All Chapters of One night with the billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

A huge sigh slipped out of my lips. This was not going to end well. Oh well. What's the harm in trying again? Sucking a sharp breath, I tried again only for the chain to dig in my thumb and unzip. I winced in pain, wetting the tip of my finger before peering at the empty hallway. "Mom! Mummy! Maa!!" I sighed. "Please help"Looking back, I twisted my lips at the state of the overloaded suitcase.In my defence I was told it could fit over ten kilograms so I stuffed three pair of footwear, six shorts, four summer dresses, half a dozen tank tops, few jackets, my soft pyjamas and of course an evening gown. The creaking of floorboard echoed as the footsteps approaching towards my door got louder. "Even the next door neighbour heard you! What is it Aria?!" I heard my mother before I saw her in my line of vision. My birth giver was as usual wearing a scowl on her face, her dark brown hair tied up in some messy bun, few strands falling on her face. She was holding a wooden spatula in her h

/Her POV/ At the icy needles of water, the sting chased away the tiredness of the journey. Closing my eyes, I stepped deeper into the spray, willing the nausea to circle the drain at my feet. It has been a long day. I moaned as I leaned more into the shower while trying not to think of the attractive man from earlier. My body automatically pushed forward, palms flat against the cool tile and absorbed the chill of the water. I lathered, quickly washing away the sticky sweat and shook my head. Within minutes I was heading out to the bedroom, where I pulled on a pair of tight gym shorts and a loose shirt. Rushing to the gym on the top floor, I'd planned on warming up on a treadmill, then capping off the hour with a few of the machines but my plan took a turn. My muscles quivered with the perfect amount of fatigue and I knew I'd sleep hard when I crashed later. "That was impressive!" I wiped the sweat off my face with a towel and looked at the man who spoke to me. Lanky an

/His POV/ I tugged at the roots of my hair, angrily slamming the phone on the bed. The sound of the notification was causing a throbbing pain in my temples. Sara—my assistant couldn't stop texting me mundane details for some reason. It started small, her glossing over the day-to-day meetings that I might have to do over Zoom. The minutes that we had to go over from previous ones. As long as it went—she started getting personal. Inquiring about my family and how I spent my time. She also suggested to come over to make things easy. I could see the signs, the signs that she was getting attached quickly. The very first time we had sex I had made it clear to her that it’s just that. Lately, it seemed as if she was getting a different idea in her head. “Edward?” At the knock on the door, I was startled, head snapping towards the direction of the sound. “Dad.” “Care to join us?” My father questioned while standing at the edge of the door. “Sure. Where are we going?” I

The thought of spending five hours with Edward brought a fuzzy feeling back in my stomach. As if hearing the wheels turn in my head, I heard someone clear their throat. I turned around only to see it was the older man. "If you don't mind can I suggest something?" He adjusted his glasses. Before I could say something Edward hummed, raising his brow in the direction of the man. "There is a Christmas market an hour from here. Lots of things for the lovely couple to do." My eyes lit up at the thought of visiting a Christmas market. I had a lot of memories attached to visiting such markets during my childhood. I tilted my head to look at Edward. "Ah thank you so much for your suggestion. Can I get the address?"Edward questioned, pocketing his hands inside the pants. "Yes! Certainly. Hold on a moment." He said the cheer in his tone made me smile. The man disappeared behind the door and came back with a small card in his hand. "Here. This is the card for my friend's shop.

My whole face felt like it was on fire. Taking a step back, I bumped against the car door, letting the cool surface envelop my back. I sagged against the door, watching as Edward tried to collect himself before answering his phone. "It's Armund." He mouthed while sliding the green icon and pressing the phone against his ear. I watched as he started using his hand animatedly talking over the call. I couldn't hear him anymore as he had put some distance between us, the car parked towards the edge of the road anyway. I tried to focus on my breathing, aware of the way my cheeks were hurting and I couldn't think about anything but the kiss. How could I let him kiss me like that? The worst part of all was I enjoyed it. Oh god. I pressed my palms against my face, smushing my cheeks. It was going to be awkward as we had to drive back home in the same car. My lips still tingled from his touch, and I lightly traced them, rolling my eyes as I remembered the way he aggressively grippe