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16. The Next Move
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The night air was thick with tension, the city skyline stretching endlessly. Ethan Cavendish leaned back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass as he watched the city skyline through his office window. His jaw was clenched, his expression cold.Adrian had called his bluff.Ethan had expected him to push back. He wasn’t stupid. But this? Adrian had gone beyond damage control. He had humiliated him, dismissed him like he was nothing.And the worst part? He had done it in front of the entire fucking world.The press was eating it up. His PR team had already sent him half a dozen emergency reports, but none of them mattered. Because the moment Adrian claimed Amelia on that stage, the tide had turned.Ethan tightened his grip on the glass. Adrian had made his move. Now it was time for his. A soft chuckle pulled him from his thoughts.“You look like you’re ready to kill someone.”Sophie Laurent’s sultry voice floated through the air as she strolled into his office, shutting th
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The city lights stretched endlessly beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, but Ethan wasn’t admiring the view. His phone sat on his desk, the screen flashing with missed calls from his legal team, his board members, and the few allies he had left.Adrian Black had moved faster than anyone had expected. In less than twenty-four hours, two of Ethan’s biggest investors had been absorbed into Black Enterprises. His stocks had plummeted, and whispers of instability were already circulating in the business world.Ethan’s fingers tightened around the crystal tumbler of whiskey in his hand. This wasn’t just a setback. This was a direct attack. And Adrian was playing for blood.A knock at his office door broke through his thoughts. Before he could answer, Sophie sauntered in, her designer dress clinging to every curve, her smirk as confident as ever."You look stressed," she purred, setting her clutch down on his desk.Ethan exhaled sharply, setting his drink down with a little too
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The city never slept, but tonight, it felt like it was holding its breath. The weight of the tablet in Adrian’s hand was insignificant compared to the weight of the words flashing across the screen.ETHAN CAVENDISH LEAKS DAMAGING FILES ON ADRIAN BLACK — QUESTIONS ARISE ABOUT HIS BUSINESS DEALINGS.ETHAN CAVENDISH ACCUSES ADRIAN BLACK OF FRAUDULENT BUSINESS DEALINGS — INVESTORS ON EDGE.BLACK ENTERPRISES UNDER FIRE: COULD THE KING FINALLY FALL?The news headline burned into his mind, but it wasn’t the words that angered him. It was the audacity.He smirked, shaking his head. Ethan was playing dirty, but it wasn’t unexpected. What was surprising was how quickly the media had latched onto it. Ethan had managed to make it look convincing, just enough to stir doubt in the minds of those who mattered.A calculated move. But Ethan had underestimated something crucial. Adrian wasn’t a man who played defense. He played to win.A heavy silence settled in the penthouse. Amelia stood beside Adria
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The morning sun did nothing to soften the storm brewing inside Adrian Black’s empire. The city was a battlefield.Ethan Cavendish thought he had played his final card, thought he had cornered Adrian Black, but Adrian wasn’t the kind of man who played fair. He didn’t just win, he obliterated his enemies.Amelia’s hands clenched into fists. She should have expected this. Ethan wasn’t the type to go down without dragging others into the fire with him. But exposing their past now? He was desperate.Adrian stood across from her, dressed in a crisp black suit, exuding power even in the face of chaos. His jaw was set, his stormy gray eyes unreadable as he scrolled through his phone.Celeste st
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“You’re mine,” Adrian murmured against her lips. “And I don’t share.”Amelia’s fingers tangled in his hair, her body melting into him. “Then prove it.”Adrian's grip tightened around Amelia's waist, his fingers digging into the soft fabric of her dress as he deepened the kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth, claiming every inch of her with a ferocity that left her breathless. She could taste the whiskey on his lips, the heady scent of victory and desire mingling in the air.He backed her up against the desk, his hands roaming over her body with a possessive hunger. She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her, the evidence of his need for her unmistakable. Her own body responded in kind, a throbbing ache bu
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The golden morning light seeped through the sheer curtains of Adrian’s penthouse, casting long, soft shadows across the bedroom. The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, mingling with the faint traces of last night’s passion.Amelia stretched lazily beneath the silk sheets, her body still deliciously sore from the night before. The warmth beside her was missing, though the scent of Adrian’s cologne still lingered in the air. She exhaled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before rolling onto her side, only to find a small white envelope resting on Adrian’s pillow.Her brows furrowed as she picked it up. A neatly folded handwritten note slipped out."Good morning, sweetheart. I had an early meeting, but I expect you to still be in my bed wh
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The invitation had arrived that morning, a high-profile business gala, hosted by one of the biggest financial moguls in the city. Adrian, of course, had no intention of missing it. And apparently, neither did Amelia.She wasn’t sure if she had agreed to attend out of curiosity or because the idea of Adrian being there without her made her stomach twist in ways she didn’t want to examine too closely.Now, standing in front of the mirror in the lavish penthouse bedroom, Amelia adjusted the delicate straps of her midnight-blue silk gown. The dress clung to her curves in all the right places, the high slit offering just the right amount of temptation. The dress had been Adrian’s choice, delivered to her suite with a simple note: Wear this. And nothing underneath.
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The second they got back to the penthouse, Amelia pushed him against the wall, her lips crashing against his. Adrian groaned in surprise but quickly recovered, his hands finding her hips and squeezing hard."Impatient, are we?" he teased against her lips."Shut up," she muttered, reaching for his tie and yanking it free."You hated watching her touch me," he murmured against her lips.Amelia moaned as he lifted her effortlessly, pressing her against the cool glass window overlooking the city. "I hated that she thought she could."Adrian growled, his teeth grazing her throat. "You should have told me to fuck her off."
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The city was alive below them, a sea of shimmering lights stretching beyond the penthouse windows. The skyline was breathtaking, but Amelia barely noticed it. Her mind was consumed by one thought, one truth Adrian refused to share.Adrian had secrets — deep, buried truths that he refused to share. He knew her before they ever met. And now, she was done waiting for answers.She set her wine glass down, turning toward Adrian, who was seated across from her, his storm gray eyes flickering over the rim of his own drink. He was watching her, the way he always did like he was reading her thoughts before she even spoke them.She hated how much he owned her, not just in bed, but in every single way that mattered."Are
Surrendering to the Billionaire 45. Stolen Kisses
Amelia woke to the sensation of warm lips trailing soft kisses along her bare shoulder. Her body was sore but pleasantly so, a reminder of the night before the way Adrian had claimed her over and over again, his name still lingering on her lips. She shifted slightly, feeling the delicious ache between her thighs, and sighed as his arms tightened around her.“You’re awake,” Adrian murmured against her skin, his voice thick with sleep. His breath was warm, his lips tracing lazy circles against her collarbone.Amelia stretched, her muscles still languid from exhaustion, and turned in his embrace to face him. The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a golden hue over his sharp jawline and tousled dark hair. His blue eyes were hooded with satisfaction, but there was something else hidden beneath the
Surrendering to the Billionaire 44. Unbuttoned and Unleashed
Adrian's gaze raked over Amelia’s body, taking in the sight of her glistening skin and swollen lips. "You look good like this," he agreed, his voice rough with satisfaction. "But we're not done yet."He pulled away from her, his hands moving to unclasp her bra. She shrugged out of it, letting it fall to the floor beside the bed. He pushed her down onto the mattress, his weight pressing against her as he kissed a trail down her neck to her collarbone.His fingers dipped between her legs, teasing the sensitive flesh there. She could feel the heat of him, the hard length of him pressing against her entrance.Amelia squirmed beneath him, her hips thrusting up to meet his touch. His fingers were cold and wet, and she could feel herself growing more aroused by the second.Adrian chuckled against her skin, his fingers sliding deeper inside her. "You're so wet for me," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "I love that you're mine."She arched he
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Surrendering to the Billionaire 42. The Game of Control
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Surrendering to the Billionaire 41. The Return to Normal
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Surrendering to the Billionaire 40. Is It The End of Cavendish?
The black SUVs tore through the winding French countryside, the scent of burning rubber mixing with the crisp night air. The estate was behind them, but the weight of what had just happened clung to the air like smoke after a fire.Lucas sat across from them, small, silent. His little hands were balled into fists in his lap, his blue eyes darting between them, but he wasn’t shaking. He wasn’t crying. He was just watching.Elizabeth had lost Lucas. And that meant she had lost everything.Inside the vehicle, the tension was thick. Adrian drove with precision, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror every few seconds, checking for tails. Amelia sat beside Adrian, her heart still racing, the echoes of gunfire ringing in her ears.
Surrendering to the Billionaire 39. The Boy in the Shadows
The jet cut through the dark sky, slicing across the Atlantic like a blade. Inside the cabin, tension crackled in the air, thick and unrelenting. Adrian sat in his seat, his fingers tapping against the armrest as his mind worked through every possible scenario. The photo of the boy rested on the table before him, its edges slightly curled from being handled too many times. His eyes didn’t leave it.Amelia sat beside him, her arms crossed, her stomach twisted in knots. “Adrian,” she said quietly, watching him with cautious eyes. “What if we’re walking into a trap?”Adrian exhaled slowly, his gaze still locked on the photo. “Then we make sure we’re the ones holding the leash.”Marcus, seated across from them, checked his ta
