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Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire FORTY FIVE – MAY THE BEST BITCH WIN
VANESSAHonestly, I’m tired.I’m tired of watching my best friend get hurt over and over again. I’m tired of watching that witch, Halloway, continue to play the upper hand.I’m tired of things always working against us.I’m tired of just sitting back and not doing anything. So I’m taking matters into my own hands today. Mason has been coming to my home every single day, begging for even the slightest chance to see Mira and I have refused. Vehemently.He will not see her, he will not talk to her, he won’t even breathe the same air she breathes until Halloway is exposed once and for all.Today is when it all ends.“Hey, Bebita?” I poke my head into Mira’s room where she’s been holed up since the little showdown in my sitting room three days ago.“Yeah?” She answers, not bothering to look up.“I have a shoot downtown and I’m leaving right now. Will you be okay until I return?”“Yeah.” She mumbles. “Where’s my sister?”“Um… she’s gone to the park with a friend but she’ll be back soon.”
Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire FORTY SIX– WEIRD SUSPICIONS
MIRAAnna finally manages to drag me out of the house after hours of just staying under my covers and dreaming of a man who might just never be mine. Close to thirty minutes of indecision later, we finally agree on the pool owned by Vanessa’s estate. We skinny dip all day and just make plain, mindless conversation.But when she continues to look all bothered, I know something’s definitely up with her.“Okay. Out with it. What’s wrong?”Her beautiful baby blues meet mine.“Um…nothing. Nothing’s wrong. Everything okay.” She hits me with a plastic smile which nearly blinds me.Nope. Not fooled.I heave myself out of the pool and plop down beside her, draping my arm around her skinny shoulders.“Hey, have you been eating properly?” I ask, inwardly cursing myself for being too immersed in my personal problems and failing to notice my sister’s declining weight.“Yup. I’ve been eating. I told you I was accepted as a runway model for the upcoming Dior fashion show.”Yes, I remember that day.
Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire FORTY SEVEN – THIRST FOR REVENGE
MIRA I’m rummaging through my overnight bag, searching for my concealer brush when my fingers brush against a piece of paper.Eyes narrowing with confusion, I pull out the paper and quickly run my eyes over it.The piece of paper turns out to be a white envelope. My nerves twist when I realise that it’s the envelope I found at Vanessa’s door the night I went to see Mason.I turn it over and sure enough, “The Enchanter” is written boldly across it.With shaky fingers, I tear the envelope open and pull out the white piece of paper. A picture flutters out and lands on the bed but I deliberately open the folded letter first.I scan through it, my blood running cold with each word I read.“I heard them that night. Their screams as the flames burnt their flesh to crisps.His enforcer was there as well. He gave the order that the shops should be burnt down.He knew your parents were in there but he still went ahead and approved that they should be burnt alive.I can help you expose him. I c
Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire FORTY EIGHT – HORRIBLE DECISIONS
MIRAI’ve never been to an underground fighting facility before but it is definitely what I expected and more.Damon and Darth leads us through the throng of over excited, over stimulated people. It’s barely ten pm and the place is packed. I mean people are literally gumming up against each other packed.You can feel the excitement and testosterone pumping through the charged atmosphere.Vanessa turns back to check on me and despite my discomfort, I smile to signal that I’m doing great.I don’t do well in crowded places and I’m thankful that Darth is right behind me to keep most of the sweaty bodies away. I am very, very conscious of the amount of lewd glances the men throw my way and I pull my just-beneath-my-ass black dress lower, cursing myself for wearing it in the first place.When Damon finally leads us into a VIP, roped off section which provides a clear view of the ring, I breathe a huge sigh of relief at the thought that I won’t be subjected to the horror of watching the mat
Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire FORTY NINE – A MURDERER…?
MIRA“Oh my God.” I whisper, my mouth dropping open in shock.I spin in Damon’s direction and grab his arm.“Damon, you have to get him out of there. Please, get him out of there. Please.”When Damon continues to stand stock still while staring into the cage with far away eyes, I know I’m on my own. I need to get Mason out of that cage.So I start screaming, hoping he’ll at least look up…hoping he’ll hear my voice.“Mason! Mason, please get out of there! Mason, please…”Just then, the announcer’s voice booms over the speakers, completely overshadowing mine.“Introducing first, from Texas, New York city, weighing three hundred and sixty nine pounds, an experienced killing machine and our six time champion, Bobby Hughes!!”The crowd goes crazy, their whistles and screams making my heart sink even further as the huge man in the cage with Mason showcases his impressive biceps and triceps.Terror seizes my entire frame as I watch Mason take him in with an intense, focused gaze.I don't want
Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire FIFTY – CRAZED VULNERABILITIES
MIRAI’ve never feet tension so strong, so palpable my body literally shivers from it.My heart thumps like a broken frieght train as Mason comes to a stop before Bobby’s huge bloodied, heaving body. Even the audience have gone silent. Everyone waits with bated breath and trembling fingers to see Mason’s next course of action.“Please…” I whisper to myself, my chest already growing tight. “Please just let him go. Please, Mason…”My hope renews when he starts to walk away, then the unexpected happens. Mason runs forward and delivers a Seth Rollins style “stomp” to Bobby, slamming the injured man’s head down against the ring with the sole of his boots.I sink back into my chair as air whooshes out of me. The audience has grown wild. Everyone is screaming and cheering in a frenzy. Bobby lies there completely unmoving, probably dead while Mason…Mason faces the crowd, his grey eyes as dark as the eeriest night. Around me, I can hear Darth, Vanessa and Damon exchange words, but the sound
Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire FIFTY ONE – TRAPPED
MASONShe’s run from me millions of times before and I have let her. I’ve always given her a choice because even if I’m a possessive motherfucker, I do not want to crowd her badly, she feels tempted to run every five minutes.Not. Any. More.I’m done giving Mira Fernandez a choice. I’m done making her feel like she can run from me and hide whenever she wants. I am done bending to her will.I am done spending nights alone craving her, thinking about her… almost going crazy over her.Now, I do not care if I have to forcefully implement the terms of our contract, but she’s coming home with me tonight.She can cry and argue and fight all she wants, but she’s sleeping in my bed tonight and every other night after that.No more crashing at Vanessa’s place. Her place is by my side, in my bed and I’ll be damned if I let her slip away one more time.I brace my palms on the spotless white walls as water rains down on me from the waterfall shower, washing away every single trace of blood and swe
Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire FIFTY TWO — IGNORING THE BILLIONAIRE
MIRA I remain completely still in Mason’s arms, trying to control my erratic breathing…and my body’s wild response to his closeness. The delicious, powerful heat of his skin seeps into my back and I barely restrain myself from shutting my eyes and letting out a loud, long purr.Okay, it is settled. I’m crazy. I’m a crazy, crazy woman. Because how can I be so madly attracted to and madly afraid of one human being all at once.“Mason, let’s talk about this. Please.” Damon says, coming to stand before us and blocking Mason’s access to the door.“There’s nothing to talk about.” Mason growls. “Get out of the way. Now.”“Mason, listen to me before you end up doing something you’ll regret.”I freeze, staring intently at the savage look on Damon’s face. Something’s not right here. Damon knows something.“Let them go, Damon. Get out of the way.”My blood freezes in shock as I look over my shoulder and shoot my supposed best friend a glare. She just shrugs, a knowing smile stretching her lush
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