บททั้งหมดของ An Affair with the Billionaire: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Back then, when they were being sweet, he'd call her "baby." But most of the time, it was "Teacher Greene." Now, though, he had a new name for her.The tall man stood by the daily necessities aisle, picking out toothbrushes. She watched as Alaric grabbed a pair and tossed them into the cart. He then explained with a playful grin."In private, you always make me feel like a bad boy getting scolded by his teacher."Emerald frowned. This sudden change in how he addressed her—it felt like something was shifting between them."Just use my name," Emerald replied, her resistance to his unexpected intimacy clear."Alright," Alaric agreed, smiling slightly."Did you get everything? I’ll go to the checkout.""Not yet; there’s one more thing."Emerald reached for the cart. "Fine, I’ll wait for you at the counter."But Alaric caught her hand, smiling. "No, you need to pick this one yourself."Emerald looked at him suspiciously. What else could he need? She already had plenty of essentials at home

She grabbed the apron hanging on the wall, and Alaric didn’t argue; he simply wiped his hands on a towel. Emerald tied the apron around herself with ease, moving naturally, like a couple married for years."I’ll wash some fruit, then," he said, taking some from the fridge.Unlike other men who needed prompting, Alaric acted on his own and always had something to do. He moved quickly and efficiently, while Emerald, in contrast, wasn’t as skilled in the kitchen. Despite her culinary training, she focused on Western cuisine, sashimi, and sophisticated dishes.When it came to food, she usually improvised. Living alone, she rarely cooked, often opting for just a salad.She stared at the live fish in the sink, feeling a hint of anxiety. Handling live creatures wasn’t her forte; she usually had her fish cleaned before buying. But Alaric seemed to prefer keeping the fish fresh.The fish lay in the water, eyes wide open, its tail flicking slightly. Though nervous, Emerald maintained her compos

After hearing Emerald’s words, Alaric seemed momentarily stunned."Somewhere else, where’s that?" he thought.He looked at her tear-streaked face, his gaze slowly drifting down to her lips—bright pink and slightly swollen. Her lips still bore faint bite marks from earlier, the vibrant color almost like she’d just put on a fresh coat of lipstick. They glistened softly, the edges shining under the light.Alaric felt a tightness in his throat and a warm sensation stir in his stomach.Meanwhile, Emerald looked at him with an innocent expression. Her face, neck, and even the backs of her ears were flushed from crying. Her nose and the corners of her eyes were red.Alaric mused how women, with makeup on, always seemed a bit intoxicated, and right now, Emerald looked the same. She was hard to refuse.He held her face, gently brushing his thumb over her lips. His voice was low and alluring, "How are you going to help me?"Emerald felt the warmth of his fingers on her lips and suddenly underst

Emerald knew Alaric had done enough for her. It wasn’t his fault that she couldn’t trust or decide to take the plunge for love. This was the path she had chosen. After walking it alone for so many years, she thought she should be used to it by now. She reminded herself in silence that it was just a cockroach, nothing more. She had left Rose behind, left the cabinet, left the darkness. She was no longer the child trapped helplessly in a closet. The cockroach she saw was now just a symbol of a deeper fear, a shadow she couldn't seem to escape, even now. Emerald’s body slid down against the bathroom tiles. She hugged her knees, burying her head in her arms as the shower water continued to cascade over her. Emerald had once suffered from mental illness, controlled only through medication. She had fought hard to appear &

Emerald was startled when he gently brushed her hair.“You don’t have to do anything. Just stay where you are, and let me take care of everything. Let’s give this a chance, and if, in the end, you want to be more than friends, that’s wonderful. If not, I won’t pressure you. What do you think?”Alaric, a seasoned businessman, hadn’t gained anything from this arrangement—in fact, he’d given more than he’d received.“It doesn’t seem fair to you,” she said softly.Alaric chuckled. “Silly girl, fairness is business.”As he said this, he held her wrist gently and shook his head slowly.“Like before, you don’t have to give anything. Just stand there. If I make you uncomfortable, you can walk away at any time. No strings attached.”To Emerald, it felt like a gift from above—something she wasn’t sure she deserved.He lowered his head, kissed her neck, and teased her earlobe, making her breath hitch. Taking advantage of the moment, he whispered softly, “Alright, Teacher Greene?”Emerald closed