Semua Bab An Affair with the Billionaire: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Emerald wore a loose silk blouse with a tied collar, her hair loosely pulled back. She looked pure and elegant—even with minimal makeup, just a swipe of lipstick and a slight touch-up on her brows, she still looked stunning."Mr. Florida, Mr. Allegre," Emerald greeted coolly.Ethan exhaled smoke, his voice rough. "Emerald, you seem completely unfazed by our breakup."She looked even more captivating than before, and the sight only fueled his anger.Ericson entered a bit awkwardly. "Ms. Greene, just give them all the paintings."He opened the trunk, revealing a number of paintings inside, touching some of them carefully."Honestly, I really like these paintings, and you’ve taken good care of them."Ethan, losing patience, cut in, "There’s still six million left. How are you going to pay it?"He was certain Emerald couldn’t come up with that kind of money. The orphanage incident had only been resolved by luck, thanks to Alaric. Sure, selling her house at a low price made sense with the

Alaric stared at Emerald, resting his face on one hand as he lazily followed her every movement with his gaze.It had only been a few days since they last saw each other, but Emerald seemed fresher now, even without makeup. She wore a simple short-sleeved dress, her hair tied up in a bun. With no jewelry, her whole forehead and long neck were exposed, glowing softly in the sunlight. Her skin was flawless and smooth, almost like that of a high school student—soft, innocent, and fresh.As Emerald glanced at her phone screen, her ears turned a bright shade of red, reminding Alaric of a little rabbit's delicate ears—soft and tempting. It had only been a few days, but it felt like ages since they last met.Emerald hesitated before replying to his message. Finally, she typed just one word.[Um.]There was no need for Emerald to look up to feel Alaric's intense gaze. When their eyes met, he didn’t look away. His stare was almost fiery, almost predatory, making Emerald’s heart race. She felt

Iris is incredibly innocent, completely unaware, and unable to protect herself. This leaves Emerald deeply concerned.Her mind is so full of worry for her friend that there’s hardly any room for anything else.Alaric, noticing Emerald's distracted state, leaned in close and whispered softly in her ear, "We're all adults. What we choose to do is up to us. Besides, your friend seems quite... willing."Emerald's mind screamed, and she quickly covered Alaric's eyes. "Don’t look."He chuckled quietly, and Emerald watched his Adam’s apple move, oddly mesmerized by how attractive he seemed at that moment.With a low voice, Alaric added, "How could I possibly focus on anyone else when I’ve got you right here?"Emerald froze. Was he... confessing? No way, could Alaric really be interested in someone like her?She stared at Alaric, who seemed to be studying every reaction on her face, trying to find her limits.She wasn’t angry. Instead, she was more surprised. Emerald’s flushed face seemed daz

Emerald's face flushed as she coughed, covering her mouth.A hand with strong knuckles extended a tissue, accompanied by a deep voice. “Are you alright?”Emerald took the tissue, turning her back to the group as she coughed for a while before finally recovering.Alaric took the chance to sit beside her.For some reason, when he sat down, it felt like the temperature dropped, as if an invisible air conditioner was blowing cool air around them.There was a stark contrast between the young boys and the mature man sitting among them.Noticing Emerald had stopped coughing, Alaric handed her a glass of warm water and looked at the others. "What’s everyone talking about? You all seem so cheerful,” he said softly.Though his tone was light, it carried an authority that made the atmosphere tense, leaving everyone holding their breath.Gio silently prayed for Lance. *Bro, you’re in dangerous territory now. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.*The scene was turning into a Shura battle.Unaware of the t

Alaric silenced her with a kiss, his lips pressing firmly against Emerald's. He never expected this quiet woman to be so bold. She wanted this more than he’d anticipated, more than she’d ever let on before.In the past, she would cling to him, just softly crying. But now, she matched his movements, her fingers tracing along the muscles of his back.Her fingertips brushed over scars—a large one on his chest and several smaller ones on his back. The rough texture beneath her touch felt like badges of honor, something to admire rather than avoid.As her gentle fingers glided over the scars, a low groan escaped from Alaric."Emerald, you’ve set this up tonight," he murmured, his voice husky.Emerald smiled at him, her eyes gleaming. "Sir, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."Her hands moved slowly down his back, but her smile faltered as she touched something soft. When did he start wearing... underwear?No, this wasn’t underwear. Nobody wraps something like that around the