All Chapters of Hidden Twins of a Billionaire Daddy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

★★★★ As the car sped along the wet road, two drenched figures sat inside, their expressions stoic. "I live near the East Park," Jasmine said, her gaze fixed firmly ahead. "Second lane of Christian Road." Damon glanced at Jasmine, noting her soaked clothes clinging to her frame. "My office is close by," he replied after a moment. "I need to change before I can drive you home." Jasmine's eyes flickered with irritation as she turned to face him. "You're not a child. A little wetness won't make you sick." She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, the damp fabric pressing against her skin. Placing a hand over her chest, she became increasingly aware of her predicament. "Besides," she added, her voice tinged with annoyance, "it's not like staying in wet clothes for a bit will kill you." Damon breathed deeply, his eyes lingering on Jasmine. "You know," he said, breaking the silence, "your appearance is distracting. Even though you’re not trying, there's something about you that keeps drawin

★★★★★ "Your woman? Do you really think I'm just another one of those girls you hook up with anytime, anywhere?" Jasmine's voice was laced with disappointment and simmering anger as she confronted Damon. With a surge of frustration, she shoved him with all her might, her muscles tense with pent-up emotion. Spinning on her heel, she attempted to storm out of the room, only to find the door stubbornly refusing to yield. "Open the damn door!" she seethed, her voice echoing off the walls. Damon took a deep breath, his jaw clenched in irritation as he met her fiery gaze. "So, how do you plan on compensating me because your twenty-four hours are up now," His words dripped with sarcasm as he strode over to the wardrobe, his movements sharp and purposeful. With a swift motion, he slid open the wardrobe door and retrieved another shirt, his frustration evident in the way he yanked it off the hanger. "I don't have time for this nonsense," he muttered under his breath, his tone tinged with

★★★★ "You can try that as well, but today you're staying with me," Damon said, a cold edge in his voice as he turned up the heat in the room. "Ah! How could you even think like that? Oh God! You are beyond my imagination," Jasmine spat, her eyes blazing with hatred. Damon's face remained impassive. "Because of the continuous rain, plenty of places are flooded. Not just this town, but many others nearby are under curfew until morning. No matter how desperate you are, there's nothing you can do about it." He reached for the remote and turned on the television, the screen flickering to life with images of the chaos outside. "See for yourself," he said, his tone mocking. "You're not going anywhere." Jasmine watched the news and realized Damon wasn't lying. Even if she managed to leave, she might not make it home. "What am I going to do now?" Jasmine muttered under her breath, anxiety creeping into her voice. "Call your home and let them know you're safe. They might be worried about

★★★ "I have nothing to ask. All I want is for you to move away from me," Jasmine weakly whispered. Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest; she could hear it, even though she wished she could deny such a reaction. "The first time I tasted your lips in the casino, I couldn't let go of the feelings it stirred in me. Believe it or not, that was my first kiss. You've gotten under my skin. Then, this morning, when I saw you licking that ice cream with your tongue stuck out, it sparked a desire in me I couldn't ignore. I've been thinking every second about how it would feel to kiss you again," Damon whispered, his hand on her waist, sending jolts through her body. Jasmine looked into his eyes and felt herself going chaotic; her body was reacting strongly to his words. The next second, her breath hitched when she felt his hands rubbing her thigh. She was still in his shirt, with nothing underneath. "I can feel you're not actually repulsed by my touch. Rather, you're trying to ventu

★★★★"You brat, she is going to be your wife. How can she not be an important person in your life?" Grandfather Colley fumed, his voice vibrating with frustration as he spoke to his grandson over the phone. "I am the one who truly understands her, even though all she desires is your understanding.""So you are suggesting that I should abandon my business and spend every waking hour with her just to entertain her because you think she needs company?" Damon retorted, his face etched with annoyance."Damon, do not forget that I entrusted you with this vast empire on the condition that you agreed to marry her. That means I expect to see her happy and cheerful," Grandfather Colley threatened his tone hardening."Hah! This business thrived because of my father's efforts, and I took the reins when I was just eleven years old. This empire is not merely the Colley family legacy, but something I have built and sustained on my own," Damon replied coldly. "If you still wish to reclaim this busine