All Chapters of A Night With Billionaire Playboy, Forever Trapped : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Selena's POVThe apartment's sitting room glowed softly, a warm contract against the storm raging outside. We were sprawled on the couch, a rom-com playing on TV, the kind with the ridiculously happy endings and predictable drama. My eyes, though, were glued to my phone, the screen flashing with a name I recognized instantly: Justin Blanco. My heart did that weird skip thing, a mix of dread and… something else. Something I didn’t want to admit."Ooh, mystery caller," Hailey teased, nudging my arm with her elbow. "Don't tell me it's that brooding billionaire calling to check up on you?"I tried to play it cool, giving Hailey a casual shrug, like it was no big deal. "Probably just work," I mumbled, but my fingers were already betraying me, tapping the answer button way too fast. My stomach did a little flip. I turned away from Hailey, trying to give myself a tiny bit of privacy as I walked towards my bedroom. Hello… hello Justin?" I spoke into the phone, my voice, a bit tense. "Se

Justin's POVSomething primal inside me just screamed, go after her. It was like a raw, animal instinct. I wanted to rip open those elevator doors, drag her back, and just... lay it all out. Tell her everything. But the words were trapped like they were glued to my tongue. Because how could I? How could I tell her I was being blackmailed, that I was being forced to push her away? Me, Justin Blanco, with all my supposed control, power and affluence... and I was completely helpless. It was a gut-wrenching feeling like I'd failed her completely.I was rooted to the spot. Couldn't move a muscle. Just stood there, staring at that damn elevator door. Her scent, that sweet vanilla mix with something floral, still hung in the air, a cruel reminder of what I was losing. And God, she looked... even when she was completely mad, she was breathtaking. It was a physical ache, a sharp, twisting pain, how beautiful she was.Then it hit me. How the hell was she supposed to get home? Did she actuall

Selena's POVHailey’s eyes widened, and she let out a sharp, almost panicked breath before yanking the phone away, her movements swift. “Nosy much,” she mumbled whilst trying to force an unconvincing smile.“Hails,” I whispered, trying to process what was going on, my eyes twitching slightly. “Is there something I should know that you’re not telling me?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.Hailey shifted her weight from one foot to another but still remained silent. “Hailey Claire Thompson,” I called out her full government name, my voice a bit louder this time. “Who texted you and what are you supposed to tell me that you haven’t?”“How are you sure you’re the one being referred to in the message?” she asked, her eyes scanning the entire room but my face."Don't play dumb," I said, my voice hardening. "You snatched the phone away like it was a live grenade. And you're acting weird. Really weird."She sighed a long, drawn-out sound that did nothing to ease the tension. "It's… it's a bit

Justin's POV"Alright, gentlemen, let's cut to the chase," I snapped, my voice sharp and decisive, cutting through the static of the conference call. "We're not here to dance around figures. We're here to close this deal." The air in my study was thick with the tension of high stakes and negotiations. "I'm prepared to offer a premium, a significant one, but I need assurances. I need to know we can streamline the integration process, no delays." The stakeholders on the other end of the line shuffled papers, their voices a low hum of agreement. "Good. Then let's finalize the terms. My lawyers will send over the paperwork by EOD."The call ended with a collective sigh of relief, the tension dissipating like smoke. I was determined to acquire this tech company. It was a matter of principle, really. After I lost out on buying out Patel’s father's company because I had to be sure Selena was safe, I wasn't about to let another opportunity slip through my fingers. Especially not one Pat

Selena's POV"Why is Zayn texting me?" Hailey asked, her brows furrowed, her voice laced with a mix of confusion and annoyance.I was a bit shocked. I hadn't realized Zayn had Hailey's number, and after our last encounter a while back, I hadn't expected to hear from him again."What does the text say?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.Hailey held up her phone, the screen glowing with the message. "Something about us being 'neighbors soon.' What the heck does that even mean?" she muttered, her voice laced with a hint of disgust.“Let me see.” I snatched the phone from her, my eyes scanning the cryptic message. "Eww, that’s creepy?" I squinted at the screen, the words blurring slightly. "I don't have time for any Zayn drama, Hails. Justin already warned him to stay away from me. I'm going to bed.""What about me then?" Hailey mock-yelled behind me, her voice laced with a playful panic. "Is he going to come after me?" She squealed, trying to stifle a laugh. "I'm blocking his ass right no