All Chapters of The Billionaire's last Offer: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

As I leaned against the chilly marble countertop, my thoughts whirling with contradictory feelings, the gentle buzz of the elevator echoed throughout the apartment. Ethan's comments continued to reverberate in my mind, corroding my sense of reality. Ethan would lie about Jay, but why? What Jay was actually concealing was far more concerning. Knowing full well that my marriage was based on a transactional deal rather than trust, the questions weighed heavy on me as I attempted to remain composed. As I sat on the couch, tension was in the air between us as Jay's presence loomed behind me. Over the past few days, he had observed that I had become more aloof, my silence speaking louder than words. However, he hadn't yet inquired or sought an explanation. Rather, he used various subtle but purposeful methods to tighten his hold on me. Getting together socially with his business partners had increased, and every one of them felt like a challenge to my commitment. Jay would introduce me to

Jay and I had been avoiding one other and, as usual, shutting me out after our last argument, which I believe was weeks ago, but tonight seemed different, as if something were about to break. However, I didn't think Sophia Harrinson would do it. I had heard rumors about her—Jay's ex-girlfriend, a strong, attractive woman who seemed to have it all. However, I didn't anticipate confronting her so quickly or in such a prominent manner. The area was bustling with elites wearing fancy clothing and jewels as the gala got underway. Jay flourished in these situations, navigating the crowd as if he were a natural. Me? Pretending to blend in had become second nature to me by now, but tonight felt strange. It seemed as though the room changed when Sophia entered. Whispers followed her, heads turned, and the mood abruptly shifted. She embodied everything that I did not. She was a tall, well-groomed woman who exuded confidence simply by being there. Her dark hair was combed neatly over one shoul

The charity event's huge ballroom was filled with golden light, and the sound of clinking champagne glasses and gentle chatter filled the air. With my hand around a drink and a courteous smile on my face, I navigated the crowd with practiced elegance. Jay's eyes were on me from the other side of the room, but I was distracted by all that had recently happened between us. A familiar face—Ethan—came into view as I turned the corner toward a more quieter area of the venue. I was uneasy when he appeared out of nowhere, but I kept my composure. Lately, he had been too persistent, and each time I saw him, I felt more uneasy than before. "We need to talk, Arielle," Ethan stated in a quiet, desperate voice. I was about to re-enter the mob when he moved closer. I immediately raised my defenses and retreated a step. "Ethan, there's nothing to discuss," I said in a calm voice. "You must stop doing this." Ethan, however, was not going to back down. Normally charming, his eyes suddenly glow

I became more and more involved in Jay's complicated life as the stakes in his business world increased. Jay, who insisted on having me by his side, made sure I was involved in all the high-stakes transactions and increasingly invited me to elite social and professional events. Every incident seemed to be a step closer to a world where trust was a premium few could afford and alliances changed like sand. The luxury of the setting contrasted with the tension in the air when Jay took me to a sumptuous dinner one evening with top executives from competing corporations. The tastefully attired visitors were bathed in a pleasant glow from the crystal chandeliers, yet the air was heavy with unspoken hostility. The flutter of silk and the click of heels mingled with the soft murmur of conversation, but behind it all, I could feel the intense rivalry that was just out of sight. Whether I wanted to or not, I was a player in this power-based game. I noticed that Jay and Victor Reyes, the man E

Unresolved tension permeated the penthouse environment, a relentless weight that hung over Jay and me like a smothering blanket. The increasing tension between them ultimately erupted after a long evening at a high-stakes business gathering that was full of veiled threats and shallow niceties. After the walls that had been supporting our flimsy façade collapsed, our true feelings were revealed.My heart was racing with a mixture of desperation and frustration as I paced the living room. Long shadows were cast over the room by the weak light from the city outside, reflecting the gloom that was seeping into my heart. "Jay, what do you want from me?" I yelled because I could no longer control my emotional outburst.. "You act like you care one moment, and then you're cold and aloof the next. I can't continue to live this way!" My comments air out before I could control them as my voice wavered with a mixture of hurt and rage.Jay remained there looking unreadable, as though he were engage