The Billionaires Unwilling Vows
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Chapter 15 New Enemy img
Chapter 16 Five Weeks and Counting img
Chapter 17 The Mysterious Case of Tobias Astor img
Chapter 18 Spike img
Chapter 19 Shocking Developments img
Chapter 20 Buried Lies, Unearthed Secrets img
Chapter 21 Forgotten Promises img
Chapter 22 The Weight of Betrayal img
Chapter 23 The Art of War img
Chapter 24 A Slap, A Struggle, and A Stupid Confession img
Chapter 25 Phase 3: Décolletage img
Chapter 26 Operation Hotpants img
Chapter 27 'Going to Tea' img
Chapter 28 Big Shower Guns img
Chapter 29 Backfired img
Chapter 30 Flip the Thirst img
Chapter 31 Corporate Exes img
Chapter 32 Desk Games img
Chapter 33 Little Psychopath img
Chapter 34 Amateur Hour img
Chapter 35 Dress to Distress img
Chapter 36 The Gala Trap img
Chapter 37 Sold to the Billionaire With Mood Issues img
Chapter 38 That Time My Fiancé Declared War on My Father img
Chapter 39 The Big Conflict img
Chapter 40 Sleeping With The Enemy img
Chapter 41 The Onesie img
Chapter 42 D-Day img
Chapter 43 You May Kiss The Bride img
Chapter 44 The Dance with the Devil img
Chapter 45 Behind Closed Doors, Wide Open Lies img
Chapter 46 A Veil of Chaos img
Chapter 47 The Weight You Never Carried img
Chapter 48 The Morning After img
Chapter 49 Like A Gentleman Out Of A Noir Movie img
Chapter 50 Digital Ghosts and Broken Rules img
Chapter 51 Bad Guys & Surveillance Eyes img
Chapter 52 Hacker Reunion with a Side of Hell img
Chapter 53 Domestic. Dangerous. Delicious. img
Chapter 54 The Betrayal Blueprint img
Chapter 55 Power Moves and Powder Kegs img
Chapter 56 The Queen's Gambit img
Chapter 57 And the Truth Comes Crashing img
Chapter 58 Ding Dong, Drama Delivered img
Chapter 59 Emotional Raccoon in a Party of Five img
Chapter 60 An Apology Owed img
Chapter 61 Reckless Abandon img
Chapter 62 He Shot Me Down, Bang Bang img
Chapter 63 When the World Kept Spinning img
Chapter 64 The Price of Survival img
Chapter 65 House of Cards img
Chapter 66 First-Class Family Feud img
Chapter 67 Love That He Didn't Expect But Was Always There img
Chapter 68 Love Me Tender img
Chapter 69 Locked Doors For Loose Ends img
Chapter 70 The Breakfast Club, The Royal Version img
Chapter 71 The Brunch Identity img
Chapter 72 Fag Hag Fight img
Chapter 73 Bombshell On A Silver Platter img
Chapter 74 A Father's Confession img
Chapter 75 The Collapse of a Titan img
Chapter 76 The Ones We Protect img
Chapter 77 Everything We Buried, Finally Resurfaced img
Chapter 78 Beautiful Things Shatter Loudest img
Chapter 79 Queen of the Wolves img
Chapter 80 Dirty Water Runs Deep img
Chapter 81 Tea with a Loaded Gun img
Chapter 82 You're Going to Regret Breathing img
Chapter 83 The Traitor Among Us img
Chapter 84 Before the Devil Knocks img
Chapter 85 The Walls Remember img
Chapter 86 The Final Guest img
Chapter 87 The Dead Don't Stay Buried img
Chapter 88 The Mastermind img
Chapter 89 The Blood Isn't Always Loyal img
Chapter 90 Newcomers to the Family img
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Chapter 5 Euphoric Evil Satisfaction

Five drinks and ten shots deep, Ally and I were untouchable. The music pulsed through our veins, and the dance floor became our kingdom. I tossed my head back, laughing, the alcohol blurring the edges of my frustration into something almost euphoric. This was exactly what I needed-a night to forget, to feel free. And what made it even sweeter? The absolutely murderous glare coming from Leo Astor.

God, it was delicious.

He stood at the far end of the bar, arms crossed, jaw tight, looking like he wanted to throw a chair. Dante, his ever-loyal sidekick, leaned in, clearly trying to talk him down, but Leo's eyes never left me. Not once.

Perfect.

Men surrounded us, eager, charming, hands grazing arms, offering drinks we didn't need. Ally and I exchanged a look-one full of mischief, a silent agreement. We were going to milk this for all it was worth.

A particularly bold guy slid behind me, hands low on my hips, body pressed close. Too close. I let him move with me, just enough to make my fiancé lose his mind. The moment his fingers inched toward my waist, Leo shot up from his seat so fast his chair nearly toppled.

Dante's hand snapped out, gripping Leo's shoulder, yanking him back down. They exchanged heated words, Leo looking like he wanted to throw a punch. I smirked. Oh, was he mad? Did he hate seeing his unwanted fiancée having the time of her life?

Good.

Another hour passed. Then two. More drinks. More shots. More teasing glances at Leo. And the angrier he got, the more reckless I became. If I had any doubts that this night was a spectacularly bad idea, they evaporated when Ally leaned in, breath hot in my ear.

"Babe," she whispered, her green eyes wide and gleaming with delight. "Let's really drive him insane."

I knew that tone. That look. It meant trouble.

I grinned. "What do you have in mind?"

Ally's smile was practically wicked. "Let's make him regret ever breathing in our direction."

Oh, this was going to be fun.

I reached up, pulling the clip from my hair, letting it tumble down in soft waves. Ally let out a dramatic gasp. "YES, BITCH. Unleash the chaos."

I ditched my sweater, revealing the barely-there black dress underneath, and Ally shrieked in approval. The club's neon lights flickered over my skin, casting shadows that made me look almost ethereal, dangerous. Leo's eyes darkened from across the room, his grip tightening around the glass in his hand.

Oh, he was losing it.

I grabbed Ally's hand, and we strutted straight to the VIP section, where a group of rich, gorgeous men sat, looking exactly like the type to fall at our feet. One of them, a tall, blond Adonis in an expensive suit, grinned as we approached.

"Ladies," he drawled, his voice oozing wealth and charm. "What brings you over here?"

Ally slid onto his lap like she was born for it. "Entertainment."

His friends laughed, clinking glasses. I, however, was more interested in Leo's reaction. He had gone completely still. Dante was talking, but Leo wasn't listening. He was staring at me. No, he was seething. The vein in his temple throbbed, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might snap.

"What's your name handsome?" I asked in my best flirty voice.

"Daniel."

I tilted my head, smiling sweetly. Then, just to really twist the knife, I leaned in and whispered something into Daniel's ear. He grinned like I'd just given him the best news of his life.

That was the breaking point.

Leo moved.

He was across the room in seconds, storming toward me with the kind of furious determination that sent warning bells screaming in my head. The second he reached me, his fingers wrapped around my wrist, yanking me up from my seat.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" His voice was low, lethal, vibrating with restrained rage.

I blinked up at him, feigning innocence. "Dancing? Drinking? Living my best life?"

His grip tightened. "You're embarrassing yourself."

I laughed. "Oh, sweetheart. That's rich, coming from the guy who looks like he's about to commit first-degree murder in a bar."

Daniel stood, expression shifting from amused to irritated. "Hey, man, let her go-"

Leo's head snapped toward him so fast it was almost inhuman. "Sit. The fuck. Down."

Daniel held up his hands in surrender and wisely obeyed.

Leo turned back to me, dragging me toward the exit, ignoring my protests, ignoring Ally's protests, ignoring everything except the fire in his own damn head.

"Let me go," I snapped, trying to wrench free.

He didn't stop. Didn't hesitate. "Not fucking likely."

We burst through the club's doors into the cool night air, his grip like iron. He didn't let go until we were far enough from prying eyes. When he did release me, it was with a forceful shove-just enough to put space between us, just enough to make his point clear.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he hissed.

"Oh, I don't know, Leo." I crossed my arms, eyes blazing. "Maybe the fact that my life was ripped out from under me and handed to you like some goddamn business deal?"

His expression twisted. "So you decide to act like a reckless, desperate little brat?"

I stepped forward, toe to toe with him, unflinching. "Careful, Leo. If I'm a brat, what does that make you? A controlling, egotistical prick who thinks he can tell me what to do?"

His jaw flexed. "You're my fiancée."

"Against my will."

His eyes darkened. "And yet, here we are."

I hated him. I hated the way he looked at me like he owned me and especially hated the way his presence made my heart pound in a way I refused to analyze.

"I am not yours," I bit out. "And I never will be."

He stepped closer, his voice dropping into something dangerously soft. "Keep testing me, Celeste. See what happens."

I met his stare, unyielding. "You're going to regret this marriage more than I ever will."

A slow smirk curled at his lips. "We'll see about that."

"Oh, we shall!" I gave the most devilish smile I could muster and stormed right back into the club.

"Celeste! Don't you dare! Celeste!"

I laughed as he raged on outside where I left him. Now I'm going to show you how bad I can be, Leo Astor!

            
            

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