All Chapters of Mr. Billionaire Claims Me Back : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Lilian POV One moment, Jensen and I were kissing, and the next moment he was walking up the stairs to the top floor, with me in his arms while we were still kissing. The way to my room was so quick that I felt sick when I realized, he was laying me on the bed and getting on top of me while we kissed like two drunk crazy people. “Oh, my God… this is so addictive.” I stuttered with ragged breaths as I felt his mouth kissing my neck and jaw, his hands caressing my back and thighs. That was exactly what I was talking about—this physical and sentimental attraction that I felt for him, that any kiss or any touch from him could completely dismantle me and make me crazy for him. I hated the fact that only he could make me feel like this, but that was a fact, and it was almost impossible to resist. My fingers were looking for the buttons on his pajama shirt to open and undress him because I wanted to have that intimate contact between my hand and his skin, but our actions were not at al

Lilian POV “I can't believe I actually asked for more children yesterday. I don't know where my head was,” I commented as Jensen and I were still lying in bed, cuddling. The cold was starting to leave us little by little as his body felt so warm and attractive. “You said it was because the triplets were growing up and that you missed taking care of babies,” he said to me. His fingers caressed my back slowly and lazily, sending goosebumps so good on my skin. “Oh my God… so you mean we did it without a condom?” I said it with trepidation. “We were drunk, honey. A condom would have been the last thing we would have thought about using,” he said, and I sighed, nodding. “That's bad… What if I really get pregnant, Jensen?” Good heavens, I already had three children. I had no idea what I would do with more children. Jensen's hand ended up on my belly, where he caressed it. “If you get pregnant, then we will take care of the baby the way it deserves to be taken care of,” he said wi

Lilian POV "What? Did you sleep with Jensen Grimes?” April practically screamed in surprise. I was in the studio's office room sorting out the last things I had to resolve before doing the opening that would be that night. April, who knew me so well, noticed that I was a bit hesitant and nervous when she approached me, so she automatically realized that I was hiding something. She had insisted that I reveal to her what I was hiding, so I ended up telling her about what had happened between my ex-husband and me. At this moment, I was almost in panic. “For God's sake! Don’t scream, April. Please…!" I whispered in desperation, going to close the curtains on the glass walls of the office room that led to the studio, where the employees were working. I clearly didn't want any of my employees to know about my intimate life. “Don’t make a fuss, okay? This kind of thing shouldn’t be talked about in the workplace.” I sighed, sitting back in my chair and placing my hands on my desk. “I'm

Lilian POV Finally, the opening moment of my studio had arrived. I wore a beautiful, long and elegant wine-colored dress that left my back exposed and was tight at the waist and loose to the floor. I had straightened my hair earlier today just to maintain a difference with almost imperceptible, natural and elegant makeup. April, who was there with me in the dressing room where I went to get ready, squealed when she saw me ready. “You look so beautiful, Lilie! I'm so proud of you, girl,” she said with a huge smile, hugging me. “Thank you, April. You look so pretty, too!” I praise her. She also looked beautiful in a short, textured golden dress that reached the middle of her back. Her dress was strapless on one side, and on the other side it had a strap, which was quite elegant. She was wearing black high-heeled shoes, and she had also arranged for her hair to be tied into a bun on top of her head, with makeup that was a little flashier than mine, but it looked really good on her

Lilian POV I had barely left the office when everything around me seemed to fall apart. Each step I took was heavier than the last. The words I exchanged with Finn hammered in my mind incessantly, like an out-of-tune song that I couldn't silence. With each breath, the weight of guilt seemed to crush my chest, making each movement more painful. All I wanted at that moment was to disappear, to get away from everything. When I returned to the room, my eyes automatically searched for Jensen, as if his presence could bring me some kind of relief, but the truth was that not even he could save me from what I was feeling. He was there, casually leaning against one of the tables, seeming completely oblivious to the emotional hurricane that was hitting me. His face was calm, almost relaxed, as if what had just happened was just a small setback, an inconvenience of no real importance. “This guy has to stop hitting me. He’s so out of control,” Jensen murmured with a chuckle, shaking his head