All Chapters of Married to a heartless billionaire : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aurora’s eyes widened in shock, her breath catching in her throat as Damien kissed her. The kiss was sudden, filled with a mixture of his lingering frustration and something else—something deeper. It caught her completely off guard, but as the initial surprise faded, she found herself responding. Her lips moved softly against his, timid but sincere. The atmosphere was intense as Aurora’s wide-open eyes gently closed as she kissed him back. The kiss was intense, and her fragile hands moved into his hair as she tried to match the energy he was giving her, but it was too overwhelming. Damien could taste the delicious flavors of the meal she had eaten earlier as he deepened the kiss, not giving her space to breathe. Simon, who was driving the car, couldn’t help but quickly find a nearby empty park. He parked the car and left the couple alone as he took a walk. “Ahh,” Aurora let out a soft moan as Damien released her lips, slowly kissing her neck down to her collarbone. Without hesitat

The dinner hall was quiet, everyone’s eyes on Beverly. She sighed, rubbing her head, then looked at Daniel. “I’m disappointed you think that of me. Why would I want to have an outside relationship with my colleague when Damien is there? It’s unprofessional,” she said, while Daniel scoffed. “Don’t be. I’m just suggesting because nothing is pointing fingers at a reason why…” “Daniel, that’s enough. You shouldn’t conclude something that’s not happening. Beverly won’t do it,” Clara cut in, and everyone sighed. “I know my daughter, Mr. Daniel Vladimir. She wouldn’t hurt Damien. I believe he has something he just doesn’t want to say. He’s Damien, and everyone here knows how he acts sometimes,” Mrs. Wales said, rubbing her daughter’s back. “That’s fine. There’s nothing I can do anymore. He has introduced his wife, and I’m not going to pressure him into marrying you, but I can tell you this—I don’t invite people whose identity I don’t know into our family,” Old Man Vladimir said, causing

Damien’s cold gaze locked onto the fragile figure standing before him as he buttoned up his shirt. Aurora’s hands nervously gripped the edges of her pajama shirt as she stood there, unsure of how to proceed. He sighed, his eyes narrowing slightly. “What do you want?” he asked, his voice piercing through the silence like a blade. The commanding tone made her flinch slightly, her blue eyes flickering with uncertainty. “Speak,” he ordered as he fastened his wristwatch. Aurora swallowed hard, her lips trembling. She had to do this. She had to say it now, or she never would. “I’m in love with you, Damien,” she said, her voice small but steady. The room seemed to freeze in that moment. Damien paused, his expression unchanged, though his eyes darkened slightly. Aurora’s heart pounded in her chest as the silence stretched on, suffocating her. She wasn’t sure if he was about to reject her, laugh, or dismiss her entirely. Damien’s cold, unreadable gaze lingered on her, his jaw tight.

The afternoon was bright. Aurora followed Stella and the other maids into the grocery store. One bodyguard stood outside, beside the car, while the other two followed the women inside to accompany them as they shopped. As soon as the women entered the store, Stella looked at Aurora. “Please stay close,” she said. Aurora nodded, and Stella smiled at her as they began shopping. “Miss Stella, please check this out,” one of the maids called, prompting Stella to walk toward her. At that moment, Aurora seized the opportunity to sneak away. While the guards followed the women, Aurora slipped out of the store. As she attempted to cross the road, the guard by the car noticed her and quickly approached. “Madam, do you need anything?” he asked. Aurora smiled. “No, I just want to grab snacks for lunch. I’ll be back,” she said, pointing at the café across the street. The guard nodded, and Aurora crossed the road. Once on the other side, she walked toward the café. As the guards returned to

The hall was decorated with a beautiful, bright red color, with round tables now occupied by guests from both large and small companies from different parts of the country. The ladies were dressed elegantly, while the men donned their expensive suits. As soon as Damien walked in with Mason, his appearance drew attention from everyone, including the non-business guests. Business partners immediately approached him, exchanging pleasantries and talking business. Though Damien disliked standing for long conversations, he had no choice—this gala was not just for the award ceremony but also a prime opportunity to meet more businesspeople.“I’m so glad I made the right choice by choosing the contract with Vladimir,” said a man in his late forties, smiling at Damien, who nodded politely.“Please, if you’ll excuse me,” Damien said, giving a dry smile as he walked toward his table at the front row.“Is he alright?” another man asked Mason, who smiled.“Yes, he just doesn’t like standing for too