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Chapter Thirty —Fallen or Falling?
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The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty One—Déjá vu
James Valquez sat in the passenger seat of Emma’s car, his expression unreadable as they drove back to the skydiving site. The café’s warmth had faded, replaced by the cool breeze of the open road and the distant hum of the engine. Emma, as always, was chatty, filling the silence with stories about her time in Paris, but James’s mind was elsewhere.He couldn’t shake the feeling that something significant loomed ahead—not a calculated deal or a meticulously planned event, but something entirely unpredictable. That nagging sense of unease had haunted him all morning, clinging to his thoughts like a shadow.Emma, oblivious to his turmoil, glanced at him with a grin. “You’re awfully quiet, even for you. Did the ice cream put you in a food coma?”James gave her a faint smirk, though his heart wasn’t in it. “Just thinking.”“About what?”“Life,” he replied vaguely, his voice tinged with a rare honesty.She rolled her eyes playfully. “You make it sound so dramatic. We just jumped out of a pl
Last Updated : 2024-12-26The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty Two — Hold on
The Valquez family mansion loomed ahead, an elegant reminder of a legacy forged through decades of relentless ambition. Its sprawling gardens, pristine white columns, and ornate iron gates stood as a testament to the life James Valquez had been groomed to uphold—a life that now felt like a gilded cage.James parked his sleek black Mercedes Benz GLE in the curved driveway, taking a moment to collect himself. His fingers tapped idly on the steering wheel as he stared at the front entrance, the weight of his secret pressing harder on his chest. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see his mother—Sarah Affleck was a woman of grace and warmth, the anchor of the family since his father’s untimely death. But today, his visit was a calculated escape, a bid to avoid the suffocating demands of Ava and Emma.“Alright, Valquez,” he muttered to himself, adjusting the cuffs of his tailored blazer. “Let’s make it count.”He grabbed the bouquet of white lilies from the passenger seat—a small gesture, bu
Last Updated : 2024-12-27The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty Three —Love Fixes All
The penthouse bedroom was a symphony of quiet luxury. Plush white linens adorned the king-sized bed, and the faint scent of lavender from an essential oil diffuser lingered in the air. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the early morning sunlight spilled in reluctantly, as if afraid of disturbing the peace. But peace had long abandoned this home. I sat at the edge of the bed, already half-dressed in a tailored black suit. My phone was in my hand, the bright screen casting a cold glow on my chiseled face. My jaw was tight, my dark eyes unreadable, and my demeanor screamed control—a control that masked a simmering tension beneath. Ava suddenly walked into the room. Her soft, short brown hair splayed across the window glass as she blinked against the invading sunlight, her slender frame stretching languidly under the deflected rays entering my room. “Why are you already up?” she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. She reached for her phone on the in her pocket, her nails clic
Last Updated : 2024-12-28The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty four —Let's Get Aroused.
The streets of the city glimmered with holiday lights, every tree and lamppost dressed in sparkling décor. The crisp December air carried the scent of pine and roasted chestnuts, adding to the festive mood. James Valquez and Ava Affleck sat in the back of their sleek town car, the tension between them as sharp as the cold outside. Neither had spoken much since leaving the house, and the hum of the car engine filled the silence. The End-of-Year Elite Ice Skating Rink Fundraiser was one of the most exclusive events of the season, attended by the city’s wealthiest and most influential. For James, it was another networking opportunity—a chance to secure new business connections and reinforce his standing among the elite. For Ava, it was an obligation, a duty she performed as James’s partner and, for tonight, his carefully poised ally. She adjusted her shimmering silver gown, its sequins catching the faint light from the passing streetlamps. James, dressed in a tailored black suit wit
Last Updated : 2024-12-28The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty Five - You Can't Hide Forever.
James Valquez sat in his private office, the crown jewel of his sprawling empire. The panoramic windows behind him overlooked the cityscape, a testament to his ambition and dominance. Everything within these walls was curated to perfection—the black leather furniture, the abstract art adorning the walls, the faint scent of imported wood polish. Even his presence in this room was orchestrated power. But today, the air felt heavier, the space more confining. A sharp pain twisted in his chest, forcing him to grip the edge of his desk. His pen slipped from his fingers, clattering onto the glass surface. He stifled a groan, unwilling to show weakness even in solitude. "Sir?" Rodri’s voice broke through the silence. The ever-efficient assistant stood by the door, holding a tablet loaded with the day’s schedule. His sharp brown eyes narrowed with concern as he stepped closer. "Are you all right?" "I'm fine," James replied tersely, though his voice lacked its usual commanding edge.
Last Updated : 2024-12-29The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty Six -Whispers of an Heir
The storm outside mirrored James Valquez’s state of mind. Thick, swirling clouds painted the evening sky a deep gray, while rain lashed against the sleek black town car pulling up to an inconspicuous building in the heart of New York City. The structure didn’t bear the gaudy lights or flamboyant signs of its neighbors; it was a picture of discretion, nestled between two towering skyscrapers. James stepped out of the car, his tailored coat shielding him from the elements, and adjusted the cufflinks on his shirt. His striking features, chiseled jawline, and cold steel-blue eyes were often the subject of envy and speculation in high society. Yet tonight, there was a shadow in his gaze, a burden that seemed to weigh on his otherwise unyielding shoulders. He strode into the building, where a receptionist behind a polished desk greeted him with a respectful nod. She didn’t need to ask for his name—few people required appointments at this hour, and even fewer carried the presence of James V
Last Updated : 2024-12-29The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty Seven - Confusion or Conviction??
James Valquez sat in his private office, the crown jewel of his sprawling empire. The panoramic windows behind him overlooked the cityscape, a testament to his ambition and dominance. Everything within these walls was curated to perfection—the black leather furniture, the abstract art adorning the walls, the faint scent of imported wood polish. Even his presence in this room was orchestrated power. But today, the air felt heavier, the space more confining. A sharp pain twisted in his chest, forcing him to grip the edge of his desk. His pen slipped from his fingers, clattering onto the glass surface. He stifled a groan, unwilling to show weakness even in solitude. "Sir?" Rodri’s voice broke through the silence. The ever-efficient assistant stood by the door, holding a tablet loaded with the day’s schedule. His sharp brown eyes narrowed with concern as he stepped closer. "Are you all right?" "I'm fine," James replied tersely, though his voice lacked its usual commanding edge.
Last Updated : 2024-12-30The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty Eight—Another kiss??
AVA'S POV I stood gracefully at the back of the ambulance, my hair plastered to my forehead, my uniform slightly damp from the sweat and chaos of my twelve-hour shift. The smell of antiseptic and the faint, metallic tang of blood clung to me as I handed off a patient to the emergency room staff. "Good work today, Affleck," My partner, Mark, said as we walked back to the vehicle. "Rough shift, but we made it." "Just another day saving lives," I replied with a tired smile, though my voice betrayed my exhaustion. My phone buzzed in my pocket, cutting through the din of the hospital parking lot. I glanced at the screen and froze. James Valquez. I answered the call hesitantly. "James?" "Ava," his deep, composed voice came through, smoother than the finest silk. "Are you free after your shift?" I blinked, momentarily caught off guard. "I just finished. Why?" "I want to take you out tonight," he said, his tone so casual it felt almost surreal. "Take me out? Like..
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The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fifty Seven — A Fragile Truth
The weight of secrets is a peculiar burden. It starts as a quiet whisper in the back of the mind, but as time goes on, it grows louder, more persistent, until it feels like a shout in the silence. James Valquez stood in his shower, letting the warm water cascade over his body as he leaned against the cold tile wall, his head bowed.The steam rose around him, but it did little to clear the storm in his mind. His decision to keep his terminal illness hidden from Ava had been rooted In a misguided sense of protection. He told himself it was to shield her, to let her live without the impending shadow of his mortality looming over their newfound happiness. But as their bond deepened, the lie began to gnaw at him.Was he doing the right thing? Was it fair to love her so deeply, knowing he could leave her in months?He clenched his fists, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. For a man who had built empires and faced down rivals without flinching, James had never felt this vulnerable. Av
The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fifty Six — Love on the menu
Two months had passed since the chaos that nearly tore James and Ava apart. In that time, their relationship had transformed into something neither of them could have imagined when they first signed their contract. What had started as a necessity for appearances had blossomed into something genuine, an unspoken bond that strengthened with each passing day.Tonight was a special evening, one James had planned meticulously. He had rented out the entirety of La Maison Privée, one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city, ensuring they would have the place entirely to themselves. The soft glow of candlelight illuminated the private dining room, and the faint strains of a violin played in the background.Ava sat across from James at the elegantly set table, her laughter echoing in the intimate space. She looked radiant, her cheeks flushed with happiness as she recounted a humorous memory from her childhood. James listened intently, a soft smile tugging at his lips.“You’re laughing to
The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fifty Five — Revenge!!!!!!
The air in the underground car park was thick with tension, the low hum of idling engines echoing off the cold concrete walls. Brandon Smith stood frozen, his eyes locked with James Valquez’s piercing gaze. The weight of the moment pressed down on him, his usual arrogance faltering as he realized he had walked into a trap. James stepped out of his sedan, his movements deliberate and calm, but his aura radiated danger. Behind him, the convoy of vehicles remained still, the men inside awaiting their orders. James’s hands were clenched into fists, his sharp suit giving no indication of the storm brewing within him. Brandon swallowed hard but quickly tried to recover his composure. “James,” he said, his voice laced with a forced confidence. “You’ve got some nerve showing up here.” James didn’t respond immediately. He took another step forward, the sound of his polished shoes hitting the concrete reverberating in the stillness. “You made a mistake, Brandon,” James said finally, his
The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fifty Four — The Trap
The dimly lit underground car park smelled of oil and damp concrete, its shadows stretching unnervingly as Rodri leaned casually against a black SUV. He checked his watch, his face a mask of calculated indifference, though beneath it lay an eagerness to see this plan unfold.Brandon’s business associate, Marcus Grayson, a middle-aged man with a sharp suit and a sharper tongue, stepped out of his sleek sports car. His polished shoes clicked against the concrete as he approached Rodri, his eyes scanning the surroundings with mild suspicion.“You called me here, Rodri,” Marcus said coolly, adjusting the cufflinks on his tailored jacket. “I trust this is important?”Rodri gave a tight smile, pushing off the car and extending a hand. “Always, Marcus. I wouldn’t waste your time.”Marcus shook his hand briefly before looking around. “Odd place for a meeting. And why so empty?”Rodri shrugged. “Privacy is paramount, don’t you think?”From his vantage point behind the steering wheel of a matte
The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fifty Three — Beneath the Layers
The fire crackled softly in the hearth, its gentle warmth casting a golden hue across the study. James and Ava sat side by side on the oversized couch, wrapped in the cocoon of an evening that felt unusually intimate. The weight of unspoken truths hung in the air, yet there was a newfound closeness between them, one forged through shared silences and cautious words.James leaned back, his dark eyes fixed on Ava as she gazed thoughtfully into the flames. She had been unusually quiet, and though he didn’t press her, he knew she was wrestling with something.Finally, she spoke. “James,” she said softly, her voice barely audible above the fire’s crackle.“Yes?” he replied, his tone gentle.She turned to him, her eyes searching his face as though trying to gauge his reaction to what she was about to say. “Do you ever think about what this marriage could be? Beyond the contract, I mean.”James raised an eyebrow, her question catching him slightly off guard. “What do you mean?”Ava hesitated
The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fifty Two —Crossroads of Desire and Vengeance
The heavy silence of the study was broken only by the faint ticking of a clock mounted on the far wall. James Valquez sat motionless in his chair, the firelight casting flickering shadows across his chiseled features. His mind was a battlefield, the opposing forces of vengeance and love warring for dominance.In front of him sat an untouched glass of amber liquid, its surface reflecting the golden hues of the fire. Beside it, a half-opened dossier detailed the latest intelligence on Brandon Smith’s whereabouts and operations. It was all there—maps, photographs, and the names of his known associates.But James’s gaze was fixed on a single photograph on his desk. It wasn’t part of the dossier but a candid shot of Ava, taken during a rare moment of happiness. She was laughing, her green eyes bright with life, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders. It was a picture of the woman who had somehow burrowed her way into his heart, the woman who had taught him that there was more to life
The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fifty One —The Trap
The invitation had come unexpectedly, but James Valquez rarely ignored an opportunity to survey the intricacies of his empire. Elias Johnson, a trusted manager in Atlas Incorporation’s logistics division, had asked James to inspect his warehouse stock holdings. The message had been professional and respectful, emphasizing the importance of James’s oversight on a new shipment of raw materials crucial to the plastics subdivision.James, however, had a natural instinct for caution. His empire had seen too many betrayals and power plays for him to trust blindly. Still, Elias had been loyal for years—or so James believed.When Ava had overheard the details of the meeting, she insisted on accompanying him. “You’ve been on edge since this whole Brandon situation escalated,” she said, her brown eyes sharp with concern. “I’m coming with you.”James had resisted at first, but he relented after seeing the determination in her gaze. He wasn’t willing to risk leaving her alone in the mansion, vuln
The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fifty — The Battle Line
James Valquez sat at the head of the long mahogany table in the conference room of Atlas Incorporation, his fingers steepled as he listened to the voices of his board members rise and fall in heated debate. The room, usually a place of calculated strategies and polished professionalism, now carried an undercurrent of tension and unease. The topic at hand was no ordinary business decision—it was a direct attack on his empire, one he could not and would not tolerate.The chair to his right was empty, reserved for his assistant, Rodri, who was on his way with the final report. James’s dark eyes scanned the faces of the board members seated around the table, each of them visibly uneasy. The theft and sabotage at the production company had rattled them all.“Mr. Valquez,” one of the directors began, his voice trembling slightly. “The losses from the recent attacks are substantial. Over 40% of the last shipment was either stolen or destroyed. If this continues, it could cripple the plastics
The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Fourty Nine —Beneath the Embers
The mansion was quiet, except for the crackling of the furnace that cast flickering shadows against the walls of the living room. James Valquez stood by the grand marble fireplace, his hands in his pockets, staring into the dancing flames as though the answers he sought lay hidden within. His brow was furrowed, his normally composed demeanor betraying traces of unease. Behind him, Ava Affleck sat curled on the oversized leather couch, her bare feet tucked beneath her. The warmth of the room didn’t reach her; she felt cold and restless, a deep sense of unease clawing at her chest. James turned, his sharp eyes meeting hers. She had always been a mystery to him—defiant yet vulnerable, stubborn yet compassionate. What had started as a marriage of convenience, a strategic contract to salvage his public image and provide her financial security, had morphed into something far more complicated. Against his better judgment, he had fallen for her. Completely. “Ava,” he said finally,
