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Pregnant For The Billionaire. Chapter Twenty-One.
“Mommy.“The shrill voice of a girl braced the phone in her hands and the echo rang through Isabella’s ears. “Emily” She blurted her daughter’s name from her lips, recognizing the anxiety in the tone of her voice. “Emily are you okay?”There was a loud thud that banged in the background and Isa sniffled, wiping her tears. She jerked forward off the door. “Hello” Isa yelled over the line that had gone static before cutting off.Her heart began to stomp like it was six years ago again. Her child was troubled, and without a second thought, she went after her. A straight cab from the entrance of Marriott took her to the front of her apartment building. And Isabella leaped past the stairs, a faster alternative than the elevators and finally she made her way to the front of her door.Banging it, it was only a second until Holly pulled it open.“Emily” She charged in, only to be met a tight hug around her knees. “Are you okay?” Her eyes moistened as she lifted her in her hands. “Are you oka
Pregnant For The Billionaire. Chapter Twenty-Two.
"I gave you one simple instruction, Isabella" His voice raged through the room as he held up his large hands to her face. She shrieked in the corner, holding her knees to the bottom of her chin. "Please" She muttered, half her face covered in his saliva and bruise marks."What more do you want from me?" He yelled."I gave you everything, but it's not enough right. You just want him" Isabella couldn't bear to look into his eyes that night and when she muttered a plea for the second time, he dashed his hands across her face. She screamed in pain, helpless and weak against his grasp as he tossed her to the ground.But this wasn't now.This was about ten years ago."Leave me alone" She screamed, earning herself another nasty slap and he hovered above her. "I gave you everything but one, is it hard that i ask you to love me?" She looked into his furious eyes."Colton." She called, whispering through her lips."Don't call me." He shoved her hands away. "Because when you were having all you
Pregnant For The Billionaire. Chapter Twenty-Three.
It would be very foolish of her to think that was the last time she’d see Colton, but it was all that poisoned her mind as she sat behind his table, her hands folded to wedge her up. She quivered, unknowing to her that she was nervous even though it had been minutes since they came in.Leonardo blessed her with silence as he stood, leaning against the mini bar in his office. He had in his hands, a glass of Remy Martin as he looked back and forth his windows and her.“He’s gone.” He broke the news as if it had just happened.She hummed, barely giving him any eye contact but she could feel his boring into the back of her head. His lips parted to ask the obvious question. “Who is he?” His voice deepened. “That man.”Isabella knew it was only a matter of time till he asked, but still she didn’t have the words. If he claimed to know as much about her as he did—then surely she’d know about Colton Chambers.Who didn’t know about Colton Chambers?High school sweetheart, star quarterback of th
Pregnant For The Billionaire. Chapter Twenty-Four.
The repeated camera clicks echoed incessantly across the street from her, allowing lights to flash against the transparent sides of her building. Patricia shielded her face, walking towards the door on which there was a frantic knock.And she had only pushed it slightly, a seemingly angry middle aged woman charged through with several bags in her hands. "Mum!" Patricia exclaimed. She didn't need this right now."What are you doing here?" She asked and Elena's turned around to her daughter, beads of swear forming around her temples. "What are you?" She threw the question back at Patricia, who held in her hands a little bucket that she constantly threw up in.She was a mess.Her eyes were sore, her face was crimson and swollen. And her lips chapped. She had a limping gait and was sure she'd stayed in bed the entire day. And as Elena watched her throw up, she inched closer to her, grazing he neck with the back of her palms."You're burning up" She noticed."Have you taken anything?"Patr
Pregnant For The Billionaire. Chapter Twenty-Five.
"I want you to mother a son for me."Isabella's jaw went slack. The creaking silence after his words posed his seriousness and without any hesitation, she clutched her purse. "That's ridiculous." She pronounced, threatening to leave until the firm grasp of his hands trapped her down.She fell back, her hair bouncing on her shoulders and when she turned back to him, his eyes grimaced. "I'm being serious" He let a lump slip down his throat."Well i'm definitely going to need more than that" A vein popped out of Isabella's neck in all seriousness, and neither of them broke eye contact. He did however, let go of her as if returning to her the option to leave. But this time, Isabella didn't move an inch.He had dared to say those words, now she had to hear it.She had to hear the bottom of it.The two were alone in the suite, and with neither of them talking still, there existed a brief silence but that was before his lips parted to speak. "I called unto to work here, everyone wants to wor
Pregnant For The Billionaire. Chapter Twenty-Six.
“I can explain.”The sound of the slamming door reverberated in the pits of her stomach, rendering it into a turmoil. Isabella let go of her bags, turning around to make sense of what she’d just seen. And when Joan tossed the phone to the bed, she grappled it in her hands.“Oh God” Came an exasperated gasp from her lips.“Oh God, this is bad. This is tell really bad” All she could think of in that moment was Patricia and her hands immediately went through her hair. “Who took the photo, Joan? Who took the photo—“ She was almost raising her voice as she swiped through hundreds of comments that were beneath already.Some calling her a slut, and others wishing to be her.A migraine speared through her head as she picked up her phone—it was nothing, it is nothing. And she had to tell Patricia. Joan stood, leaning against the wall as tears welled up into his best friend’s eyes. She realized she could even account for the genuineness. She couldn’t tell if they were even real or not.“Why did
Pregnant For The Billionaire. Chapter Twenty-Seven.
The rain rattled the windows like words heard once and half forgotten, pressing against the large room to make it seem rather small. Isabella’s hands was tugged under the moon blanket as she stared outside. The world twisted in the cold, wet darkness.But she was within, she was safe now.Nonetheless still in her drenched clothes and dripping hair along her neck. But at least the tears had seized from her eyes—and that was the only thing Leonardo asked of her. She was warm, he had turned up the heater and now, standing by the door, he held in his hands freshly dry cleaned clothes. He crept up behind her, fiddling her elbows which caused her to budge a little. And she took her eyes off the pattering windows to feel his heated breathes against the side of her neck. She closed her eyes until he pulled away, walking to the other side of the bed. “Is it just me or he kind of looks like me?” Her eyes fell to Ryan and he witnessed the horror that filled her eyes just then.“What?” She clear
Pregnant For The Billionaire. Chapter Twenty-Eight.
One second Patricia Walters was speeding across the freeway through blurry eyes, and the next, she'd rammed into a standing tree by the corner of the roads. She couldn't remember much——except the fact that she'd run a red light, only to have a pickup van crash right into her. Her car tumbled to the sides, metal doors grazing the sharp concrete with a sound that could light a fire. She was petrified and thrown into a state of quagmire.A creaking silence pierced through her ears before this loud shrieking sound. Her eyes opened, feeling the coolness of the blood that dripped from her temples to the corner of her lips. The leaves burst through her shattered windshield, ticking her arms.That was a good sign.She could feel her arms, her head, not so much. Lightheaded, she pushed through the door that fell to the stoned concrete without a fight. What had happened—and how was it so fast?Across the road from her was the van that had tipped to its sides as well. She staggered to find her
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