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In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 18: HE HATES WHEN HE LIKES IT.
The answer displeased Brandon, but he couldn't do anything. Knowing a lot about good business strategies, Eliot Bassett would've been an amazing opportunity. Well, Ethan runs the show and knows how to handle his loss better."Do you have a location in mind for the meeting? I mean the one with Navida?" Brandon asked, trying to shift his focus.“You will be representing me,” Ethan replied curtly.“You’ll have to attend this yourself,” Brandon insisted. “I don’t think they’ll believe that I’m standing in for you. Besides, I know nothing about chauffeuring.""Then learn it!" Ethan snapped."This would be another bad call."Ethan heaved a sigh but nodded, stretching out his hand, a silent command to give him his work phone.After finding the right contact, Brandon handed the phone to him and then stepped closer. Dropping the new shirt on the desk, Brandon resumed where Ethan had left off. He wasn't interested in the phone conversation; he was too busy feeling bad about the rejection of Eli
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 19: HIS BRAIN SHUTS OFF WHEN HE CALLS.
While Britney was still with Brandon, an idea struck her. She proposed that he watch his emotions while around Ethan. For all they knew, he might be misinterpreting his feelings. Until he was certain, he shouldn’t worry. First, their lineage held strong views against same-s*x relationships. It would be a huge deal once anyone learned of it. Britney wasn’t being judgmental; she would walk any length for her brother. She loved him that much.Even though Brandon was trying to put up a tough attitude, he really wanted to say yes. He couldn’t imagine being around Ethan after what had happened. As dumb as it might make him sound, he’d never expected to get aroused from sucking his boss’s d*ck—it could never happen again. He knew it wasn’t right. What would his community say? How about...His ringtone prevented him from thinking further.Flinching, Brandon pulled his phone out of his pocket. *ssh*l*, the Caller ID said. Brandon’s heart started beating faster.“Is that him?”Brandon nodded mi
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 20: MEMORY LANE.
After a night of unexpected pleasure, which Ethan desperately tried to push from his mind, he arrived at the office earlier than usual. He might be losing his grip on sanity, and that was acceptable, but he refused to acknowledge that the most joyful distraction he'd experienced in years would soon vanish. This shouldn’t affect him, he told himself. Yet, it stirred up that emotion he despised most: abandonment and loss.Over time, Ethan had grown to tolerate the presence of that auburn-haired boy, even if he sometimes fantasized about gluing Brandon’s mouth shut. No one else would agree to this arrangement or enjoy it as much as Brandon did, even if he denied it. Ethan relished the feeling, the expressions on Brandon's face, and the sounds he made during their intimate moments. But it was time to let him go. Ethan wasn’t capable of feeling anything more. Not after Eliot.As Ethan settled in and tried to focus on his work, a soft knock followed by the door creaking open caught his atte
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 21: STILL DOWN MEMORY LANE.
“You are smiling. Why?” Eliot looked ahead of the path, keeping his face blank like he didn’t say anything.“Nothing.” Ethan covered up. He didn’t realize that he was smiling.They got to the house and his father was standing at the front door, angry. The anger was visible on his face. When his eyes moved away, and he saw Eliot, his face softened a bit.“Ah, welcome, Eliot.” He gave his hand for a shake.Eliot released Ethan’s hand and took that of his father and shook.“When did you arrive?” His father helped Eliot with his suitcase.“Less than twenty minutes ago,” Eliot responded.“I thought you were due to arrive tomorrow.”“I wrote 24th on the letter, and today is 24th.”“Oh, forgive my forgetfulness. I am dealing with a lot that I seem not to keep track of time anymore. If I had remembered, I would have picked you up at the airport myself.”“It is fine. There is no need for that.” Leading Ethan inside, Eliot asked, “How is our very pregnant Laurel?”“She is well. Trying to adjust
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 22: VOICE OF THE PAST.
“Oh, that is me. Your pop is calling.” Leaving a kiss on Ethan’s cheek, Eliot smiled and said, “See you around, beautiful boy.” Ethan returned the smile.Ethan was too young to understand the cues Eliot was giving or his attitude towards him. Everything spoke something else, but Ethan didn’t understand it.When Eliot left, Ethan felt better. Maybe because of the chocolate or Eliot’s presence, but whichever it was, he felt better.It was getting late, and Ethan had to go in, do his reading, and come down for dinner. That night, they ate dinner, and Eliot bid him good night, kissing him on the cheek as he did earlier.At dinner on the third evening, Ethan sensed that Eliot was staring at him as he explained his thoughts on his father’s new development in the company. Noah had decided to invest in and launch a construction firm, and he made Ethan study all about construction.Being the youngest at the table and the least likely to keep his father interested in what he was saying, Ethan h
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 23: THE UNINVITED GUEST.
Brandon had barely made it to Ethan’s office out of excitement when Ethan got another call that someone important was headed to their office for a huge deal. They were coming from Washington. Since he was already in the office and had nothing to lose, Ethan accepted the visit, pushing aside the Eliot Bassett’s topic. Guess who had to suffer the abrupt notice? You guessed right. Brandon.Brandon and Becky scrambled all day to get ready for Ethan’s four o’clock meeting with the team from Washington, DC. They grabbed an information-packed lunch with the two creatives who would be participating in the pitch when it got to that point in the process; then they went over everything, making sure it was perfect.Brandon felt a knot of anxiety tighten in his stomach as the time approached. He had never done such a huge pitch before, but Becky kept working, brushing off his nervousness with a practiced ease. She had done this many times with Ethan.At quarter to four, Ethan bounded out of his of
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 24: THE HEATED END.
For a full minute, Brandon and the other unfortunate staff endured the oppressive heat of power emanating from both men. They didn't speak or even blink, just sat confidently in their seats, staring at each other with unyielding hatred. Noah's face was covered in disgust and unimpressed disdain, while Ethan's eyes blazed with anger and frustration.“So, what is this little show of yours about, Father?” Ethan asked, his tone dripping with boredom.“My lawyers have handled everything. Comply, and there will be no further issues. You don't want to make your father an enemy, boy,” Noah said, his voice carrying an unmistakable warning. "Come back to my company. Merge this scrap you call a business with mine," he ordered.Ethan felt insulted. That was what his after has always done to him – belittle his efforts and crush his dreams then take away anything he likes. No more.“If you called me during my busy work schedule to utter such nonsense, then you are really a disappointment to the exi
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 25: LONGING.
When Ethan lifted his gaze from his computer, Ethan and Brandon just looked at each other in silence. The silence between the two was defeaning.Brandon moistened his lips with his tongue. “I’m leaving.”Ethan said nothing, his expression unreadable.Swallowing, Brandon crossed his arms over his chest. “Do you have the recommendation letter?”Ethan nodded, glancing at the piece of paper on his desk.Brandon walked over and picked it up. He read it with some suspicion, but it was a perfectly good recommendation letter. A great one, even. Lifting his gaze, Brandon peered at Ethan suspiciously. “What about organizing an apology conference with the press?”Ethan shrugged. “I ordered an article to be published addressing the occurrence of that day. Coming out to hold a press conference over something so minor is a waste of time.”“But you promised,” Brandon said, his voice rising. “You shouldn’t have bet on something you can’t do.”“I didn’t promise it. I humored you.” A strange expression
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In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 180: THE LAST CHAPTER OF THEIR LOVE STORY UNTIL NEXT TIME.
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In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 179: THE COLOURS IN THE SKY.
A WEEK LATER...The sky was painted in shades of soft blues and blush pinks, with the occasional puff of cloud dotting the horizon. Birds soared high, their wings glinting in the sunlight, as if celebrating alongside the hundreds of guests below. There was something in the air—something gentle and full of love, as though the universe itself was smiling down on this day. The slow ringing of bells hummed throughout the city, the sound weaving its way through the streets and gardens where the wedding was about to take place.The garden itself was like something out of a fairytale. A vast space covered in greenery, with towering trees draped in delicate white flowers. Tiny twinkling lights were strung between the branches, looking magical. The path leading to the altar was lined with blooming roses in every color imaginable, reds and whites swirling together like a painter’s masterpiece. Chandeliers hung from the arches, their crystals catching the sun, reflecting rainbows onto the guests
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 178: BRUISED ALL THIS TIME.
They made it through every storm, and now, they would live to love and cherish.*****With Aldo's help and Ethan’s connections, it didn’t take long to find Nana. Ethan and Brandon were stepping out of the car, breathing in the damp, cold air of Ireland as they looked at the modest house ahead. Ethan already disliked the neighbourhood. He hadn’t seen his sister in years, and he wasn’t sure how he’d react. He squeezed Brandon’s hand, a nervous energy running through him.Brandon, ever the optimist, linked arms with him and smiled. “We’ll handle this together,” he whispered.The porch creaked beneath their feet as they walked up to the door. Ethan raised his hand, knocking with a hesitation he wasn’t used to feeling. A few moments passed, and finally, the door creaked open.“Na—” The name caught in Ethan’s throat. The woman standing before him, her body hunched as if she'd age five times more. She barely resembled the sister he once knew. But her eyes—those distinct, beautiful blue eyes
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 177: THE LAST PUNCH.
Collins stood in front of Brandon, his smile warm, though his eyes held scars and sadness of years lost. His suit, while simple, fit him perfectly, and despite everything he had been through, he looked healthier, more at ease than Brandon had seen in years. There was something peaceful about him now—a quietness that only comes with closure.“He’s just trying to be nice,” Collins said, grinning at Brandon. “But I’ll tell you, your man really went all out to find me. Ethan had me tracked down, got me out of that mess I was in. Then he hired one of the best lawyers in the country. We’re still working on clearing my record entirely, but it’s in motion.”Brandon looked at Ethan, his heart filled with gratitude. He had known Ethan was working behind the scenes to find his father, but he hadn’t realized the lengths Ethan had gone to. It was overwhelming, this outpouring of love, this commitment to not just him but his family.“I... I don’t know what to say,” Brandon whispered, his voice catc
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 176: THE FAIRYTALE.
One moth later...A month had passed, and the world outside felt a little less dangerous. The sun hung high in the sky, its warmth spilling over the quiet garden outside Ethan's home. The smell of fresh herbs filling the air, and the birds sang in the trees, oblivious to the trials that had brought Brandon and Ethan to this moment. Inside the house, you could perceive the scent of warm bread and sizzling bacon, the morning routine continuing as usual.Brandon stood in the kitchen, setting out breakfast with careful hands, his mind only half-focused on the task. His heart, though, had never been more full. He glanced toward the living room where Ethan sat, propped up on the couch, still pale but improving with every day. There was color in his cheeks now, though he was often feverish, and his wound—a constant source of worry—had gotten infected twice in the past few weeks. But with a team of specialists and round-the-clock care, Ethan was healing.In the beginning, it had been terrifyi
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 175: BROKEN BRIDGE.
In the midst of the chaos, a strong hand suddenly grabbed Elizabeth’s arm, yanking her away from the crane’s remote. The container stopped just inches above the crumpled car, leaving Brandon shaken but still alive. His breaths were ragged, his body trembling with fear. He would never forget surviving this near-death experienceEthan’s knees buckled beneath him, the adrenaline fading as the blood loss caught up. He exhaled sharply, fighting to stay conscious, but the world was spinning. Strong arms caught him before he collapsed completely, and through his fading vision, he saw Carter’s worried face hovering above him."We got here just in time," Carter said, his voice calm but his eyes filled with concern. "Hang on, Ethan."Ethan’s voice was faint. "Brandon… is he okay?"Carter nodded, glancing toward the car where medics were pulling Brandon out. "He’s fine. You saved him."Ethan closed his eyes for a moment, the exhaustion too much for him to handle. He had fought with everything he
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 174: GIVE HIM MY BLOOD!
Noah’s expression darkened. "She found out about my real business—human trafficking, organ harvesting. She was going to expose me. And yes, I killed her with my own hands. She wasn’t afraid of me. She loved you more than she ever loved me." His voice took on a cold edge. "So I made her pay for it."Grief and anger choked Ethan. "She was five months pregnant, Noah. Pregnant with your son. She was everything I ever wanted in a mother, and you took her from me.""I can have as many children as I want, Ethan. But if I were caught, my business, my reputation—everything I built would be gone. I won’t be taken down because of some woman."Brandon, from the crushed remains of his hope, couldn’t stay silent. "It’s always been about you, hasn’t it, Noah? Your ego. Your reputation. You destroyed my family and yours because all you care about is power.""Shut your mouth, bitch," Elizabeth snapped, slapping him hard across the face. "You know nothing about power."Ethan, his voice hoarse from the
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 173: CRUSHING.
Ethan’s fist landed with brutal precision, sinking into Ethan’s stomach. Ethan doubled over in pain, gasping as he felt the burn spread through his abdomen. His hand instinctively flew to the spot, feeling the sting of fresh blood where the wound was."You son of a bitch," Ethan spat between ragged breaths, his eyes burning with defiance.Noah, towering over him with a twisted smirk, gripped Ethan’s jaw, forcing him to look up. "How dare you call me mad, you son of a whore? A mere slave," Noah growled, tightening his hold.Ethan laughed bitterly, the sound more of a wince than amusement. "I see you’ve gone mentally unstable too, father," he mocked. "How am I the son of a slave? Last I checked, you were just a sperm donor. And as for being a slave, well, maybe to your greed, your adultery, and your lies."Noah’s eyes flared, and his grip on Ethan’s jaw tightened, making it difficult for him to speak. "I made you," Noah hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "And I’ll break you.""You’v
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 172: BLEED OUT.
Ethan staggered forward, his hand pressed against his stomach, trying to stanch the bleeding. Outside, it began to rain.His breath came in ragged bursts as he pushed through the sheets of rain that poured down on him. Brandon was just ahead, darkness in the storm, sprinting as though he could outrun everything crushing him from behind."Brandon, wait!" Ethan’s voice was hoarse, almost swallowed by the roaring wind and rolling thunder. Each step sent a fresh jolt of pain through his body, but he kept moving, forcing himself onward. He had to catch him.Brandon didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow down. His feet pounded against the pavement, faster and faster, as if the rain pouring over his face was washing away the memories—the lies, the betrayal, all of it. His chest burned, and his heart screamed louder than the storm, but he couldn’t stop now. He wouldn’t.Ethan’s words cut through the rain. "I didn’t kill anyone, Brandon!" His voice broke, desperate.Brandon spun around, his face twis
