All Chapters of A Deal With My Billionaire Husband : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

HELENA’S POVI wake up that morning with a splitting headache, My mind felt foggy, like it had been soaked in alcohol, though I knew that wasn’t the case. As I slowly blinked, my surroundings came into focus—the dark wood paneling, the sheer curtains filtering sunlight into the room.“What the hell was happening?” I whispered to myself amidst the blinding the headache that flustered.Slowly, the realization hit me like a cold bucket of water, and I groaned softly, sinking deeper into the plush pillows. I lay still trying to conjure up my memory from the previous night, last I remembered, I had followed Dante to the club and - the flashing lights, the overwhelming heat, the loud music and people dancing while I settled at the bar with a drink and then... him. The strange man that had approached me leading me away, the dizziness that followed, the confusion.Then Dante – Dante had saved me. I remembered his face behind my blurred vision and hazed state and – shit!I sat up quickly, a sh

DANTE’S POVAfter I had left the house after giving Helena the ring, the next agenda on my mind was to deal personally with Tony Anotti, of course he knew Helena was engaged to me, the only reason he had decided to pull the stunt with me and that was why I decided to give her the ring. I had rushed earlier that morning before she woke up, pulled up at the nearest jeweler and purchased the one that caught my eye, I didn’t care how expensive it was – it was my claim on her, to prove to everyone in Algreen Cove that she was mine now.I arrived at the warehouse where we’d been keeping Tony Anotti to find Paulo was already there, but he looked a tad bit disheveled with his normally crisp shirt untucked and his brow furrowed with worry."Dante," he said, his voice low and urgent, "Tony... he’s gone."The words barely registered for a second, and when they did, the rage simmering just beneath my skin flared up. "What do you mean he’s gone?" I barked, stepping closer to him but Paulo held my

HELENA’S POVI remember Dante’s gaze when I saw him standing outside the dance studio – it was warm, dark and every emotion in between. I felt a shiver dance across my spine and I hadn’t even realized it when I walked towards him. I didn’t expect him to cup my face with the roughness of his palms and my heart soared.I heard a tiny groan from his throat, a quiet noise of satisfaction boomed from him when I pressed my face on his chest. His fingers slid from my cheek to the back of my head and his fingers threading through my hair. I inhaled deeply, feeling every ounce of touch he gave me, and I was on the verge of melting like candy in his hands.He smelled so good, felt so good – like I everything I needed and craved, comfort, security.“I – I – don’t know what to say” I breathed.“Shhh” he shushed me with his head resting atop mine “Don’t ruin it”He had done everything I should hate and resent him for but here I was finding comfort in his arms and doing everything my mind screamed

HELENA’S POVMy breath grew heavier with each passing second, and a certain heat seemed to envelope us – binding us together.“I’m going to count to ten, Helena. If you’re still here by then – I’m fucking you”I didn’t say anything, just the heaviness of my breath echoed back to him.“One, two, three – ” his counts were slow, measured and calculated but the fire inside me was more intense – and I wasn’t going anywhere. My need for him was greater than any goddamn rule I had created.“Four – five –”“I’m not going anywhere” I breathed, then I brushed a hand across his neck and into his thick hair at his nape, he let out a quiet, tense breath at my touch.“Six Helena” he counted but I had slipped my hands under his shirt, feeling the warmth radiate from him and I absorbed it like an addict“Seven”My breast were bare beneath my night gown and my nipples poked through the fabric, heavy and tight and so close to his face. He only had to lift his head to put his mouth on them, to relieve t

DANTE’S POVIt was that particular morning when the sunlight filtered through the silk curtains, and Helena beside me on the sofa chair that was as large as a bed, her hands strewn lazily across my chest. I had woken up first, my eyes focused on her face as she snored lightly. It was at that moment I realized, I was threading on dangerous waters, I realized she was clouding my head more hours of the day than I needed her to be.Her porcelain skin reflected the sunlight with a luminous grace that could bring a man to his knees, and suddenly her fluttered open and I shut mine immediately, pretending to be asleep. I couldn’t let her know I had been watching her sleep and when I saw she was standing up to leave, I grabbed her wrist pulling her back to me, I still wanted to revel in her raspberry and honey scent with a hint of coconut in her hair and hold her for as long as she was willing to allow.“Coffee?” she drawled lazily at me and unknowingly my hands went to touch her face, drawin