All Chapters of The Billionaire's Forbidden Desires : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Julianna’s povBalancing the weight of the tray on my shoulder, I make my way through the crowded Golden Bistro, a restaurant frequented by the city’s wealthiest, known for its infamous dishes. It's only my first week working here.’’ Tonight, the place is busier than usual. As I worked my way around a table, I bumped into a solid figure, causing the wine to spill on him and the floor, shattering glasses and dishes in the process.‘’Oh my God. I’m so sorry’’. I stammer, biting my lips in nervousness while avoiding eye contact with the man I believe is glaring at me.The man barely moves but glances down at his now-stained suit with a look of pure disgust. ‘’Do you have any idea what you’ve just done?’’ He asks coldly, glancing at the stain on his suit once again. He shakes his head slightly, his eyes narrowing as they sweep over me. ‘’How do you even expect to keep a job here when you can’t manage something as simple as carrying a tray? Pathetic’’.My chest tightens with a mix of ange

Julianna's pov"I hold my phone tightly, calling Liam as I try to keep my excitement in check. Today is his birthday, and I've planned to surprise him with a cake.After two rings, he picks up. Hi babe. Happy birthday. I say with a smile, hoping he will be as excited as I am.Yeah, thanks, he replies, his voice flat, lacking the warmth I expected.I pause, frowning slightly. His response is colder than usual, but I put the thought aside. Maybe he's just busy. I wanted to wish you well and let you know that I won't be able to make it to your birthday celebration tonight. I have a lot to do. I'm sorry, but I will make it up to you.Oh? There's a strange pause. That's fine, kind of disappointing, but alright.Something about the way he says it doesn't sit right with me. There's no sadness, just a cold tone and…relief. I'm probably overthinking it. Yeah, I'm sorry, I add quickly.Sure. Bye, he says, hanging up before I can respond.I pull the phone away from my ear, staring at it in disbe

Ethan's povMy alarm beeps, signaling me to get out of bed and face today’s fate head on, I step into the shower, the water barely soothing the terrible migraine that’s settled behind my eyes. Exhaustion pulls at me, but I fight back.Once out, I grab my phone and call Jane. She picks up instantly, like she’s been anticipating my Call.Hello, sir,’’ she says, her voice clear.‘’Did you reach out to the auditing team? I want every trace of those articles and pictures gone. I say, my voice rougher than usual from lack of sleep.‘’Yes sir. They are working on it now. She replies.‘’Good’’, I responded with finality, hanging up and heading out to my car.I immediately drive off, the city streets blurring around me as my mind races ahead. Today’s board agenda is simple–ideas to save the company’s reputation. But I'm curious to see if any one has a useful suggestion or if they are block-heads like I suspect. It’s obvious who’s behind pulling this childish and pathetic attempt t

Julianna's POVI get home from work at 10 p.m., hours after my colleagues leave.Kicking off my shoes, I drop my bag onto my bed and sigh. Ethan Frost had ensured another exhausting day with his endless complaints.No matter how carefully I work, he always finds a reason to call out. It was like he enjoyed seeing my frustrated and miserable side.My phone beeps pulling me out of my thoughts. I hesitate before reaching for it, my stomach sinking when I see the name on the screen. Liam."Babe, Let’s meet. You know we need to talk."I stare at the message, feeling different emotions–anger, disappointment, and hurt. Does he even feel any remorse?I’d waited for this text that night, hoping for some explanation, an apology…something. And now? Now he decides to reach out? Before I can process it, my phone rings. His name flashes across the screen..Without a second thought, I hit the red button and toss the phone onto the bed. He doesn’t deserve my time, let alone a conversation.A f

Julianna's POVI step out of the Nexus Global building, feeling like my soul slipping away. In the cab to Wilfred City Hospital, but my mind is blank. I don't want my brother to see me looking pathetic, so I pull out a small mirror from my bag and attempt smile. ‘’Come on,’’ I whisper to myself, my voice trembling. ‘’Why is it so hard to fake a smile?’’Tears blur my vision as i force my lips upward, but the smile feels fragile, like it could shatter with the slightest push. My cheeks ache from the effort, but I keep practicing, determined.When i reach the hospital, the artificial brightness of the lights feels suffocating. My forced smile stays plastered on my face as i enter Henry’s ward. My heart clenches at the sight of him–pale, weak, and barely recognizable as the lively boy he used to be.‘’Hey, little bro,’’ I say, as happy as i can muster. His tired eyes light up for a brief moment, and he manages a small smile.. I sit on the edge of his, wriggling my eyebrows playful