All Chapters of The Billionaire's Forbidden Desires : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12Julianna’s POV‘’Be my wife. For a year.’’Ethan smirked, his voice calm but laced with arrogance.I froze, certain I had misheard him. ‘’What did you just say?’’ I asked, my voice sharper than intended.He swirled his wine glass, his gaze never leaving mine. ‘’Julianna Adams, I hate repeating myself. You heard me right– be my wife. For a year.’’ He raised an eyebrow, daring me to refuse him.A laugh escaped me, dry and humorless. I leaned forward, my eyes narrowing.’’ No,’!’. I said firmly, the word cutting through the tension like a knife. Without another thought, I pushed back my chair and stood to leave.He scoffed behind me, his voice cold and calculated. ‘’And Where do you plan on getting the fee for your brother’s surgery? Or is it that you don’t care about him as much as you claim to?’’His words stopped me in my tracks. My heart clenched as his accusation lingered in the airSlowly, I turned to face him, keeping my voice steady despite the anger I felt. ‘’Etha

Chapter 14: Ethan's POV Her eyes burned with hatred as she stared at me, her emotions laid bare for anyone to see. When I said what needed to be said, she scoffed and turned away, her movement sharp as if distancing herself from me would erase the truth. That look in her eyes said it all–she despised me. Mutual, I thought coldly and that was precisely why I chose her to be my wife.It wasn't love, attraction or even affection that brought us here. This was a calculated decision. If I had to pick between my company crumbling under the weight of these ridiculous rumors about my sexuality or tying myself to a woman I couldn't stand, the choice was simple. Marriage, even a fake one was less evil.I watched her every movement for a moment longer and was curious to know what was going on in her head. She hated me now, but would she back out of the deal?I doubted it.A deal was a deal, and Julianna Adams didn't strike me as the kind of person who would abandon her brother's life

Julianna's POVHenry was sitting up in bed, eating his lunch. The color was slowly returning to his cheeks, though he still looked weak.The door opened, and Dr. Matthew walked in with a clipboard in his hand and a warm smile. His calm expression immediately puts me at ease.“How are we doing today, Henry?” he asked, ruffling Henry's hair.Henry groaned but smiled. “I'm okay, Sir.”Dr. Matthew nodded as he flipped through the notes on his clipboard. “That’s good to hear. Your surgery was a success, but you need to recover fully before you are allowed to get discharged. You need to rest and avoid stress for the next few weeks. No screens for long periods, No video games, and definitely no football. “Understood?”Henry gave a small nod, glancing at me for reassurance. I smiled and squeezed his hand.The doctor turned his attention to me. “Miss. Adams, it's important he sticks to a proper routine–healthy meals, lot of water and rest. We”ll do a follow-up brain scan in two weeks to moni

Chapter 18Ethan's POVWhat are you doing here? I asked, my voice cold as I clenched my fists, trying to keep my composure.Raphael leaned casually against the table, his grin was as annoying as ever. ‘’Show some respect, I’m your brother,’’ he said, wearing his sunglasses as if the dinner wasn’t already ruined by his presence. ‘’It would be surprising if I were left out of this dinner.’’‘’You weren’t invited,’’ I replied curtly.His grin widened, and he turned to Julianna, who stood silently beside me, her eyes looking between us. ‘’Nice ring for such nice fingers,’’ he said as he tried to touch her hands which Julianna flung away subtly with a silent hiss.‘’Thanks,’’ Julianna replied tightly, her polite smile doing little to mask how uncomfortable she felt. She glanced at me briefly before focusing on Raphael, her posture awkward.‘’You have a unique..taste, Ethan, Raphael winked as he stared at our joint hands.I moved a little bit closer to him as he stared at me with entertain

Ethan's POV I watched her for a while as she entered her apartment. I subconsciously touched my cheeks where she had hit me. The sting on my cheek from the slap lingered. But it wasn't the pain that bothered me, it was the audacity. I clenched my Jaw as if trying to suppress my irritation. With a sigh, I turned on the engine and drove home.The penthouse was silent as I stepped inside. I took off my Jacket and loosened my tie, hanging them neatly in the closet. A hot shower did little to ease the heaviness. Dressed in a blue rope, I headed to the library, where my laptop waited for an online meeting.The moment the call connected. The faces of executives and international partners appeared on the screen.“Mr. Ethan,” one of them began, his tone formal. “Nexus Global International’s reputation is getting more pleasant to hear every single day.As the largest oil and Gas corporation in New York–one of the most influential worldwide. The success of your recent offshore project speaks