All Chapters of Love on Fire with a Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

POV - (Point of View) Tristan CallahanThree years later...I woke up in a hotel room to the insistent ringing of my cellphone. Slowly, I got out of bed, wearing only underwear, and reached for the phone in the pocket of the pants scattered on the floor."Damn," I grumbled as I realized it was Xavier calling. "Hello?""Where are you???""I'm on my way," I lied, hurriedly putting on the pants while holding the phone with my shoulder."You're leaving already?"My eyes wandered to the bed, where a blonde woman was already awake, wrapped in a comforter that concealed her nudity."Yeah...""Tristan Callahan, don't tell me you're in a brothel?""I'll be a little late," I ignored the previous question and slid a white shirt over me, struggling with the buttons."What am I supposed to do in the meantime?" Xavier's anxiety was evident in his voice."Just stall them.""How?""Figure it out. They're young; it shouldn't be too difficult.""Chloe! Help me!" he shouted before ending the call.Final

Tristan's awakening was prompted by the voice of the young woman echoing through the room. Still immersed in the haze of sleep, he slowly returned to reality, and his eyes turned to Aurora, lying beside him. Her eyes were closed, immersed in restless slumber, her expressions reflecting internal anguish."No... please, don't shoot!" she screamed, terrified, her words breaking the boundaries between the nightmare and reality. Tears began to flow down her face as she cried. It was evident that she was trapped in a terrifying nightmare. "Adelaide..."Tristan acted quickly, grabbing her shoulders and shaking them gently. "Aurora, wake up," he implored, his voice filled with urgency. "Come on, wake up. Aurora!"She woke suddenly, her body tense, and her eyes filled with fear. Trembling and with trembling lips, she struggled to process the transition from the nightmare to reality. Tears continued to roll down her cheeks, silent witnesses to her torment."Calm down, it was just a nightmare,"

An hour of comfortable silence stretched, during which Aurora briefly dozed off, and Tristan contemplated his life while gently caressing her hand."Whose room is this?" Aurora asked, noticing the miniature cartoon character figurines on top of a dresser on the other side."Mine. Well, it used to be mine," Tristan replied."Really?" Aurora got up, full of curiosity, and went to the other side of the room to examine closely."My father said he didn't touch anything after I left, except for the clothes I left behind," explained Tristan."What happened to them?""They were donated. Besides that, everything's the same."Aurora noticed that the miniatures were the only decoration with a personal touch. There was nothing else. No photos or CDs of any bands he used to like. Since childhood, he had a rather minimalist taste."Your father must have missed you," she commented, hearing his incredulous grunt. "Seriously. After all, you're still his son. I can't think of any other reason he wouldn

"What are you doing here?" Tristan's question burst into that tension-filled space, unleashing a torrent of long-held emotions."I came to lay it all on the line!" the redhead declared, adjusting her tone to convey determination. "And just so you know, no, I'm not drunk, and I'm fully aware of what I'm about to say, so pay close attention." Tristan, relaxed with his arms crossed and leaning against the door frame, kept his gaze focused as he listened attentively. "This whole 'being friends' thing isn't going to work. Sure, I agreed to it at first, but I also said we should let our hearts go where they wanted. And that's the point. My heart only goes to you... even if you are a Mr. Arrogant, cheeky, proud, masochistic, and thick-headed jerk!"A glimmer of amusement appeared in Tristan's eyes as he commented, "That was the longest one yet."Aurora scolded him, "Don't interrupt me, or I'll lose my train of thought."Tristan, with a touch of sarcasm, teased, "Are you sure you haven't had

If news reached Thomas's ears, it would take only a few days for him to share it with the entire United States. Aurora called Klaus, who wasn't even in America at that moment, wanting to tell him before someone else did, but it was too late. He already knew, thanks to Thomas, of course. Klaus still made her swear over the phone that she wouldn't plan anything related to the ceremony until he and Frederick returned from their honeymoon.Tristan planned to tell his father when they visited him on Sunday. Mr. Callahan wasn't very connected to gossip, so it was quite likely that he didn't know the news yet. And even if he did find out, he wouldn't be the type of person to care about such things.Despite the immense joy, Aurora's heart ached every time she imagined her sister helping her with the wedding details. She imagined that Adelaide would cry all the time, from the first dress fitting to the end of the party.Aurora continued with her treatment and medications. She still woke up in