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2024-10-29 19:42:56I feel a weight lifted off my shoulders after revealing my reservations about our differences. I can finally unwind, and I'm feeling a lot more optimistic about the future. Gaining that tidbit of information about Jordan's feelings for me boosts my confidence. It's exactly the reassurance I needed.
"I'm so glad you decided to stay the night," Jordan says, kissing my neck several times."Me, too," I grumble. "If I could, I'd stay every night."
I unbutton his shirt and pull it out of his waistband, reaching down. I run my fingers down the center of his body, past his sculpted abs to his belly button, and his chest is smooth. His torso has a distinct shape. I like how his muscles flex when I touch them."My turn," he says as he delicately pulls my shirt over my head. As he kisses the exposed parts of my breasts, he runs his hands up and down my back.Jordan grabs my bra strap and begins to undo it. "Let's get this out of here," he says.He easily unhooksRelated chapters
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor TWENTY ONE
Last night was nothing short of a rollercoaster ride from which I never wanted to get off. No workout could ever match the natural endorphins coursing through my veins. I eventually fell asleep, falling into the deepest and most peaceful sleep I'd had in years.The sun greets me first because I'm closest to the side of the room with the window. I open my eyes and turn to face Aliyah. She's still sleeping peacefully on her back, her long blonde strands splayed out in a halo around her beautiful face. It's cliche to say she looks angelic, but that's all I can think of when I look down at her resting.In her sleep, she fidgets and breathes softly. I wish I could wake up every morning like this, with her by my side. This fiery young woman entered my life and turned it upside down in the best way possible. She helps me get through the long days at work and takes my mind off the everyday stress I face on a daily basis. While I initially thought her reason for approaching me in t
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor TWENTY TWO
Time is a strange thing. It comes and goes as it pleases, completely unaware of the impact it has on the people who build their lives around it. On the one hand, whenever I spend a couple of hours with Jordan, time seems to fly by. I'd swear it was working against us and speeding up when I wasn't looking if I didn't know any better. On the other hand, those same two hours spent doing anything else, whether it's cooking, cleaning, or otherwise occupied with Andrew, seem to come to a halt as time crawls by at a snail's pace.I used to spend my days off at home reading books and doing unneeded housework, but since meeting Jordan, I prefer to spend all of my free time with him. One thing I adore about him is that there is never a dull moment. Even the dates we've had at his house, cuddling, sipping wine, and watching TV, have been exciting. We've gone out a few times now, and thankfully, no two evenings are the same. I thought my life was pretty good before Jordan, but Jordan is th
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor TWENTY THREE
I stand in front of a large window in my high-rise office building, staring out at the city, my mind wandering. There are a million things I should be doing right now, such as taking calls, reading emails, or going over the proposals on my desk. To be honest, I can't seem to concentrate on anything. Aliyah has taken over my thoughts, rendering me incapable of making sound business decisions.I've been thinking about how to gently reveal a secret I've been keeping from her, but there isn't a good way to tell her. Maybe once I get this off my chest, I'll be able to breathe again.Will she despise me? What if she never speaks to me again?When she confronted me in the park, I should have told her the truth. I've never cared so much about a woman's feelings before, and now I'm agonizing over how to avoid hurting her too badly. I should have told her that day, damn it. Telling her now makes me appear guilty, and I don't want her to make the wrong assumptions.I'm the
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor TWENTY FOUR
I stand in front of a large window in my high-rise office building, staring out at the city, my mind wandering. There are a million things I should be doing right now, such as taking calls, reading emails, or going over the proposals on my desk. To be honest, I can't seem to concentrate on anything. Aliyah has taken over my thoughts, rendering me incapable of making sound business decisions.I've been thinking about how to gently reveal a secret I've been keeping from her, but there isn't a good way to tell her. Maybe once I get this off my chest, I'll be able to breathe again.Will she despise me? What if she never speaks to me again?When she confronted me in the park, I should have told her the truth. I've never cared so much about a woman's feelings before, and now I'm agonizing over how to avoid hurting her too badly. I should have told her that day, damn it. Telling her now makes me appear guilty, and I don't want her to make the wrong assumptions.I'm the
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor TWENTY FIVE
I keep my plan to keep my hands off her long enough to return to my apartment. We take a moment outside the front door as I find it difficult to get the keys out of my pocket before pressing myself against her back and kissing the nape of her neck. The soft scent of her perfume fills my senses, and all I can think about is removing her clothes."Are we going inside or are we going to put on a show for your neighbors?" " she inquires.I hand her the keys and run my hands down her tiny body. "Under the present circumstances, I don't think I'll be able to open the door. I'm a little distracted now, and what I'm focused on is a lot more fun," I say softly before kissing her neck and letting my hands roam freely. Aliyah fumbles with the lock for a few seconds before finally getting the door open. We barely cross the threshold before she turns on her heels and wraps her arms around my neck. I close the door and return Aliyah's embrace. Nothing compares to the sensation of
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor TWENTY SIX
The sun's warmth bears down on my face, slowly waking me up from my deep slumber.I stretch my arms up over my head, my eyes still closed. Sex is, without a doubt, the ultimate form of exercise. Who knew something so blissful could cause such severe pain throughout your entire body? I reach for Jordan, but all I feel is the opulent linen beneath my fingertips. My eyes open slightly to ensure that I am indeed alone. I turn to look in the bathroom, but it's dark and deserted. What happened to him?My stomach rumbles, and my thoughts turn to food. Right now, an open-faced egg sandwich with feta cheese and green onions would be ideal. Based on what I know about Jordan and his lack of culinary knowledge, I'm confident that none of the ingredients I require are in his home.Perhaps he'll be up for a quick store run, or we can persuade Ed to pick up a few items for us. A glass of freshly squeezed orange juice would be ideal.I kick my feet around like a big kid, enjoyin
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor TWENTY SEVEN
We look at the photo of us kissing outside the art gallery, locked in each other's arms. I'm kicking myself because I should've known better. A major exhibition like Shanelle's would undoubtedly attract a large number of journalists. I'm usually very careful to avoid the paparazzi, but I wasn't as careful last night.The photographer used a wide-angle lens and made sure they were hidden from view. This type of invasion of privacy is one of the primary reasons I avoid such public places. It's also why I prefer tinted windows in my cars, because these photographers have no boundaries. My personal life should not be open to public scrutiny over a cup of coffee and eggs in the morning.Amelia's early morning call about the photo, combined with the fact that the office phones had been ringing nonstop, made me sick to my stomach. The paparazzi give me a headache and are a major pain in the arse. The last thing I need right now is a slew of questions directed at me, or, worse, ru
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor TWENTY EIGHT
I had to keep my promise and give Jordan another round after we finished eating. When my legs are fully functional again, I quickly gather my belongings and stumble back home like a baby deer discovering their legs for the first time. I'm a little achy all over, but nothing a long soak in the tub and some rest can't fix. He drains me completely, but the pleasure he provides is worth the side effects.I press the elevator button and lean against the wall as I wait for it to arrive at the lobby.I should have accepted Jordan's offer to carry me home.The elevator dings and the doors slide open, but Trixie and Mrs. Moralesblock my path."Oh my goodness, look at you. "You look like you had a bad night," she observes.Trixie pants loudly and attempts to jump on me."No, Trixie, come down." This morning, our young friend is not in the mood to wrestle with you."I shuffle by the two of them, embarrassed, but Mrs. Montgomery puts her hand against the door,
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My Hot Billionaire Neighbor FORTY ONE
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My Hot Billionaire Neighbor FORTY
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My Hot Billionaire Neighbor THIRTY NINE
I stood at the deli cash register, staring out the window into the empty store. I'd been scheduled to train to bake bread at a ridiculously early hour. So far, it's not going well; my coworker, Gwen, is too busy rushing around trying to get everything done to teach me anything. Fortunately, I've done this before as a teenager, so I believe I'll be able to do it again."We're getting ready to open. Are there enough sandwiches? " Gwen inquired, terrified.“Yep. "We're full up there," I replied. "I even had time to brew some coffee."“Oh. So, did you pay attention to my training? ”“Yep.”“Oh. Okay. Then I'm going to take a break. "Could you please keep an eye on the last round of bread?"“Yep.”"Excellent, thank you."I didn't turn to watch her walk away. I think I have another five or ten minutes before I have to return to the sandwich grind. People usually don't start coming in un
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor THIRTY EIGHT
For a split second, my heart stops beating and time slows to a crawl. Everything around me is moving at a snail's pace, and my eyes well up with tears. I turnedaround to see if I'm dreaming or if everyone else is seeing what I'm seeing. My father has his arm around my mother's waist as she clutches Andrew in her arms, and Rachel gives me a positive reaction as she points her camera in my direction.The room has fallen silent, and all eyes have turned to me. Jordan coughs a few times as I turn my head to face him."This journey with you has been thrilling since the very first time we met. We've got to share so many wonderful moments together, and I want to continue sharing them with you as my wife. You've been everything I could have wished for: a supportive and loving partner, a wonderful mother to our son, and an ambitious and stunning woman in your own right. I don't deserve you, Aliyah; I've never deserved you. But I've always adored and loved you, and I don't
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor THIRTY SEVEN
a year laterIf you had asked me a year ago where I thought I'd be now, I'd have said curled up on the floor with Andrew having to play with a pile of toys. I might have even mentioned cleaning and cooking and doing other job that fell under my responsibilities as a baby sitter. Never in a million years did I imagine myself sitting on a stage with six other graduates, listening to my culinary mentor speak about how far we've come.More than that, I never imagined I'd have both. And understanding what awaits me after this celebration is almost as exciting as what I'm accomplishing today.Fortunately, I'm surrounded by friends who not only believedin my food, but also in me. Tanner and Ray have both been helpful in my development, and I would not be where I am today without them.As I look out at the crowd thathad gathered in our honor, I fidgetednervously. Rachel smiles and waves at me, and I reciprocate with a small wave. M
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor THIRTY SIX
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My Hot Billionaire Neighbor THIRTY FIVE
My plan is in shambles, and I can't stand listening to Aliyah sob into the phone like this. She requires my assistance immediately. I'm not sure what made me think I'd be able to straighten things over the phone, but I was completely wrong, and I need to think up a new strategy because I need her as well.I walk over to the elevator and press the button for Aliyah's floor, with no specific plan other than to get to her.“Aliyah? Hello? Can you hear what I'm saying? ”She's no longer screaming and shouting at me, but I can hear her crying in the background, so I know she's still there. This isn't what I had in mind. Hearingher cry and listening the pain in her voice twists my heart like a knife. I can only imagine what she's going through if I'm in this much pain.Romina clearly lied to her about the specifics, but I hope Aliyah will allow me to clear the air and set a record straight.I charge out of the elevator and down the hall
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor THIRTY FOUR
The sound of his voice on the other end of the phone ends up taking my breath away, and the cloud nine I'm riding on falls to the ground. My emotions come into conflict, and I'm not sure which one is correct. Part of me is happy to hear a familiar voice on the phone, while another part recalls everything Romina revealed.I'm on the phone with both the first and last people I want to talk to, and I'm not sure what to say. If he hadn't been the source of my grief, he would've been the first person I'd called for comfort, but he is the source. He is the sole cause of this disaster, and he had the ability to stop it at any time, but he did not. Jordan made his bed, and now he must face the consequences of his actions. He does not merit my time or attention."How did you come up with this number?" And why are you bothering to call me? " I yell angrily.It's suddenly difficult to breathe, and every breath I take feels like a labored exercise as I force myself to confr
My Hot Billionaire Neighbor THIRTY THREE
For the millionth time, I checked my phone, but Nathan had not responded. Despite the fact that my world was collapsing around me, I dragged myself to work every day, sitting through one boring meeting after another. Contracts and business transactions used to consume all of my waking hours, but now all I want to do is go out and find Aliyah. I can't even pretend to be interested in the proposals being put forward.Nate assured me that he would find her and that I should simply trust him and his abilities. He's never let me down before. I stare off into space, completely unaware that my name is being called and that everyone in my office is staring at me.""Wait, what?""We're still waiting from you to agree to terms and sign off on everything so we can keep moving forward," Joe says, waving a thick stack of papers at me. "Have you had a chance to review the documents? We were hoping to resolve this today.""As I sift through the massive stack of papers i
