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The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Twenty Five —The Fist Fight
James POV “Release him.” I said, looking at him keenly as I studied his every move. He jacked out of my guards grip, despite being released slowly. He abruptly advanced towards me, proposing what seem like a fight towards me. I looked into his eyes with lack of regret to what ever happens next as my resolve was as frim as clay. Brandon stood directly opposite me as he use his head to head butt me with all his might. The impact was barely impactful as a stood rigid in my stance. I abruptly flashed a mischievous grin across my face. “My turn.” I blankly said as I replaced my words with my heavy fist brushing through his mouth. Brandon abruptly staggered back before regaining consciousness. I moved like a freight train, my massive fist swinging with the force of a battering ram. Brandon tried to duck, but he wasn’t fast enough. The punch connected with his jaw, sending him staggering backward into the open space. The dull thud of flesh against his Jaw bone echoed thr
Last Updated : 2024-12-22The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Twenty Six — The Gates of love
The earth revealed the sprawling estate as Ava Affleck stared at the large dent in the ornate, iron-wrought gate. It had been caused by her ex boyfriend, Brandon Smith, who forcefully attempted to enter her contract marriage husband mansion, James Valquez. Now, the once-pristine entrance to James Valquez’s luxurious mansion was blemished, and Ava found herself standing there, wondering how she’d ended up in this situation. James, her billionaire husband—if one could call him that—approached, his work clothes with a designer robe as the latter was torn during the fight with Brandon, immaculate as always, his expression colder than the evening wind whipping through the yard. “This is unacceptable,” he stated flatly, hands tucked into his pockets. His dark eyes studied the gate as though it had personally insulted him. “I don’t want to have you spoil my gate Ava, The maintenance cost hundred of thousands of dollars, if not millons.” Ava rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her
Last Updated : 2024-12-23The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Twenty Seven — How did we get here?.
Ava stepped closer, her face softening as she examined the damage. She pressed the ice pack gently against his ribs, her fingers brushing his skin. He hissed at the cold, but he didn’t pull away. “You should’ve seen Brandon,” he muttered, trying to inject some levity into the tense silence. “I don’t care about brandon,” Ava replied, her voice steady. “I care about you not ending up in a hospital bed.” James’s gaze flicked to her, surprise flashing in his eyes before it was quickly replaced by his usual stoicism. “Why do you care, now?" Ava paused, her hand stilling for a moment before she resumed her work. “Because, despite how infuriating you are, I don’t want to see you hurt. Is that such a strange concept?” His lips pressed into a thin line, and for once, he had no retort. She moved on to the cut near his temple, grabbing a first aid kit from under the sink. She stood between his knees, her proximity unnerving him more than he cared to admit. He could feel her warmt
Last Updated : 2024-12-23The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Twenty Eight - First time
JAMES POVI woke in darkness. The sound of me, breathing was shallow and raspy, bouncing off the walls of my vast bedroom. my eyes flickered open, the faint, predawn light slicing through the edges of heavy blackout curtains. The world was stirring, but I felt trapped in a different dimension—one where time had collapsed in on itself, swallowing the last two months whole.The realization hit me like a freight train. Two months gone. Two months of my finite, dwindling life. I had exactly 22 months left, an unyielding sentence etched into the fabric of my existence.I sat up slowly, my body stiff from a restless sleep. The cold silk sheets tangled around me felt as empty and oppressive as the sprawling mansion , which I built as my home. I rubbed my temples, trying to summon the details of those lost days. Had they been filled with business meetings? The surprisingly joyous adventures with Ava? Empty hours spent staring at the skyline? It didn’t matter. They were gone, irretrievable, as
Last Updated : 2024-12-25The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Twenty Nine— The drunken chaos
The whiskey bottle was nearly empty, its amber contents reduced to a thin layer at the bottom. James Valquez sat slumped in a leather armchair in one of the estate’s many lounges, the room dimly lit by a single floor lamp. The edges of his vision blurred as the alcohol coursed through his veins, dulling the sharp edges of his thoughts but amplifying the emotions he tried so hard to suppress. He had tried to lose himself in the whiskey after his axe-throwing session, but the memories of the day, of Emma, and of Ava, had followed him like shadows. Ava. Her name lingered in his mind, unwelcome but persistent. She had been a thorn in his side from the beginning—a contract wife meant to serve as a distraction for the public and shield him from unwelcome scrutiny. She wasn’t supposed to matter. She wasn’t supposed to… affect him. But she did. And that was becoming a problem. James stood, unsteady on his feet, the whiskey bottle dangling loosely from his hand. He felt the burn o
Last Updated : 2024-12-25The Billionaire's Weakness Chapter Thirty —Fallen or Falling?
JAMES POVEnough of showing vulnerability. I abruptly closed my MacBook gently as my thoughts rummage through my head. The alcohol, compounded with my thoughts, made me look weak in front of Ava, a rare occurrence everyone in my estate would probably agree on.I stare into the painting portrayed at the wall of my study.Respect before my emotions. Ava must not see the side of my vulnerability ever again.I briskly walked over to the mini bar. Opening the glass, my gaze was met with vintage wines and strong gins as I searched for other alternatives. I abruptly picked up a bottle of sparkling water, which I rarely drink.I took the deliquescent liquid in my hand and headed out.**********The sun was just beginning its climb, casting a golden glow over my sprawling Valquez estate. I walked into the sleek, modern kitchen, my steps precise, my expression blank. I wasn’t weak. I wouldn’t let emotions compromise me. Not now.As I stepped into the kitchen, the scent of freshly brewed coffe
Last Updated : 2024-12-26The 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
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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,
