All Chapters of Hidden Twins of a Billionaire Daddy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

★★★★Damon took in her flushed skin and her satisfied face. He gave her time to catch her breath, even though he was hardened like steel, while the desire in his eyes deepened, a craving consuming his thoughts. The only thing he could see was having Jasmine completely.Jasmine opened her eyes and stared at Damon's face, realizing how intimately he had touched her, as if no boundaries had ever existed between them. Despite the initial shock, the sensation was deeply satisfying, igniting an unfamiliar but intense longing she had never truly encountered before."We shouldn't stop," Damon murmured, his voice husky with desire. His gaze traced a path from her eyes to her lips, then further down to her breast. Jasmine felt a rush of embarrassment and instinctively covered herself with her hand.Damon's head tilted as he closed the distance between them, his arm encircling her waist. "You are beautiful in my eyes. You can hide them, but you can't remove them from my thoughts," he said softly

★★★★ "Enter," Grandfather said. His tone was old but authoritative. Cindy stepped in and stood at the door, her face a mixture of frustration and sadness. "I am tired, Grandpa. Damon is not the person you think he will become after marriage. I prepared food, and I waited like a good wife should, but he disappointed me again," Cindy's voice trembled with the weight of her stress and disappointment. "My girl, what happened? What did he do now?" Grandfather asked, his tone softening with concern. "I've seen you making food for him. Has he been rude to you?" His love for Cindy was as strong as his love for Damon, and seeing her distressed pained him. "Rude? No," Cindy replied, shaking her head. "He didn’t even come home. He promised he would, which is why he forced me to leave the party early. My friend said he left the party soon after me, but he didn’t come here, nor did he go back to the villa. Where could he have gone? How can I not know where he is?" Grandfather sighed deeply, le

★★★★ Jasmine didn’t answer further. Instead, she scooped up a spoonful of noodles and ate them hurriedly, not caring how hot they were. Wiping her lips, she placed the bowl in the sink and then made her way to the shopping bag, heading toward her room to change. Her steps were cold and hurried. "I think Miss Jasmine is holding back her anger," Paul remarked to Damon as soon as Jasmine disappeared into the room. Damon’s expression hardened. "Keep an eye on her. If she tries to escape with her daughter, make sure she understands there’s nowhere she can hide from me. And if she seeks help from Harley, well, I don’t know what I’ll do," he said with a possessive tone. Paul hesitated, then asked, "If it’s not inappropriate, may I know why you’re so obsessed with her?" Damon’s eyes flashed with irritation. "What? No! I’m not obsessed with her. I just don’t like rebellion. She needs to understand the importance of this project and her role in it." Paul nodded slowly, sensing there was mo

★★★★ As Jasmine entered the room, she immediately noticed Cindy sitting in a lavish chair, sipping on a cold coffee. Cindy’s relaxed countenance changed drastically upon seeing Jasmine. "You shouldn't be late to work, Jasmine," Cindy said icily, setting her coffee down. "The opportunity you’ve been given is difficult for a newbie to grasp. There’s Maria, the girl I think is more suitable." Cindy directed her gaze toward a young woman sitting in a chair across the room. Maria's bloodshot eyes locked onto Jasmine, filled with anger and resentment. It was clear that this project was very important to her. She had spent years trying to get a chance under Colley Productions, and then, one night, a girl with no name had taken the role from her. Jasmine met Maria’s glare with calm resolve and said to Cindy, "Why am I here for? To show pity her or make myself think how opportunist I am!" Cindy’s face scrunched up in anger as she fumed at Jasmine’s audacity. How dare she display such conf

★★★ As they made their way to the photo session area, Ian glanced at Jasmine, curiosity evident in his eyes. "What kind of argument did you get into with Cindy that she’s ready to start a war in the middle of the room?" Ian asked. He had been looking for the new female lead since the morning. Last night, he had been informed that the previous female lead had been replaced. He was quite excited to find out why until he heard that the new female lead had been suspiciously interrogated by Cindy. Jasmine sighed. "I can't really tell you everything, but I will say that I didn’t intend to argue with her. No wise person would willingly get into a confrontation with someone as powerful as Cindy. Perhaps the previous lead actress is a good friend of hers, and my taking over the role is something she wasn’t ready to accept." Ian was surprised by Jasmine's calm demeanor. He had expected her to complain or display anger. "You’re handling this well," he said, impressed. "Most people would be fu