All Chapters of Tempting A Billionaire : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Stacey As he sleeps beside me, I feel vulnerable in my nightwear, contemplating a quiet exit before the situation potentially grows awkward upon his awakening. With cautious movements, I begin to get out of bed, but in a swift turn, he instinctively reaches out, pulling me into his embrace and shifting me gently to my side.In a moment of silent realization, I find myself hissing softly, biting my lip as his face hovers just inches from mine. My gaze lingers on his resting features, tracing the contours of his stubble that nearly brushes against my nose, and observing the gentle rise and fall of his chest as my eyes trail down his bare torso.A wave of conflicting emotions washes over me as I pause to absorb the intimacy of the moment, the weight of my impending divorce casting a shadow of doubt on the situation. The reassuring words of my grandfather echo in my mind. As I attempt to free myself from his grasp, a sense of urgency and discomfort seizes me, but my struggles prove usel

Juan As I stand before the mirror, I cast a final glance at my reflection before I exit the room. The sudden ring of my cellphone startles me, and I swiftly pick up the call, my anticipation evident in my voice. "What's going on?" I inquire, and upon hearing the response from the other end, I agree to a meeting at my office.An hour passes, and I settle into a plush leather chair in my office, the space adorned with exquisite design by a renowned Italian interior designer. Anticipating my meeting, I await the arrival of my secretary with a cup of coffee. Just then, my assistant enters and courteously informs me of the guest's arrival. "Sir, Mr. Black is here. Shall I -?" She begins, but I cut her off abruptly, my impatience evident in my tone. "Send him in immediately!"Following a brief pause, the lawyer enters the room and offers his hand for a handshake. I rise from my seat, exchanging pleasantries with him before cutting to the chase. "What's the status of the case?" I inquire im

Stacey As I walk back to my newly designated cabin, Juan walks beside me, providing guidance and sharing insights into my new role as his equal partner. I can sense the eyes of the staff following us, likely aware of my identity as Tyler Williams' wife, given my familiarity in the news and public eye.Suddenly, Tyler comes rushing towards us, politely excusing himself, "Forgive me, Mr. Martinez, can I talk to my wife for a moment?" His voice is calm, yet there is a sense of urgency in his tone as he seeks a moment with me amidst the busy day.Juan slides his hands into his pockets, nodding in acknowledgment before informing me that my cabin is on the right. As I walk with Tyler towards my cabin, taking in the view ahead, he suddenly grabs my arm and pulls me towards him. His eyes are filled with anger as he accuses, "What the fuck do you think you are doing, huh? Ruining my reputation in my firm?"In response, I scoff and pull my arm away from his grip, a fire of determination burnin

Juan Seated on the couch, my leg shakes with anticipation as I await an important call. The doorbell interrupts my thoughts, and my loyal man, Roger, enters, standing silently before me. "Roger, what is it? Did you find them?" I inquire eagerly. With a single nod, he informs me that he has located a few jewelry shops. But then, his next words sent a chill down my spine. "Tyler Williams is planning to sell the rest of those jewels in an auction," he reveals.Frowning in disbelief, I question, "What auction?" The news of Tyler's intentions to part with the remaining jewels in an auction adds another layer of urgency to the situation, propelling me to take swift action to protect what is rightfully mine.I stride into the luxurious jewelry shop, and the manager hurries over to greet me. "Mr. Martinez, welcome to The Sparks. What would you like to see today?" I remain silent, instead gesturing towards Roger, who confidently states, "I mentioned the jewels. We are here to pick them up." W

Stacey The elevator slowly rises from the ground floor of the Four Seasons. We have been waiting ten minutes for the pleasure. I am wearing a black dress, which I thought was too revealing; however, I prefer to seduce Juan with my charm. He is always the one to deprave me into seduction. I guess its my turn tonight. The ring of the lift fills the space as we come to a stop. A slight pause, and the doors slowly slide open. We step into the waiting area to be greeted by an enthusiastic young girl, the host. She wears a simple black t-shirt with some heels and smart pants.As we arrive at the bar where Juan has made reservations, I am pleasantly surprised by the setting. The view of the New York skyline from our window seat is breathtaking, and I can't help but feel a sense of excitement at being here with him. While I typically prefer dinners in proper restaurants over bars, this experience with Juan feels different and more intriguing.The soft rebound of the colours hits every shini