All Chapters of Tied To The Heartless Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Selena left the garden, her thoughts spiraling. Cassandra’s nonchalant attitude had shaken her. She couldn’t understand how someone could take such risks. The industry was notorious for its strict policies about dating and fraternizing with colleagues. Companies often imposed morality clauses, especially on actresses, to maintain their "wholesome" image. Even during Selena's heyday as an A-list star, she had been barred from dating. Publicly, she was supposed to seem available, approachable—an unattainable dream for her fans. Any romantic rumors could tarnish her career in an instant. And here Cassandra was, brazenly ignoring all those unspoken rules. Selena sighed, shaking her head. "She’s playing with fire," she muttered to herself, heading toward the canteen for lunch. The company canteen was buzzing with chatter, employees laughing and gossiping in their cliques. Selena grabbed a tray and loaded it with a simple meal. She didn’t have much of an appetite after the bizarre mo

Selena's lips still tingling from the forceful kiss he had planted on her. She was furious—livid, actually. She could feel her cheeks burning with a mix of anger and embarrassment.“That devil!” she muttered under her breath as she marched down the hallway. “Who does he think he is? Playing with my face, throwing his absurd possessiveness at me, and then—then kissing me like he owns me? Ugh!”She clutched her chest dramatically as if she could physically pull the frustration out. “I’m not some item he can lay claim to!” she seethed. “And why—why does my heart still race like an idiot? Stupid, traitorous body!” She kicked at the air, muttering a string of curses that would have made a sailor blush.As she made her way to the canteen to grab a coffee and calm herself down, she ran into a group of female employees. The "mean girls," as Selena had dubbed them internally, were waiting for her like hyenas circling their prey.“Oh, look, it’s the princess herself,” said Ashley, the unoffici

Selena’s heart raced as Julian’s hand clamped over her mouth, pulling her behind a towering shelf filled with dusty files and old office supplies. The dimly lit storage room suddenly felt claustrophobic, their bodies pressed close together. Julian’s scent—a mix of cedarwood and something distinctly him—filled her senses, making her pulse quicken.“Who left the storage room open again?” a guard’s voice grumbled from outside.Selena stiffened, her eyes wide as she looked at Julian. His expression was calm, but his dark eyes glinted with amusement.“Probably those careless employees,” the guard continued, his voice fading as he muttered to himself. Then came the unmistakable click of a lock.The sound echoed like a death knell in the silent room. Selena froze, her gaze snapping to Julian, whose hand was still over her mouth. He seemed entirely unbothered, his smirk growing as his eyes locked onto hers.A wave of heat rushed through her, her cheeks burning. She pushed his hand away, her v

Few days later -Selena tossed her phone on the couch and sank into it, frustration bubbling inside her. Over the past few days, her phone had been blowing up with calls from various media companies, all asking for interviews or suggesting projects based on her "retirement." She didn’t understand why they were so persistent or where they had even gotten her number. Celebrity contact details were guarded like state secrets, and she had been out of the spotlight long enough to fade from the public eye—or so she thought.Grabbing her tablet, she scrolled through social media and news sites, her blood boiling as she stumbled upon several articles speculating about her so-called retirement. “The Decline of a Star: Selena Frost’s Silent Exit from the Industry”“Once a Queen, Now a Has-Been? Selena Frost’s Career in Limbo” Her jaw tightened as she read through the baseless rumors. “This is ridiculous,” she muttered. “It’s not like I officially announced anything about retiring!” Sur

Julian lounged on the couch in the living room, the soft glow of his phone illuminating his face. He stared at the photos his hired man had sent—Selena sitting at a dinner table with her family. His lips curled into a faint smirk as he scrolled through them. "So, that's it? A family dinner," he muttered to himself. "Here I thought she was off having some scandalous affair." He tossed his phone onto the coffee table and leaned back, rubbing his temple. The relief was unexpected. For reasons he couldn’t quite put into words, the thought of her meeting someone secretly had left a sour taste in his mouth. When the door opened, Julian's eyes flicked up to see Selena walking in. She looked tired, pulling off her hat and sunglasses as she kicked off her shoes at the entrance. She stopped mid-step when her gaze met his, her body tensing like a deer caught in headlights. “What are you doing here?” she asked, her voice hesitant. Julian raised a brow and crossed his arms. "This is my h