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Chapter Fifty-Two
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Goodluck CharmDear Readers, What do you think Flora’s reply will be? I would love to hear your guesses! By the way, writing steamy scenes like this is are the hardest, which explains the slower updates lately. Please pardon me. Thanks for your patience and understanding!
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FLORA’S POV I knew the answer he wanted to hear, but deep within, I wasn’t convinced I was perfect at all. Before I could answer, my phone began to ring, shattering the charged silence. Alex sighed and eased off the bed, and I waited with bated breath. “Can I at least answer my phone?” I asked. “No, you can’t,” Alex growled. There was silence for a moment before he added, “Your mom is calling.” My heart skipped a beat. Of course, she was calling. Alex had dragged me away so suddenly I hadn’t even had a chance to see my mom and sister. “Hello?” Alex said into the phone. “Hi,” my mother’s familiar voice floated through the speaker. “Can I speak to Flo?” “Oh, Flora is kind of busy right now,” Alex said, and I could imagine his wicked grin in my direction. “She’s, uh... got herself a punishment.” My jaw dropped. My mother’s silence on the other end spoke volumes. My chest tightened with tension as my brain scrambled to decode what Alex had just said, and what Mom might be imagi
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FLORA’S POV There was silence in the room for a while. Maybe Alex had finally come to realize the truth—that I wasn’t the perfect person he thought I was. I couldn’t bear the thought of setting myself up for disappointment. Sure, I basked in his praises, but deep down, I knew he could never see me as anything more than his Sub. Whatever we had was transactional, wasn’t it? And I didn’t want to delude myself otherwise, knowing the caliber of person he was. Especially after what happened with Jayden. “Jesus Christ,” Alex muttered, breaking the silence as he removed the blindfold from my eyes. I blinked rapidly, the sudden light making my vision blur. My gaze dropped to the space between us, avoiding his eyes like they were molten lava. But Alex wasn’t having it. His hand cupped my face, tilting my chin upward. “Give me your eyes, Flora,” he commanded. I obeyed, locking my gaze with his piercing amber eyes. “You are perfect,” he said firmly, like he was stating a universal truth.
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MELISSA’S POV Five Days Later… “Miss Roberts, congratulations on such an incredible debut! Your designs were a showstopper and left the audience in awe, and your decision to walk the runway yourself was such a bold move. What inspired you to take on that challenge?" The interviewer’s voice droned from the TV. I rolled my eyes so hard they nearly stayed in the back of my head. Flora's smug smile on the screen was the cherry on top of the torture. She thought she was so clever, didn’t she? Riding on the back of pity to catapult herself into the limelight. Jayden, sitting beside me on the couch, leaned forward like a lovesick puppy. "Thank you so much!” Flora began. "To be honest, it wasn’t part of the plan at all. The day before the event, I found out my signature piece had been sabotaged. It was devastating. Someone had destroyed my dress, and all my sketches had been wiped from my system. To make things worse, my model called in sick just hours before the show." Jayden sighed
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FLORA’S POV As soon as I stepped out of the interview room, Vicky was waiting, her warm smile as radiant as ever. In one hand, she held a steaming mug of coffee, which she extended toward me. “Come here, my good luck charm,” she said, spreading her arms wide. I couldn’t help but return her smile as I walked into her embrace. The soft patting on my back was soothing, grounding me after the whirlwind of interviews and public appearances. “How was that interview?” she asked once we pulled apart, her eyes scanning my face with genuine interest. “It was... refreshing,” I replied as we started walking out of the building. Trailing behind us were her assistant and a couple of bodyguards. Vicky nodded approvingly. “Your story is inspiring, Flora. You’re now the new face of fashion in Rockshire. I knew you were a diamond the very first day I saw you, and I’m so glad you proved me right.” Her words sent warmth flooding through me. “Thank you, Vicky. I’m truly grateful for the opportu
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FLORA’S POV “What the fuck!” Jayden’s voice sliced through my sleep like a sharp blade, jarring me awake, but I kept my eyes closed, hoping if I stayed still long enough, he would go away. But he started tapping my leg, each tap more insistent than the last. With a sigh, I finally opened my eyes and met his gaze—his face was a mix of fury and disbelief. “You’re still sleeping?” His tone was harsh, almost accusatory, like I had committed some great crime by daring to stay in bed by this time. “Mm-hmm,” I mumbled, rolling over and burying my face into the pillow. “What is it, Jay?” I asked, even though I knew exactly why he was waking me up. “You should be awake, picking out my outfit for work.” His words were clipped, the frustration evident. “I told you I’ve got an important meeting today, Flora.” I propped myself up on my elbows, feeling a knot tighten in my chest. I knew what I was about to say wouldn’t go over well, but I was done letting it slide. “You didn’t tell me an
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BILLIONAIRES: Father or Son Chapter Fifty-Four
FLORA’S POV There was silence in the room for a while. Maybe Alex had finally come to realize the truth—that I wasn’t the perfect person he thought I was. I couldn’t bear the thought of setting myself up for disappointment. Sure, I basked in his praises, but deep down, I knew he could never see me as anything more than his Sub. Whatever we had was transactional, wasn’t it? And I didn’t want to delude myself otherwise, knowing the caliber of person he was. Especially after what happened with Jayden. “Jesus Christ,” Alex muttered, breaking the silence as he removed the blindfold from my eyes. I blinked rapidly, the sudden light making my vision blur. My gaze dropped to the space between us, avoiding his eyes like they were molten lava. But Alex wasn’t having it. His hand cupped my face, tilting my chin upward. “Give me your eyes, Flora,” he commanded. I obeyed, locking my gaze with his piercing amber eyes. “You are perfect,” he said firmly, like he was stating a universal truth.
BILLIONAIRES: Father or Son Chapter Fifty-Three
FLORA’S POV I knew the answer he wanted to hear, but deep within, I wasn’t convinced I was perfect at all. Before I could answer, my phone began to ring, shattering the charged silence. Alex sighed and eased off the bed, and I waited with bated breath. “Can I at least answer my phone?” I asked. “No, you can’t,” Alex growled. There was silence for a moment before he added, “Your mom is calling.” My heart skipped a beat. Of course, she was calling. Alex had dragged me away so suddenly I hadn’t even had a chance to see my mom and sister. “Hello?” Alex said into the phone. “Hi,” my mother’s familiar voice floated through the speaker. “Can I speak to Flo?” “Oh, Flora is kind of busy right now,” Alex said, and I could imagine his wicked grin in my direction. “She’s, uh... got herself a punishment.” My jaw dropped. My mother’s silence on the other end spoke volumes. My chest tightened with tension as my brain scrambled to decode what Alex had just said, and what Mom might be imagi
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FLORA’S POV Alex didn’t speak to me until we arrived at his place. Luckily, it was empty since Clarissa and the other housekeepers had left. He got out of the car, strode over to my side, and opened my door with a precision that only added to my confusion. Before I could ask what was happening, he lifted me off the ground, tossing me over his shoulder like a sack of flour. My stomach clenched in both fear and excitement. “What are you doing?” I asked, half-laughing, half-nervous. “Keep shut,” he growled, his voice was low and commanding. He carried me through the house, up the stairs with quick strides. I expected him to stop at his bedroom, but instead, he pushed the door to his infamous red room open. Before I could process it, I was tossed onto the bed, the softness of the sheets did little to cushion the shock of the moment. Alex loomed above me with a look masked with anger. “It’s time to get what you deserve, Flora.” His large hands grabbed my ankles and yanked me to
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FLORA’S POV The show was about to begin, and I was a total mess. Alex had practically hauled me into a restroom tucked away in one of the hotel suites after I had texted him in full-blown panic mode, declaring my intent to quit. “I really don’t think I can do this,” I whispered, wringing my hands as if in prayer. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Flora?” he hissed, grabbing my shoulders as if trying to shake some sense into me. “You can’t let all this hard work go to waste.” I flinched. “But... what if they don’t like it?” My voice cracked, and I imagined the audience booing, jeering, and sneering as I stumbled across the runway. And then there was Lisette, Melissa, and whoever else had taken it upon themselves to sabotage me. Even if they weren’t actively plotting my demise tonight, their smug faces in the crowd would be unbearable if I failed. Alex exhaled sharply, visibly trying to keep his cool. “We talked about this last night. You’re not here to perform a goddamn Broa
BILLIONAIRES: Father or Son Chapter Fifty
FLORA’S POV I paced the changing room, my nerves threatening to eat me alive. Alex and I had spent the entire previous day scrambling for a last-minute solution to my ruined design, and we had worked through the night to bring our ideas to life. Even though I wasn’t too confident in the outcome, that wasn’t my biggest concern right now. Alex had decided to drop a bomb on me at the crack of dawn: my main model had bailed. Completely blindsided, I had panicked, but Alex, in his usual calm and collected manner, brushed it off with a “No worries, you’ll walk the runway yourself.” Walk the runway? Me? I had laughed at first, assuming he was joking. But I was too tired to even think about it and fell asleep almost immediately. When I woke up this morning, I was hit with the reality of it all and dread filled every fiber of my being. My model really wasn’t coming, and Alex insisted I walk the runway with my main design. Thankfully, I had already adjusted the dress to my size, with s
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ALEX’S POV “Flora,” I called gently, moving toward her. She didn’t lift her head, her sobs muffled against her folded arms. I crouched down and wrapped her in my arms, pulling her trembling frame close to my chest. Her tears soaked into my shirt, but I didn’t care. I kissed her hair softly, running my hand up and down her back in slow, soothing strokes. “It’s okay, baby,” I whispered. “Please stop crying.” She didn’t answer, just buried her face deeper into my chest. Her tears were like daggers to my heart. Flora wasn’t the type to break easily and seeing her like this made me want to hunt down whoever caused it and make them regret it. As my gaze scanned her office, I caught sight of her main design lying discarded on the floor. I squinted and realized something was terribly wrong. This wasn’t just about a model canceling last minute. Something much bigger had happened. But I stayed silent. What Flora needed now wasn’t questions or lectures. She needed comfort. She needed
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FLORA’S POV Rockshire Fashion Night was finally here—or, well, tomorrow, and I was practically vibrating with excitement. A whole month and a few weeks of sketches, late nights, and caffeine-fueled brainstorming sessions were about to pay off. My designs were ready to shine, and I was more than eager to prove myself. But, as with most things in my life lately, joy didn’t come without its shadows. The situation with Alex was a thorn in my side, and not the sexy kind that made you tingle. Ever since Jayden’s unexpected and dramatic office visit, Alex and I had been operating on an unspoken no-contact policy. I was furious at him for his aloofness and remarks about that situation, and to make matters worse, he didn’t even seem phased by my cold shoulder. He mirrored my behavior with frustrating ease, keeping everything between us strictly professional, even when we were alone. Sure, I caught him sneaking a look my way more than once. His gaze always holds a flicker of... somethin
