Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire Desires: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

I try to ignore the heat radiating from Josh’s body, but it's impossible. Every slight shift, every breath he takes, feels magnified against my skin. I pull the blankets tightly around myself, hoping they’ll act as a barrier to the intense tension lingering in the room.Minutes stretch into what feels like hours, and sleep remains elusive. I toss and turn, my mind racing with thoughts of Josh and our earlier interactions. His teasing voice echoes in my ears, and the memory of his touch makes it difficult to focus on anything else.I’m so overwhelmed with desire that I don't know what to do. I lie there, listening to the rhythm of our breathing. Why isn’t he reaching for me? I sense, through the stillness in the room, that he’s holding back, fighting the urge to close the distance between us.I shift restlessly, the urge to turn toward Josh growing stronger. Every creak of the bed and every rustle of the blankets seems amplified in the quiet. I wonder if he feels the same pull if he’s

Harper's POVAll I want is to stay far away from him. I hate how he makes me crave his presence, yet I simultaneously want to distance myself. He's nothing but a hypocrite, claiming he loves me while hiding secrets I uncovered this morning.How could he keep such a significant secret from me, knowing it could either make or break our relationship? He insisted I go to the beach with him, but I'd rather keep my distance there than be near him."You know you'll have to talk to me about what's wrong eventually, right?" he says, staring at me with that infuriating smirk I desperately want to erase.The fury inside me finally erupts. I whirl around, my eyes blazing. "You know, I'd love it if you'd stay the hell away from me, you hypocrite," I snapped, and walked away immediately.I don't hear any movement behind me, but I'm sure he's stopped in his tracks, wondering about the reason for my outburst. I continue walking toward the beach, feeling the need to distance myself from him.As I stor

I wake up feeling tired despite a full night's sleep. I wouldn’t say I slept well; my mind was in a jumble, consumed with thoughts of Josh and the possibility of him having a child.As I sit on the edge of the bed, I notice Josh stirring in his sleep. His hands reach out, searching for me even though his eyes remain closed. When he realizes I’m not there, he sits up in a panic, looking around. But before he can fully awaken, he bangs his head against the headboard."That's the aftermath of drinking too much, Josh," I say, from across the large bed. I hand him an Advil and a bottle of water. “Thank you,” he mutters, his eyes fixed on me. He takes Advil and water, I watch him as he swallows the pills and takes a sip of water. He seems to gather himself, his gaze never leaving me."Harper," he starts, his voice hoarse. "I know I owe you an explanation. Last night was... not my finest moment. I'm sorry, Harper. I know I should have told you," Josh says, regret evident in his voice as he

Harper's POVI say the words before I realize what I've said. I don't regret it because it reveals that he's hiding something from me, something he doesn't want me to know. How can I remember anything when my mind has completely shut down when it comes to Josh?As I step out of the room, I cover my mouth, stifling a cry that threatens to escape. I can’t let anyone see me like this. With that thought, I hurry down the hallway to the reception desk. I need to sort out what I should have done earlier—get a room since he hadn’t booked one for me.Reaching the desk, I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself. The receptionist looks up with a polite smile.“Hi, good morning,” I say, glancing at her name tag. “Lisa.”“Good morning, ma'am. How may I assist you?” she responds brightly.“I need a room for the night,” I tell her.She nods. “Okay, just give me a moment,” she says, checking her computer for an available room.“Here you go,” she says, handing me a key card. “It’s on the first f

Josh's POVAfter Harper leaves the boardroom and drops the ring on the large table, fury surges through me. I’m at a loss for how to salvage the situation. She no longer wants me, and I know my actions, which led to her accident, have driven us apart. I want her to remember, to be able to make love to her again.I pick up the ring from the table, memories of our proposal filling my mind. The scene was beautiful, and her reaction, and her enthusiastic “yes” felt like the best moment of my life. How can I go back to those times?I need to talk to Axel. I know he’s the friend I can turn to for advice.I pull my phone from my pocket, swipe to unlock it, and dial Axel’s number. He doesn’t pick up on the first ring. Frustrated, I dial again, but he still doesn’t answer.“This better be the last time,” I mutter, dialing his number once more. On the third ring, he finally picks up.“Thank goodness! What the hell happened?” I ask, relief flooding my voice.“Chill, big man. It’s office hours; y