-neck, and flowing long sleeves, all accented perfectly with

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  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 169

    Brielle's POV He gives my earlobe a sneaky little nibble. Damn, if that doesn't stir up something inside me, โ€œWhy rush when the journey is half the fun, hmm? We've got lines to run, not lips to lock.โ€ So glad Andrei's here to suck the fun out ofโ€ฆ everything. What would I do without him? I'm two seconds away from giving him a good shove, just to knock him off his game. โ€œWhat?โ€ he asks, that infuriatingly smug smirk still slapped across his face. I purse my lips, cross my arms, โ€œYou're really asking 'what'? Like you don't know exactly what you're doing?โ€ Andrei whips out a sheaf of papers from his back pocket, "Shall we begin?โ€ I narrow my eyes, โ€œYou expect me to jump right into this after all your little games?โ€ He chuckles, shrugging one shoulder in a charmingly nonchalant gesture. โ€œIt's all part of the rehearsal.โ€ โ€œPart of the rehearsal, huh?โ€ I retort, โ€œSo that little earlobe nibbling number was in the script? I must have missed that memo.โ€ He laughs," I figure

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  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 170

    Brielle's POV โ€œI'd taken his crap before, no problem. He'd kick my ass, I'd take it. But watch him hurt a three-year-old?โ€ That chuckle, that creepy-ass chuckle, is making my hair stand on end. Andrei's got a lot to say, needs to stop drowning in that drink and talk it out with me. Perhaps if we can get to the root of whateverโ€™s got him so twisted, we can cut it out, get him right again. I screw up my courage, trying to keep my voice from cracking as I ask, โ€œWhat happened next?โ€ โ€œI lost it. Charged at him and slammed him to the ground. I had him in a tight chokehold, crushing the air out of him. His face turned purple, eyes poppingโ€ฆ Killing Archibald wasn't the plan. Just wanted to put the fear of God into himโ€ฆ In a wild twist, he managed to grab a blade andโ€ฆ Carved himself a nasty gash.โ€ Andrei scrapes his thumb along the side of his neck, โ€œThis is where he sliced himself. Fucker cried assault. Tried to put me away for attempted murder.โ€ โ€œAnd Helen?โ€ โ€œWas locked up a

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  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 174

    Brielle's POV Final chapter. โ€œFine,โ€ Jeremy voice cracks with restraint, the single word drawn out in a reluctant admission. I'm low-key freaking out, my heart racing with anticipation. He's just about confessing. โ€œI'm the one who orchestrated the whole thing. I snatched Brielle's parents right from under their noses, ripping them from their picture-perfect lives. i'd kidnapped her, held her captive against her will, and drained your bank accounts. But here's the kicker, Andreiโ€ฆ you're too little, too late. The police are already en route, and they're coming for you, not me.โ€ I take a deep breath, my eyes burning with determination. โ€œNo way, Jeremy. I won't let you pin Jamie's murder on Andrei. He's innocent." He narrows his gaze at me, โ€œYou know, for a hostage, you're awfully opinionated.โ€ I sneak a peek at Andrei, and his 'I've got this' expression makes me feel like everything's gonna be okay. I mean, Jeremy's still being his usual, awful self, but with Andrei's ca

  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 173

    Brielle's POV โ€œJust trying to appreciate the finer things in life, Andrei. Like that fine-ass butt.โ€ I admit feeling my face heat up. He chuckles, clearly enjoying my unabashed admiration, โ€œthat'sโ€ฆ Probably the most creative compliment I ever heard and the way yours fills out that robe is criminal, Brielle.โ€ I suppress the urge to turn around. This mutual butt appreciation is getting ridiculous โ€“ or ridiculously entertaining. He scans the room, gathering his belongings. Meanwhile, I stand there, a robe-clad without any to change into or not to talk of clothings to put in a box and yesterday's clothes that are so last season โ€” literally. Just when the silence is about to get deafening, Andrei breaks it with a casual suggestion, โ€œyou should shower first.โ€ My mind whirs. Iโ€™m thinking, Geez, how do I break this news to him without making it super awkward?โ€ The last thing I want is to be standing there, naked, with no clothes to put on, while he just stares at me like Iโ€™ve gon

  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 172

    Brielle's POV I'm deliciously spent, my senses sated. Andrei executes a brief, yet vital, wardrobe adjustment, then turns around, patting his back invitingly, โ€œOkay, up you go.โ€ They say โ€œthereโ€™s a first time for everythingโ€, and today Iโ€™m getting my inaugural piggyback rideโ€”. Courtesy of Andrei. With the grace of a seal gliding onto an iceberg, I slide my bare rear off the table, leaving behind only a warm imprint of my departure. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on tight as he firmly grasps my thighs, lifting me up. With his support, I hop onto his back. โ€œComfortable?โ€ He asks. โ€œMhm, perfect.โ€ Our journey begins with a trio of solid thuds, Andreiโ€™s feet hitting the floorboards of the pavilion as he descends. The night air is refreshingly still and quietโ€ฆ except for the sound of my nervous laughter and Andrei's steady breathing as he navigates the stairs. His usually steady gait falters, his foot catching on some unseen obstacle, and my weight threatens to send him

  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 171

    Brielle's POV He leans in again, His mouth hovering over my breast, โ€œHow many white lies have you told?โ€ โ€œOne.โ€ He pulls back, โ€œThink again.โ€ I knit my brow trying to focus, to pull my scattered thoughts into some semblance of order. It's a futile effort. I'm still drowning in waves of pure ecstasy. Andrei's lips close around my nipple, and I moan at the sudden sensation. He releases all too soon, again. โ€œTwo lies, babyโ€ he purrs. โ€œThe first, when you said you never fucked yourself.โ€ His words ignite a thrill that courses through my body, culminating in a sweet ache between my legs. โ€œAnd the second when you denied ever having fantasies. Now, are you ready to confess them to meโ€ฆ and be rewarded?โ€ His grip on my hand slackens, freeing my fingers to roam. Heโ€™s upon me, his mouth latching onto my nipple. Sensation overwhelm my ability to think as His tongue swirls and dances, only to pull back again, letting my nipple pop out of his mouth with a wet plop. I writhe be

  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 170

    Brielle's POV โ€œI'd taken his crap before, no problem. He'd kick my ass, I'd take it. But watch him hurt a three-year-old?โ€ That chuckle, that creepy-ass chuckle, is making my hair stand on end. Andrei's got a lot to say, needs to stop drowning in that drink and talk it out with me. Perhaps if we can get to the root of whateverโ€™s got him so twisted, we can cut it out, get him right again. I screw up my courage, trying to keep my voice from cracking as I ask, โ€œWhat happened next?โ€ โ€œI lost it. Charged at him and slammed him to the ground. I had him in a tight chokehold, crushing the air out of him. His face turned purple, eyes poppingโ€ฆ Killing Archibald wasn't the plan. Just wanted to put the fear of God into himโ€ฆ In a wild twist, he managed to grab a blade andโ€ฆ Carved himself a nasty gash.โ€ Andrei scrapes his thumb along the side of his neck, โ€œThis is where he sliced himself. Fucker cried assault. Tried to put me away for attempted murder.โ€ โ€œAnd Helen?โ€ โ€œWas locked up a

  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 169

    Brielle's POV He gives my earlobe a sneaky little nibble. Damn, if that doesn't stir up something inside me, โ€œWhy rush when the journey is half the fun, hmm? We've got lines to run, not lips to lock.โ€ So glad Andrei's here to suck the fun out ofโ€ฆ everything. What would I do without him? I'm two seconds away from giving him a good shove, just to knock him off his game. โ€œWhat?โ€ he asks, that infuriatingly smug smirk still slapped across his face. I purse my lips, cross my arms, โ€œYou're really asking 'what'? Like you don't know exactly what you're doing?โ€ Andrei whips out a sheaf of papers from his back pocket, "Shall we begin?โ€ I narrow my eyes, โ€œYou expect me to jump right into this after all your little games?โ€ He chuckles, shrugging one shoulder in a charmingly nonchalant gesture. โ€œIt's all part of the rehearsal.โ€ โ€œPart of the rehearsal, huh?โ€ I retort, โ€œSo that little earlobe nibbling number was in the script? I must have missed that memo.โ€ He laughs," I figure

  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 168

    Brielle's POV My heart stutters, โ€œWhat?โ€ I try to speak. The words wouldn't come out. Not one single word is showing up to the party. Wearing a sidelong smirk, Andrei jerks his head towards the elevator, โ€œshe's been tapping her foot impatiently. Shall we give the poor thing some attention?โ€ Nodding, I swallow my regret. Why didn't I just say something? โ€œI'm intrigued, Brielle. This demure side of you isโ€ฆ unexpected.โ€ He plunders the guest room closet, digging through piles of high-quality linens, designer clothes, and expensive accessories. it's basically a carbon copy of his own โ€” super luxurious. I stand back, curious about what Andrei's searching for. My nerves are still on edge, which isโ€ฆ ridiculous. โ€œGuess, I'll coax them out of you. Every last one.โ€ My curiosity spikes, โ€œHow?โ€ โ€œAll in good time. Shall we get you into something a bit moreโ€ฆ refined?โ€ The robe he hands me is a stunner โ€” bold red, V-neck, and flowing long sleeves, all accented perfectly with

  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 167

    Brielle's POV. Drying soap bubbles speckle Andrei's hands as he meets my eyes, โ€œWhat's so fascinating?โ€ โ€œIt's your charm, Mr. Carter, that's got me in a stare.โ€ His mouth curves into a sly, upward tilt, โ€œYou're not so bad yourself. Maybe we can stare at each other for a while and see who cracks first.โ€ Deep down, I'm thinking, 'Seriously, Mr. Carter? Are you not seeing this ensemble?' Perhaps he's just trying to be kind? Yeah, that must be it. After completing the dishes, Andrei takes a moment to dry his hands before wandering over to where I'm sitting, his pace leisurely. I stare at his bare feet, my brain momentarily fixated on the sight. โ€œWhy no shoes, Mr. Carter?โ€ โ€œWalking barefoot is like a yoga practice. Builds up the balance, strengthens the soles, and gets you in touch with Mother Earth.โ€ I raise an eyebrow, skeptical. How much of that is actually true, I wonder? He reaches out and takes my hand, pulling me gently into his orbit. And suddenly, my focus shifts from An

  • Accidentally Contracted To The Billionaire CEOย ย ย Chapter 166

    Brielle's POV. Andreiโ€™s sweatpants could have fit two of meโ€”and the kitchen sink. Heโ€™s a big guy, but these pants were made for a grizzly bear on a beer bender. If I didnโ€™t cinch the drawstrings tight enough, Iโ€™d be wading in a sea of fabric, wearing a tent masquerading as sweatpants. Iโ€™m halfway through adjusting my shirt when I catch a glimpse of my him in the kitchen. Oh, dear lord. The man might as well be wearing oven mitts for hands. I reach for a bottle of water, partly because Iโ€™m parched, and partly to cover up the fit of giggles thatโ€™s about to erupt from my lungs โ€œYou okay, chef?โ€ I ask, trying to keep a straight face as I watch him fumble with the spatula. โ€œYeah, sure Brielle.โ€ He scratches his forehead, and I can practically see the sweat beading up. Poor baby's never looked so stressed. โ€œSure you've totally got this, Andrei?โ€ I survey the chaos, raising an eyebrow at the egg-astrophe. The shells are scattered everywhere and there's a bowl of what appears to be e

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