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THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE FRACTURED POWER PLAYS
"Amelia, just take a look at yourself. You’re staying in a man’s house who says he loves you," Chloe sneered, her voice dripping with contempt as she stood in front of Amelia, her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowed with disdain. Amelia looked down at her hands, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill. She knew Chloe’s words were meant to hurt, to cut deep, but she refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her voice. "Please, I need to go upstairs." "Shut up! Just shut the fuck up!" Chloe’s voice rose, her face contorting with anger as she took a step closer to Amelia, her eyes flashing dangerously. "Do you think you have the right to talk back to me? Let me give you a warning, Amelia. You’re in way over your head." "Warning? What, huh?" Amelia finally looked up, meeting Chloe’s gaze with a steely resolve that surprised even herself. She was tired of being bullied, tired of being pushed around by this
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE THE EDGE OF PATIENCE
Later that night, Amelia heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway, but she didn’t care enough to go downstairs. It was as if the energy had been drained from her completely, leaving her with nothing but a hollow ache in her chest. She sat there on the bed, staring blankly at the movie playing on the screen. The bright, colorful scenes did little to lift her spirits. Instead, they only seemed to mock her with their cheerfulness, contrasting sharply with the storm brewing inside her. When Alexander walked into the house, he assumed Amelia was asleep. He moved quietly, his footsteps soft on the carpet as he made his way upstairs. He didn’t want to wake her, knowing how exhausting the past few days had been for both of them. But when he opened the door to their bedroom, he was surprised to see her sitting up in bed, her face illuminated by the flickering light of the television. She looked distant, her gaze unfocused, as if she was lost in a world far removed from the one aro
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE CLASH OF WILLS
Chloe stormed up the stairs, each step echoing her determination. She reached the top, her anger fueling her movements as she approached the door to Amelia and Alexander's bedroom. Without hesitation, she pushed it open, the door swinging wide to reveal the couple inside. The sound startled Amelia, who was sitting on the bed, and Alexander, who had been in the middle of undressing. "What do you think you're doing?" Alexander demanded, his voice sharp with both surprise and anger. Chloe crossed her arms, her gaze locked on Amelia. "You think you can just chase me out of your house like that? Never. This is my house, my son’s house, and there is nothing—absolutely nothing—you can do about it," she declared, her voice dripping with defiance. Amelia stood up, trying to maintain her composure despite the shock of Chloe's intrusion. "Chloe, this is not your house. You can't just barge in here and make demands. This is Alexander’s home, our home," she said firmly, though there was an edge
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE PASSION OVER CONFLICT
Chloe went downstairs, her mind saw things with anger frustration, emotions she could feel the resentment boiling up inside her. The thought of being sent back to Canada like some discarded object was unbearable. She wasn't going to take it quietly-no, she had to make them understand that she was a force to be reckoned with.As she walked through the dimly lit hallway. her eyes landed on the elegant art pieces that adorned the walls. Each piece was a symbol of the life Alexander had built- a life that Chloe had once been a part of, a life that she felt was being ripped away from her. Her lips curled into a bitter smile. If they thought they could just send her away without a fight, they were sorely mistaken.Without a second thought, Chloe grabbed the nearest vase, a delicate piece of art that had probably cost a fortune. and hurled it to the ground. The sound of shattering porcelain echoed through the house, a violent symphony of her anger. But she didn't stop there. She moved from
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE THE SILENT RIFT
After their intimate moment that morning, Amelia lay beside Alexander, feeling a fleeting sense of peace. But it didn’t last long. As they lay in each other’s arms, breathing heavily from their shared passion, Alexander’s phone rang, shattering the silence. He groaned, reluctant to let go of Amelia’s warm body, but the insistent ringing pulled him away. He reached over to the nightstand, glancing at the caller ID before answering. His expression changed from one of relaxation to one of urgency. “What is it?” Amelia asked, her voice soft and slightly worried. “It’s the office,” Alexander replied, his tone shifting from tender to serious in a heartbeat. “There’s an urgent matter I need to attend to.” Amelia sighed, pulling the sheets closer around her as she watched him rise from the bed. “Do you have to go now?” Alexander nodded, already moving to get dressed. “Yes, but I’ll be quick. I’ll come back as soon as possible, and then we can head out together.” He leaned down, planting
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE UNDER PRESSURE
Alexander was beginning to feel the strain in his marriage. He noticed how Amelia had been acting differently since that morning. Her usually bright demeanor had dimmed, replaced by a coldness that he couldn't quite understand. After their conversation, when she brushed him off and said she just wanted to be alone, Alexander felt a pang of guilt and confusion. He had no idea what he had done to upset her so much, and the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. "Amelia," he tried talking to her again, "why are you giving me attitude? What did I do?" Amelia turned to him, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions—hurt, anger, and something else he couldn't quite place. "I just want to be alone, Alexander. Can't you see that? I need space." Her words hit him like a cold splash of water. Alexander sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. He wanted to fix things, to understand what was going on with her, but Amelia's cold demeanor was a wall he couldn't seem to brea
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE FAMILIAR SHADOWS
Amelia went to visit her parents. It had been so long since she had last seen them, not since her grandmother's funeral. Her visits had become less frequent, life getting in the way, and the tension in her home made it hard for her to think about much else. The drive to her parents' house was long, but it was peaceful—much needed after everything she had been through. The moment she arrived, her mother opened the door with a warm smile, but Amelia could see the concern in her eyes. They hugged tightly, her mother's arms wrapping around her as if trying to shield her from all the troubles she had been facing. "Amelia, my dear, it's so good to see you," her mother said, leading her inside. The house smelled of freshly baked bread, the familiar scent bringing back memories of happier times. Her father was sitting in his usual chair by the fireplace, a book in hand, but he quickly put it down when he saw Amelia. "Amelia, sweetheart," he greeted her with a tight embrace. "It's been
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE WHISPER OF BETRAYAL
Alexander frowned, his concern deepening as he watched Amelia struggle with her emotions. He reached out to her, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. “Amelia, please talk to me. I can see something’s wrong.” Amelia turned away, trying to compose herself. She knew she needed to open up, but the constant stress, Chloe’s presence, and now Mark resurfacing, were all too much to bear. “It’s just… everything,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Chloe, Mark, this house… I feel like I’m losing control of everything.” Alexander’s expression softened. “I know things have been difficult lately, and I’m so sorry for the part I’ve played in that. But I’m here now, and I want to help make things right.” Amelia glanced up at him, searching his eyes for sincerity. “You say that, but how can things be right with Chloe here? She’s not just disrupting our lives, Alexander—she’s trying to take over.” Alexander sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve told Chloe to leave, but you kn
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THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE WEIGHT OF BETRAYAL
One of them was Chloe’s—angry, sharp. The other, male, unfamiliar.Alexander’s stomach tightened. Who was with her? He quickened his steps but hesitated before reaching the door, his instincts urging caution. Instead of barging in, he moved quietly, staying hidden just out of sight. Peeking through the gap, he saw them—Chloe and a man he didn’t recognize, standing uncomfortably close to each other.The man’s voice was low but intense, carrying a weight that sent a shiver down Alexander’s spine. “You know why I’m here, Chloe,” George said, his eyes dark and full of intent. “I want my son. I want Jackson back.”Chloe’s reaction was immediate. Her laughter was harsh, sharp, and laced with disbelief. It was the kind of laugh that came not from humor, but from pure anger.“Your son?” she spat, stepping toward him with a fierceness Alexander had never seen in her before. “You mean the son I raised all by myself? The son you left behind the moment I told you I was pregnant?” Her voice rose w
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE THE RETURN OF THE PAST
Chloe was just about to step out of her house when she heard a knock at the door. Confused, she called out, "Who is it?"Silence. No response.Frowning, she cautiously approached the door, her heart beginning to race. When she opened it, her eyes widened in shock."George?" she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.George stood there, a smirk playing on his lips. He looked the same but different—rougher around the edges, more intense. There was something dangerous in his gaze."Surprised to see me?" he asked with a cocky tilt to his head."What are you doing here?" Chloe’s voice was sharp, trying to mask the flutter of nerves building in her chest."Can't I come in?" he asked, his tone teasing.She hesitated, scanning his face for a sign of what he wanted. "Fine," she said stiffly, stepping aside. "Come in."George strolled into the living room, looking around as though he owned the place. Chloe closed the door and turned to face him, folding her arms defensively."What do you wan
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE FRAGILE HOPE
Amelia barely heard her. All she could think about was the baby, the life growing inside her. She prayed silently that everything would be okay, that this wasn’t the end of her pregnancy, that her baby would be safe. As the hospital came into view, the driver honked the horn urgently, signaling the medical staff. By the time they pulled up to the emergency entrance, nurses and doctors were already rushing out with a stretcher. The maid quickly helped them lift Amelia out of the car and onto the stretcher. “Please… the baby…” Amelia murmured as the medical team hurried. “We’ve got you, one of the nurses said, her voice calm but firm. “We’re going to take care of you and your baby. The hospital doors swung shut behind them, leaving the maid and driver outside, watching with worried expressions as Amelia was whisked away. Alexander stormed into the hospital with a look of intense worry etched across his face. His usual calm, collected demeanor was replaced by a frantic urgency a
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE EDGE OF DESPERATION
Amelia’s vision blurred with tears as she struggled to push herself up, but the pain in her stomach was too much. She shouted for help, her voice desperate as she lay on the floor, terrified for her unborn child. But Chloe didn’t care. She stood there, watching Amelia suffer with cold indifference. After a few moments, she turned on her heel and walked out of the house, her heels clicking against the floor as if nothing had happened. The front door slammed shut behind her, and the sound echoed in the now-empty hallway. Amelia’s cries for help echoed through the hallways. Her voice, weak but filled with desperation, finally reached the maid, who rushed into the living room. The sight of Amelia on the floor sent a chill down the maid’s spine. She dropped to her knees, her hands trembling as she gently shook Amelia. "Mrs. Amelia! Oh my God, what happened? Are you okay?" The maid’s voice was frantic as she tried to help Amelia sit up. Amelia winced as she held onto her belly, her brea
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE UNINVITED STORM
The house was quiet, a peaceful stillness that Amelia had grown to appreciate in the last few months. She sat in her bedroom, sorting through baby clothes, organizing the nursery for the little one growing inside her. Her hand rested on her round belly as she smiled softly, feeling the slight kicks of the baby. Things had been calm, and despite the tensions with Chloe still looming in the background, Amelia had felt a sense of peace in recent weeks. Suddenly, the sound of a car pulling up in the driveway snapped Amelia out of her reverie. She furrowed her brow, wondering who could be arriving at this time. Alexander was at work, and there were no deliveries scheduled for today. Curious, she pushed herself up from the bed, her movements slow and careful as her pregnancy had advanced significantly. Amelia made her way to the window and peered outside. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway. The sleek, black vehicle gleamed in the sunlight, and
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE AGAINST ALL ODDS
“Ms. Chloe,” Donovan said smoothly, his voice deep and authoritative as he gestured toward the chair in front of him. His dark eyes were locked onto hers, unwavering, assessing her from the moment she walked in. “Maya has told me about your situation. Please, have a seat.” Chloe sat down, her movements deliberate, her spine straight as if a rod was keeping her upright. “I’m glad Maya could make this happen on such short notice,” Chloe began, her voice steady. She wasn’t sure if Donovan was someone she could fully trust yet, but she knew Maya wouldn’t have connected her to anyone less than the best. Donovan waved a hand dismissively, leaning back slightly in his leather chair, exuding a calm confidence that seemed to fill the room. As if short notice and high-pressure situations were something he handled daily. “She’s a good friend,” he said, his tone even, “and she knows how to get things moving. Now, tell me exactly what you want.” Chloe took a deep breath, her mind laser-focus
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE THE FIGHT FOR JACKSON
Her friend had been equally shocked to learn that Amelia was pregnant. Chloe had tried to play it off like she already knew, but the truth was, she hadn’t. It stung, even if she didn’t want to admit it. The idea of Alexander starting a new family, having another child with Amelia, made her feel irrelevant, like a forgotten chapter in his life. But that was about to change. As Chloe continued to browse her phone, she wondered what Alexander would think when he found out about her plan. Would he fight back, or would he let her take Jackson without a struggle? No, she knew Alexander better than that. He would fight, but that didn’t scare her. She was ready for whatever was coming. Her hand hovered over a contact name—an old acquaintance who worked in law. She hesitated for a moment, then pressed the call button. The phone rang twice before a familiar voice answered. “Hello?” the voice said, sounding surprised to hear from her. “Hey, it’s Chloe,” she said, her voice calm and col
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE LINE OF BATTLE
When they finally finished their meal, Sarah gave Chloe a quick hug before they parted ways. “Take care of yourself, Chloe,” she said before disappearing down the street. Chloe stood there for a moment, watching her friend walk away, before slowly heading back to her car. Her mind was buzzing with thoughts, plans, and questions. All this time, she had been thinking about how to get back into her son’s life, how to restore her place in Alexander’s world. And now she found out that Amelia was pregnant? It changed everything. Back at home, Chloe threw her shopping bags onto the couch and sank into a chair, her mind still reeling. She hadn’t expected this. The idea of Amelia carrying Alexander’s child gnawed at her, twisting something deep inside her chest. She could feel old feelings resurfacing—resentment, jealousy, anger. All the emotions she had tried to suppress were bubbling to the surface. She paced back and forth across the living room, trying to think of her next move. Alex
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE AN OLD FRIEND
The next day, Chloe felt an unusual sense of freedom as she stepped out of her house and into the world that had continued without her for over four months. It was strange being out after so long, seeing the everyday bustle of people going about their lives, unaware of the turmoil that had been happening behind the scenes in hers. She took a deep breath, feeling the cool breeze brush against her skin, and smiled faintly. Today, she decided, she would reclaim a small piece of her old life. She went shopping first, driving through the city with a newfound purpose. Chloe had always had a taste for luxury, and although her current situation wasn’t ideal, she wasn’t about to give up on the things that had once made her feel powerful. Stopping by her favorite boutique, she spent hours perusing the racks of designer clothes, trying on outfit after outfit. It felt like a quiet rebellion against the world she had been trapped in for so long. As she walked down the busy streets with several s
