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Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Shivering like a wet cat
Selena clenched her fists, her jaw tightening as she swallowed the insults bubbling on her tongue. 'What is wrong with him?' She turned her attention to the room, her gaze darting over the rows of leather-bound books, the sleek wooden furniture, and the perfectly organized desk. Everything about the space screamed dark and gloomy, just like its owner. She groaned loudly, hoping to irritate him, but Julian didn’t even glance her way. 'What’s the point of having such a handsome face if he’s such an asshole?' she thought bitterly, her gaze involuntarily lingering on him. She hated that she couldn’t ignore his looks. His sharp jawline, the way his dark hair fell slightly over his forehead, the intensity in his eyes as he read—it was all infuriatingly perfect. But then, she reminded herself, his good looks were wasted on his devilish personality. 'How can someone who looks like that be so unreasonable?' she wondered, glaring at him. 'Does he think locking me up is going to make me
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Selena sat at the dining table, absently picking at her dinner. The quiet clinking of her fork against the plate was the only sound in the large dining room. Her mind kept drifting back to Julian’s unexpected act of kindness. Why had he put his jacket over her? Why did he care that she was cold? Wasn’t he the same man who spent most of his time making her life miserable with his arrogance and unreasonable demands? Her brow furrowed as she chewed a bite of food. 'He’s so strange. One moment he’s glaring at me like I’ve offended his ancestors, and the next he’s being…considerate?' She thought about the way he’d looked at her earlier when she asked about the jacket. There was something in his eyes—something she couldn’t quite name. It wasn’t the usual irritation or condescension. It was softer, almost human. But then, just like always, he’d ruined the moment with his sharp tongue, calling her a wet cat. Selena let out a frustrated sigh and stabbed at a piece of chicken. 'He’s u
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-01-18Tied To The Heartless Billionaire The Pregnancy Talk
The breakfast table was laden with the usual luxurious spread: freshly baked croissants, colorful fruit platters, steaming coffee, and a variety of gourmet dishes that only a household like Julian’s could produce. Selena sat quietly, nibbling on a piece of toast, still half-asleep but grateful for the calm. Julian was reading his tablet, his sharp eyes darting over the stock updates. Grandma, however, had other plans. “Selena,” she began, her tone sweet but mischievous, “how are you feeling this morning?” Selena looked up, surprised at the sudden attention. “Uh… fine, Grandma. Why?” “Good, good.” Grandma took a sip of her tea, her eyes twinkling. “And? Any news?” Selena blinked, confused. “News?” Julian glanced up from his tablet, his brow furrowing. “What news?” Grandma leaned forward, her voice dropping conspiratorially. “About the baby, of course!” Selena’s eyes widened in horror, and the toast she’d just bitten into caught in her throat. She coughed violently, grab
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-01-20Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Do I really care for her?
The rehearsal room was alive with activity. Assistants moved props around, and the director barked occasional instructions to the staff. Selena sat quietly in the corner, observing Cassandra as she rehearsed a particularly emotional scene. Cassandra’s voice carried through the room, full of intensity and conviction, as she delivered her lines flawlessly. Selena’s heart ached as she watched. The energy of the set, the feel of the script in her hands, and the thrill of becoming a character—it all felt like a lifetime ago. The sharp pang of longing caught her off guard, and she quickly looked away, pretending to be engrossed in her phone. Cassandra, ever perceptive despite her aloof demeanor, glanced at Selena during a break. She noticed the distant look in her eyes and the way Selena hugged her arms tightly around herself. “You miss it, don’t you?” Cassandra asked nonchalantly as she sipped from her water bottle. Selena blinked, startled by the question. “What?” “Acting,” Cass
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-01-22Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Why am I so protective of her?
Julian sat behind his large mahogany desk, sipping his morning coffee and scanning the day's schedule. Clara updated him on the day's appointments."Okay, so you have a meeting with the marketing team at 10 am to discuss the new campaign," Clara said, her eyes scanning her notes. "And then you have a lunch meeting with a potential investor at 12:30 pm."Julian nodded, making a mental note of the meetings. "Anything else?"Clara hesitated before speaking. "Actually, there is something. You have some visitors waiting to see you."Julian raised an eyebrow. "Visitors? Who?"Clara checked her notes again. "They're from a media company. They didn't specify what they wanted to talk to you about, but they said it was important."Julian's curiosity was piqued. "Send them in."Clara nodded and stepped out of the office. A moment later, she returned with two women and a man in tow."Mr. Julian, this is Ms. Thompson, Ms. Lee, and Mr. Patel from City Lights Media," Clara introduced.Julian stood u
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-01-23Tied To The Heartless Billionaire The actress she used to be
Julian’s car pulled into the driveway of the mansion, the soft hum of the engine cutting through the evening quiet. As the driver opened the door for him, he stepped out, loosening his tie. Selena followed behind, her heels clicking softly against the stone path. “I’m going to my room to freshen up,” she said curtly, not even glancing at him. Her tone was polite but distant, and before he could respond, she disappeared inside the house, heading straight for the stairs. Julian stood there for a moment, watching her retreating figure. *Freshen up?* he thought, narrowing his eyes. It wasn’t unusual for her to keep her distance, but something about the way she said it irked him. Shrugging it off, he entered the house and made his way to the dining hall. Dinner was already being set, the aroma of freshly cooked food wafting through the air. Julian took his seat at the head of the table, the same place he always sat. The long dining table stretched before him, but tonight, it felt esp
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-01-24Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Maybe he's not that heartless
Julian pushed the door open, his sharp gaze falling on Selena. She flinched, startled, and instinctively kicked the fallen script under the nearby sofa. “Julian,” she stammered, her voice slightly higher than usual. “What… what are you doing here?” Julian’s brows furrowed. Her tone, the way she stiffened as though caught doing something wrong—it was suspicious. “I could ask you the same thing,” he said, stepping inside and shutting the door behind him. “I wasn’t doing anything,” Selena said quickly, her hands clasped tightly in front of her as if trying to shield herself. Julian’s sharp eyes swept the room. The way she was standing, the slight movement of her foot—it was too obvious. He smirked, his arms crossing over his chest. “Really? You’re that bad at lying?” “I’m not lying!” she insisted, her voice rising a little too much. Julian took a deliberate step toward her, his towering presence making her instinctively take a step back. “Move,” he ordered, his voice calm b
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-01-25Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Is he really protective of me?
The following day, Selena walked into the office with her usual guarded expression, half expecting whispers or side glances about the script incident from the previous night. But to her surprise, the office was just as normal as ever. No one seemed to know or care. Julian hadn’t said a word to her all morning, treating her with the same distant professionalism as always.She spent most of the day by his side, following him to meetings and scribbling notes on her notepad. Though her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of last night, Julian was as composed as ever, his piercing gaze fixed on the presentations or the documents in his hand.Selena walked into the cafeteria with her tray, grateful for a quiet moment to herself. She found a corner table and sat down, savoring the first bite of her sandwich. It was one of the few peaceful moments she’d had all day. But, as fate would have it, her solitude didn’t last long. “Mind if I join you, Selena?” Clara’s overly cheerful voice cut thr
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2 years later - The stage, still shimmering under the golden wash of the spotlights, echoed with the thunderous applause even as the velvet curtains descended, sealing off the spectacle. Selena stood at the heart of the stage, her chest heaving, her breath coming in ragged, triumphant gasps. The final, soaring notes of her performance, a culmination of years of relentless dedication, hung in the air, a testament to her talent. Yet, the audience's roaring cheers, a wave of unabashed adoration, confirmed what she already knew: she had captivated them.She had done it. She had finally reached the pinnacle she had so ardently pursued.From her early days as a precocious prima donna in the grand opera houses, where her crystalline soprano had enchanted audiences, to this very night—her Broadway debut as the leading lady of a prestigious opera troupe—her journey had been a testament to her unwavering spirit. Yet, as she took her final, graceful bow, her gaze fell upon a familiar sight wait
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The soft glow of the fireplace flickered across the dimly lit living room, casting long, dancing shadows that painted the walls with a warm, intimate hue. Julian leaned back on the couch, his arm stretched along the top, a silent observer of Selena as she tucked her legs beneath her, creating a cozy nest of her oversized sweater. There was something about the way the firelight danced in her eyes, catching the subtle flecks of gold and amber, that made his chest tighten with a complex mix of tenderness and a vague, unsettling apprehension. He’d always admired her quiet strength, but tonight, there was a fragile vulnerability that both captivated and worried him."You've been quiet," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that barely disturbed the stillness, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The simple gesture was meant to be comforting, a gentle reminder of his presence, but he felt a flicker of unease at the way she flinched slightly, as if startled by his touc
Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Honeymoon
Selena's breath hitched as Julian planted a series of soft, wet kisses down her neck, his teeth gently nibbling at the tender skin. His hands roamed freely across her body, leaving goosebumps and a warmth that felt like wildfire wherever they touched. He caressed her breasts, teasing the nipples until they were taut with desire.Feeling the firmness of his erection pressed against her, Selena couldn't resist any longer and reached down to stroke him slowly. The base of his cock felt thick and velvety in her grasp. Julian let out a deep moan that reverberated through her entire body, sending shivers dancing along her spine.Their limbs tangled together, Selena's legs wrapped around Julian's waist as their bodies moved in perfect sync. Their breathing grew ragged and desperate, their exhales and inhales mingling together in a symphony of passion.Julian's gaze lingered on Selena's flushed face and he paused for a moment, his pupils dilating with unbridled lust. "You are so beautiful," h
Tied To The Heartless Billionaire A grand wedding
Every day was a new adventure, every moment a testament to their connection, their bond growing stronger with each passing hour. They explored the city together, sharing kisses in the rain, and dancing in the moonlight, their laughter echoing through the streets, their love a constant, steady flame, burning bright, warming their hearts.It was perfect, it was bliss, it was everything she had ever wanted, and as the days passed, and the months turned into years, Selena couldn't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, fairytales could come true after all."Marry me," he whispered one night, his voice a low, husky murmur against her skin, his eyes filled with an intensity that made her heart ache."Aren't we already married?"He smiled. "I want to marry you again, grand and happily."She nodded, her smile a promise, her gaze filled with a love that spoke volumes, her answer a silent declaration of her devotion.He smiled, his expression tender, his gaze filled with a deep, unfathomable aff
Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Always together
They returned to their home at night.Home.Selena loved how the word felt on her lips, a promise, a hope, a dream come true.That night, after a romantic dinner in a dimly lit restaurant, their meal accompanied by a string quartet and a glass of rich, velvety wine, Julian led her upstairs, his touch reverent, his eyes dark with a passion that mirrored her own.When he touched her, when he kissed her, her mind went blank, a haze of desire, and her body, her body was on fire, aching, longing for the feeling of him, the warmth of his skin against hers, the intimacy of their shared pleasure.He gently pushed her on the bed and hovered above her.She felt his hand brush the sensitive spot on her stomach, moving up to her breasts and cupping them, teasing them, and she couldn't hold back the moans that escaped her lips.She closed her eyes and arched her back. His hot, wet mouth enveloped her left breast while his thumb circled the nipple of her right.He sucked, nipped and bit until the p
Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Love in paris
Paris was everything Selena had imagined, and yet, it was also so much more. It was a living, breathing dream, a symphony of sights, sounds, and scents that resonated deep within her soul. She had seen the postcards, read the novels, watched the romantic comedies, but nothing, absolutely nothing, could have prepared her for the sheer, intoxicating reality of being here. The city hummed with a vibrant energy, a palpable sense of history and romance that permeated every cobblestone street, every ornate building, every whispered conversation. Every corner held a story, every street exuded a timeless charm, and every glance Julian sent her way, every touch, every word, amplified the magic tenfold.Their first morning in Paris, the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains of their bedroom, Julian had woken her with a gentle kiss on her forehead, a feather-light touch that sent a shiver down her spine. "Get dressed, sweetheart. We’re going out." His voice, a low, husky rumble, w
Tied To The Heartless Billionaire A home
The moment Selena stepped out of the airport, the cool, crisp Parisian air brushed against her skin, a gentle welcome to a world she had only dreamed of. Even through the lingering exhaustion that clung to her after the long flight, a weariness that settled deep in her bones, she couldn't suppress the involuntary intake of breath, a deep, reverent sigh that allowed the reality of her arrival to finally permeate her senses. She was in Paris.The city unfolded before her, a tapestry of golden hues under the soft, diffused light of the morning sun. The streets, a labyrinth of history and charm, were lined with buildings that whispered tales of centuries past. Balconies, adorned with intricate wrought-iron railings, jutted out from aged facades, like delicate lace against stone. Cafés, already bustling with early risers, spilled onto the sidewalks, their tables filled with animated conversations and the clinking of porcelain. Flower stalls, vibrant splashes of color against the muted ton
Tied To The Heartless Billionaire Lets go to paris
Selena's fingers trembled slightly as she laced them through Julian's, the cool leather of the first-class seat a stark contrast to the warmth radiating from his hand. She had barely lifted a finger in preparation for her move to Paris, the sheer magnitude of the task seeming insurmountable until Julian had swept in, a whirlwind of calm efficiency.From the moment she had confessed her readiness, a fragile whisper of "I think I'm ready," he had transformed into a force of nature. Plane tickets materialized, visa paperwork was navigated with an almost supernatural ease, and a charming apartment in the heart of the Latin Quarter was secured, all before she could fully grasp the reality of her impending departure.A flicker of guilt, sharp and insistent, pricked at her conscience. "Julian, I can do this. You don’t have to take care of everything," she had protested, her voice laced with a mixture of gratitude and unease. The feeling of being overwhelmed, yet so intensely cared for, was a
Tied To The Heartless Billionaire A Dream Set in Motion
The morning light filtered through the arched windows of the opera house, painting golden streaks across the worn wooden floors. Selena paused in the grand foyer, her fingers trailing along the smooth marble banister as she inhaled deeply. The familiar scent of aged wood, rosin, and the faintest hint of lemon polish filled her lungs—a fragrance that had become as comforting to her as home. Her ballet flats made no sound as she moved through the labyrinthine hallways, past practice rooms where the sounds of scales and arpeggios spilled into the corridor. A violinist tuned her instrument nearby, the sharp notes cutting through the morning quiet. Somewhere, a soprano ran through a challenging passage from La Traviata, her voice rising and falling like a bird testing its wings. This was her world. And today, she would set her dream in motion. Madame Laurent was exactly where Selena knew she'd be—in the small rehearsal room at the end of the east wing, her silver-streaked hair pull
