All Chapters of One night with the billionaire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Edward did not give up easily. He was not the kind of guy to give up control. I realised that as the server came with our plates. It started slow, his toe tracing against the sensitive flesh of my calf. The action caused me to instinctively jerk against the contact. I stilled as if not moving a muscle would make me invisible, hoping beyond hope that Edward didn't notice. But if the way I was rigid, he most certainly has. I was aware I had to say something. Anything will do to break the tension, but then Edward raised his head, eyes wide and blinking innocently. A low curse slipped from my mouth unbidden, and my body's response was inevitable. With only two thin layers of fabric between us, heat pooled low in my belly as I felt myself jolt at the touch. His lips parted as if he could read the thought going in my head, and my heart stopped. "Are you all right, cara?" His voice came out raspier than usual. He's still peering staring as if I can even pretend to concentrate when h

The hotel room was pitch black when we stumbled in together, Edward panting against my neck, biting and sucking, while I whined in the back of my throat. He kept one hand on my ass, the other along the wall, working his way around the room by touch. He was close enough to feel that he was pressed up against my front, and when I pushed forward, dragging my hips together, he let out a frustrated groan that had my heart racing. He slid his mouth back up to me as he pushed me up against the first empty wall he could find, keeping his hands firm on the back of my head to cushion it, grinding his hips forward. My reaction was exactly what he was waiting for, my lips insistent, hands gripping at his hair, breathing sharp. He pulled back slightly, dragging his hands to the front of my dress, fingers tracing my curves, watching me squirm. As he turned on the nearby switch, my eyes adjusted to the darkness slowly, and the first thing I focused on was the way he stared back, eyelids droopi

My lips twitched and I sheilded my eyes as I felt harsh bright light. It felt as if my entire face was on fire and I turned around only to collide with a wall. I opened my eyes immediately, a wince slipping out of my lips at the impact. Everything from the last night flodded my brain and a huge smile lit my lips. Edward was there beside me, still sleeping. I took a moment to appreciate his beauty. Due to my body covering the harsh sunlight only some of the rays hit his face. A strand of his hair curled on his forehead while he soft tuffs of breath tried move it. Surprisingly he slept with his mouth parted and on his front. The white duvet was covering his body till his waist. As I tried to poke his arm he huffed and simply batted my hand away. I giggled at that but did not stop. He needed to wake up so that we can finally walk out of the room. It's a surprise that no one came looking for us. Not even Francesca. Then again she was proper sloshed the night before. My eye

Two weeks passed. Fourteen days of me freaking out about the new development in my life—pregnancy. Elle has simply been supportive all throughout and stayed by my side as I expected. She did not even mention it to her partner. Each passing day was filling me with nerves, an ache in the pit of my belly. It took a lot of time for me to accept the change in my life—the biggest one yet. think about the ways to face him. I cringed as I thought about the last encounter with him. Ever since that day by the stairway, Edward had made no attempt to contact me. My parents also did not mention anything about him asking about me. In passing I heard my brother complain how after I left everyone started leaving too. By everyone I think he meant Edward. How would he react? I kept wondering. Will he happy? Sad? Angry? Judging from our last encounter I shuddered, thinking about his reaction. He did not want to have any relationship. After I left the beach house I was so furious and hear

My nerves were all over the place. Anxiety gripped me as I stared at the clock again. I was late. The moment I woke up I realised that my day was going to be a disaster. For multiple reasons. Last night I forgot to set my alarm because I was working on some layouts for the presentation. James, my boss was retiring more like he had handed over his company to some Italian dude. It shouldn't have come off as a shock because he was always absent at the meetings. But it shook me to the core. My eyes clenched shut as I remembered the conversation I had with him. "But James this is so last minute!" I screeched aware that my voice was too loud. I couldn't care less about it because there was a chance I would lose my job. What was he thinking? Selling his company away without any notice? He sighed, his hands clasped tightly. James Nolan most popularly known as Nolan Sr was the king of the paper business. We had all the major clients all thanks to his amazing skills and hard work. Be