All Chapters of The Billionaire's last Offer: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

JAY SINCLAIR’S POV There was a noticeable sense of tension in our apartment, as if there were a tightrope between us that was getting thinner every day. I saw Arielle's face change from bewilderment to hurt as she dealt with my erratic moods. At times, I wanted to pull her in and remind her of our connection, but I was thwarted by my personal issues.after the encounter at the velvet room, he hadn't really spoken to each other, I'd find work excuses to leave her side. it was only a matter of him before she really knew the main reason behind our marriage and I couldn't let that happen, I had to shut Ethan or somehow stop him from seeing her again. With Ethan somehow being able to contact my wife to tell her things she wasn't suppose to know and victor hiding in the shadows, planning my demise, I couldn't afford to let my guard down. But the true tempest was raging inside our house, even while the storm was building outside. Arielle got more involved in my risky activities the more

As the days went by, I could feel my world getting smaller and smaller, enclosing me like a cage's walls. My life with Jay had always been straightforward, but I felt like I was being choked by his grip. I've felt like he's been encircling me with an unseen cord ever since he drew my family into his web of control. Now, it was his deliberate control over every aspect of my existence, not just a contract.worn out by the stress of it all. My life had devolved into something I didn't recognize, and I felt a deep need for independence. I could walk away, vanish from this universe that had engulfed me. My family's dependence on Jay, the contract, and the perplexing, almost magnetic draw he appeared to have on me all felt like burdens around my neck, pulling me more and further down into a chasm.I couldn't sleep that night, so I ended up standing by Jay's penthouse's floor-to-ceiling window and looking out over the city. A million bright spots in the darkness, the lights of buildings wink

At the charity event, the quiet clink of champagne glasses blended with hushed discussions and a swirl of laughing, creating an exhilarating environment. With my head still spinning from Jay's recent disclosures, I had grudgingly gone. My attention kept straying, a weird uneasiness eating away at me, even though I knew the event was crucial for business optics. I was moving through the crowd when I heard a familiar voice close by. I paused, took a step closer, and saw that it was Ethan, hiding in a corner and in the shadows with another person I knew right away: Victor Reyes. Their faces were far from reserved, yet their voices were low. I hurried to hide behind a pillar, where I could hear their intense exchange. "Are you positive that Jay's company is about to fail?" Ethan's voice was arrogant, with hardly disguised gratification. Victor nodded slowly and thoughtfully. "Everything is in its proper place. It will be too late before he realizes what hit him. His entire empire wi

I and Jay came to an unspoken understanding in the days following that night. our relationship appeared to be growing stronger, but neither of us expressed what it meant or where it was going. The link we were scared to name was whispered by our lingering looks, the subtle touches that lasted a beat too long, and the times we stole from prying eyes. However, a constant threat of harm grew closer and darker with each private minute we spent together. Even the most routine encounters felt intense because Jay had turned into a fiercely protective person who always had me by his side. I was always there to keep him grounded while he managed the intricacies of his business and resisted Victor's sly attempts to destroy everything he had worked so hard to achieve. The stakes were rising, and it was obvious that Victor and Ethan, his ally, would stop at nothing to defeat Jay. I saw the growing tension, though, and it wasn't just between Jay and Victor, despite Jay's best efforts to shield m

JAY SINCLAIR'S POVI was both excited and nervous as I stood at his penthouse window and looked into the city lights. The retribution plan against Victor Reyes had been painstakingly put into action, but tonight the consequences of my choice hung over him like a threatening cloud. When I had married Arielle, he had been obsessed with getting revenge. I was determined to make amends because her family's legacy had contributed to the demise of my own. Now, however, things were different. I was falling in love with her, which clouded my original intentions.I felt uneasy with the realization. Arielle was no longer merely a pawn in my revenge plan. I have softened edges that I had believed to be forever unyielding. My jaw tightened as I struggled with contradicting ideas. He was constantly reminded of the treachery he had endured at the hands of Arielle's father by the picture of his father, broken and defeated. However, I caught a glimpse of Arielle's face at the same time, her loyalty a