All Chapters of Mr Billionaire Dangerous Love: Chapter 51 - Chapter 59

Sophia's POV My chest tightens as Liam’s lips crash against mine, the kiss fierce and demanding, his hands threading through my hair with a grip that doesn’t allow for escape. He presses harder, seeking entrance I stubbornly refuse to grant, my teeth clenched against the invasion. But resistance only lasts so long. The moment I falter, he takes full advantage, his tongue sweeping inside to claim every inch of me. His hands travel boldly downward, sending a jolt of awareness through me. Then he bites, softly but deliberately, at the corner of my lips, breaking the haze. Reality slams into me with the force of a hurricane. How did we get here? Why is this happening? My thoughts are a swirling mess of questions I can’t answer. Dante has never looked more serious than he does now. There’s no teasing smirk, no casual air about him. His dark eyes burn with something raw, something I don’t dare name. And yet, I can’t shake the disbelief. This is the second time today he’s kissed me

Dante PovCelina has been blowing up my phone for days. She never had a reason to call me all this time, but seeing me again after so many years—now with a woman I call my wife—must have set her off. Sophia doesn’t need to know who she is. The mere thought of Celina irritates the hell out of me. How did she even get my number? She never reached out before, and now, all of a sudden, she starts calling non-stop. The first time she called, I recognized her voice before she even introduced herself. I hung up immediately. Since then, I haven’t answered her calls, not once. This morning, I finally blocked her number. She's too annoying, and I’m blaming her for Sophia’s recent coldness toward me. It’s easier to shift the blame onto Celina than to face the fact that my own actions might be the problem. It’s been days since I took Sophia to the garden, and ever since, she’s been deliberately ignoring me. She spends her nights at the hospital with her dad, but last night, she finally

Sophia's POVFinding out such a significant part of my life like this is something I never wanted Mother to know about. I never thought it through seriously. I just assumed she wouldn’t care as long as her ambitions were fulfilled.But seeing her standing there, mouth agape, I feel a deep sense of shame. I wish she hadn’t overheard my conversation with Dante.It’s mortifying.Almost as mortifying as Dante finding out I’m still a virgin despite all the wild parties, reckless behavior, and my headstrong attitude."A contract marriage?" she repeats, as though she still can’t believe what she’s just heard. Finally, she shuts her mouth. I slump onto the bed, my head bowed low in embarrassment.We shouldn’t have talked about this here."Sophia, talk to me. What does he mean by a contract marriage? Did you two actually sign a contract?" She grabs an ottoman and sits in front of me, her expression demanding answers.I’m guessing Dante was too furious to answer her earlier. He just made sure s

Sophia's POV Two hours of mindless Netflix binging and a bowl of bland popcorn later, I toss the remote aside with a frustrated sigh. The movie isn’t cutting it. The popcorn? Tasteless. My patience? Hanging by a thread. Nothing seems to hold my attention these days, and the boredom is gnawing at me. It’s not just boredom, it’s something deeper. Restlessness. At first, I thought changing my surroundings would help. I left my room for Dante’s, hoping being in his space would ease the monotony. It worked, but only for a moment. Now, I’m back to feeling suffocated. I need to get out. Back when I was with Liam, boredom was never an issue. If it crept in, the solution was simple, Liam or parties. I don’t miss Liam, but I do miss the freedom of my old life. No heavy expectations. No endless worries weighing me down. Now? I’m stuck worrying about Dante, about our rocky relationship, about my parents. Dante is colder than I ever imagined he could be. It’s like he’s punishing

Sophia's POVMany thoughts are running through my head while he sits calmly beside me, driving the car. I still haven't been able to comprehend his confessions. I still haven't been able to accept that my Mother is right this time.I haven't come to terms with what he said. Being nervous around men has never been my thing but for weeks, I have been extremely nervous around him and I try as much to avoid him.I know he wants answers but I have nothing to say to him. I just wished he never confessed his feelings to me and I am still as clueless as ever. I doubt if I can ever become comfortable with him again."Are you ok?" He demands with a voice thick in concern.I spare him a glance. He is watching me with a worried expression while driving expertly with his left hand. I don't think I have ever seen him drive himself."Yes", I nod and gulp down loudly before looking away.He must think I am nervous about the information I got this night which involves my father and his but that isn't