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28: sleepover 1
As she watched Robert's retreating figure disappear, she drew her hair backwards and faced an apologetic smile. "If you'd excuse me, please, I have to go."
She walked briskly, climbing up the stairs, finding herself in a passage. She knocked on the first door, opening it to the room he had entered. She stepped into it, scanning her eyes wide in search of him. She took in the room; it was neatly arranged, and a smell of something putrid she couldn't quite place, maybe weed, lingered in the air. Robert wasn't in view, and he didn't smoke, so she had to leave here as soon as possible.Her curiosity got the best of her when her legs trudged toward the bedside, her heels clicking against the tiles. She walked towards the room, which was neatly laid with sparkling white bedspread and clothed pilows with the same white lined themselves horizontally near the headboard. Her eyes darted towards the table lamp next to the bed. Atop it was a lighter andThe door bolteRelated chapters
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride 29: sleep over 2
"When are you ever going to be ready to talk about it?" Aria asked, hoping he'd change his mind and just don't tell her what she needed to know about the Becky situation instead of start racking her brain to come up with possible theories."Why do you care? Isn't this just a business to you like it is to me?" Robert raised his tone like anger was stored inside of him, and she was startled because she had not expected him to act like that. But she wasn't going to show him that his words had hit her like bullets because that would only make him know that he had some sort of power over her and she wasn't really for that kind of relationship with him.She folded her arms below her chest. "It's not that serious; I just wanted to know, and to answer your question, yes, this is just a business between the both of us.""Good," he responded, then thinned his lips as if to prevent him from saying the remaining words that he had left unsaid."
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride 30: more than a business
When she came out of the bathroom, he had already changed the sheets and replaced them with a new sparkling one, and she had also taken the drugs he had given her. The pain had subsided a little bit. His head tilted in her direction when he noticed that she had come out. He was standing, scanning for clothes he could give her as she was still in the white towel."You look white," she said."Yeah, I do... It's one of my favorites." He answered, staring at her in scrutiny. You wouldn't blame him because the last time he saw Aria, she had been writhing in pain. The way he stared at him made her extremely conscious, and she wondered how much of this feeling she would have to endure since they would be staying together throughout the night."It seems like you feel better now." It was more of a statement than a question, but she nodded, affirming him."So this," he said to her, stretching a pair of biker shorts and singlets to her.
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride 31: ache
Aria still hadn't recovered from the occasional sharp pains, and she'd decided not to form any weird conclusions about them because that would only add to her problems. She stood in front of the mirror, dressing up and mentally preparing herself to meet Robert as her boss, not her husband. Yesterday, they'd shared a wonderful moment as they cuddled without saying a word to each other. She liked it and hoped it would last forever, but that wasn't possible. The thought made her lips curl in a smile, and she rubbed her palm against her sides, hand, and waist, the places where he'd touched, hoping to recreate the feeling, but that wasn't possible. It was by far the best time she'd had in a while, and she appreciated her period for coming so early; she wasn't sure that he was going to pay her such attention if it hadn't shown up. "Anna," she called out to her, who was still sleeping and stirring in the bed, soft moans escaping her lips."Hmm," the young lady muttered,
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride 32: panick
Robert paced around his office, adrenaline pumping through him as though he were thinking about how he was going to make his father proud now that he had been chosen to represent him at the conference. He would represent his father well, and that would make him know that every position that he handed over to him instead of Harry had been a great choice. He wondered how Harry thought that since he had been accepted into the house, he had the license to sow where he had not reaped. Over his dead body, he does not allow some atrocity to take place. He was the son of his mother, and he'd not allow such to happen. He was a child brought under the roof when his mother died because his father knew it was a disrespectful thing to do, so why should he accept him?He walked back to his seat and sat back, crossing and uncrossing his legs at the ankles and shaking them. He was anticipating the conference; he knew he was going to be seated among great people, and that could boost his co
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride 33: a meetup
Harry strolled to the kitchen to make coffee before dressing up for work and to have a meeting with the representative of the spy agency. He didn't know what the meeting was going to look like, so he had no expectations. But one thing was certain: he was a bit scared because he didn't want to expect it, and he felt like he had already come this far to turn back. He wanted someone to accompany him, but he didn't have anyone to call all his friends in Brooklyn and ever since he moved to New York City, he had not kept in touch with them, so slowly the friendship had deteriorated. He'd have told Get-High to accompany him, but he still owed him money, so that wouldn't be possible, and there was no way on earth that he wouldn't ask for his money. He sighed; he had to pay up soon. He had been standing at the counter and taking small sips; now he had to go to try his best to meet up with the meeting so he wouldn't give an impression. When he stepped into the room, he remembered wh
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride 34: Unexpected Call
When he searched for Robert via Google, his pictures popped up, and he turned the phone towards Romeo and showed them to him."Here," he said.Romeo squinted, and then something like confusion crossed his face as his veins popped on his forehead. "This is him?" He asked, blinking his eyes."Uhmm yeah." Harry responded, asking himself why he needed the confirmation again and why he was looking surprised. Had he expected something else?"I'm afraid I can't go on with this." Romeo responded, shaking his head, and stood on his feet, about to take his exit."W-wait," Harry called out. "You can't just leave me like this. Is there a problem?" He asked, his lips parted and his face rumpled in bewilderment."I'm afraid this is against our company's policy. We remain loyal to those who constantly use our services. I will not be providing any more information if you still do not understand. Have a great day." Romeo finis
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride 35: meeting and diagnosis
Harry scratched his dreadlocks, excitement bubbling within him as he paced around his office. He never for once believed that a day like this would come when Robert would be at mercy, asking for his help. Harry paused. On a second thought, Robert wasn't necessarily asking for his help because he knew he wouldn't refuse an offer to replace him. It would benefit him too. Robert had to call him because he was his last option. Even with this knowledge, Harry still felt special and visible.As he walked around, he punched the air with his fist and muttered, "Yes." Finally, he had the chance to fill in Robert's shoes. His eyes roamed around to see if anyone had caught him, which was clearly impossible because he was in the office alone.Then his phone buzzed with a message. It was an email containing a file of what Robert was supposed to teach. His eyes eagerly darted around the document, and he read the heading—When Tech Meets Construction. He assured himself he was going to teach the topi
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride 36: argument and relief
The familiar smell of an antiseptic, which was popularly associated with hospitals, hit Aria's nose before she opened her tired eyes. At first, when she opened them, she struggled to make sense of her environment. Her eyes were opened, but she had not fully grasped her location. She tried to hoist herself when she discovered that an IV was attached to her skin. She felt a bile rush up her throat when she coughed.Just then, Robert walked into the room, and his eyes flew open when he discovered she was awake. He rushed towards her and bent his head to examine her face, relief washing over him."You're awake." He stated, pushing a strand of hair from covering her face."Yeah," she said, her voice coming out lower than she expected. She tried to stifle a yawn as she hoisted herself, with Robert assisting her with care."How are you doing?" He asked her."Good, I guess." She responded, looking around the room. Her location had dawned on her. "What am I doing here?" She glanced up at him,
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