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The Billionaire's Sweet Surrender Chapter Ninety-two.
Neil's PoV I barely had any sleep wondering all through the night what I had done that Xena. What was so powerful? what was so bad he had to stop what we were wonderfully doing just because I was wrong? It has been a while since I had laid with a woman. Zina had caused me to get aroused and this caused a serious reaction for me. I could barely blink throughout the night. Morning came and I was supposed to go to work but I just couldn't think straight. My eyes felt heavy, my vision was blurry, my body felt stiff and yet my mind was racing. "What had I done to Zina to deserve any of that?" I managed to clean myself up, come and grow my hair, put on a decent suit and then head downstairs. Because of her I didn't sleep in my room. We both share the same room because our parents had to believe that our contract marriage was real, but somehow because of her tantrums these days, I resorted to sleeping in the guest room and sometimes the living room. This was one of those days. After c
The Billionaire's Sweet Surrender Chapter Ninety-three.
Neil stopped in his tracks at his receptionist’s words. He could not just walk into that office without a tangible explanation on his lips, nor could he turn away from her. He could not grasp who would have told her. His lawyer would not dare it if she valued her practicing license, and she had worked with him for too long to have made this kind of mistake. It definitely could not be Zina, they were in this together and she had more to lose by saying anything to anyone that was not Sarah and by extension Pascal. Not to mention the non-disclosure agreement that she signed. He took a deep breath and turned to his receptionist who was waiting for his next instructions. “All my appointments are confirmed until and unless I say otherwise, thank you.” Neil said to his receptionist and walked into his office. He just had to know how to play this out without telling her the truth. “Oh, you are here. I thought I had more time to snoop around your office.” Neil’s mother said in the form of a
The Billionaire's Sweet Surrender Chapter Ninety-four.
Pascal’s POV: I sat in my office and examined the engagement ring I bought for Sandra. My earlier conversation with Neil was not what I expected but I was going to do just what he said, I would follow my heart. But first I needed to make her understand that life with me would not always be a chore. Truthfully I am not as strict as I am with her as I was in my other relationships. I know how to pamper a woman, I am great at anticipating their needs and delivering before they ask. But one too many times I have been played for fools because of it. Then I met Sandra, she was all smiles and waves as she welcomed me and a friend into the restaurant where she was waiting tables. My friend had been making passes at her and she returned the vibe in equal fervor but was quick to draw the line when he suggested they meet up later in his hotel room to seal the deal. I remembered how she threw her head back and laughed at my friend, telling him if wishes were horses. My friend of course was mi
The Billionaire's Sweet Surrender Chapter Ninety-five.
Sandra’s POV:I sat with a sigh in my room, then carried my aching head in my hands. The tears I thought were done came again, why this was hurting me so much is not really a mystery. The pains I thought I had overcome and buried years ago resurfaced with this event today.FlashbackI had just turned nineteen and the whole world was my backyard. Pretty brown skinned girl with an amazing figure, great hair, great skin and perfect dentition. I was probably every boy’s fantasy on the street, and I relished every second of the attention I was receiving.Then he caught my attention. And I caught him.He was from a rich home, his name was Justin and he was an older guy. Twenty four whole years and he was a fine specimen, I deemed him worthy of me and my reputation so I offered no resistance when he asked me out for coffee.That day I was out with my usual biker skirt and crop top, got to show off the beauty that God created, he walked up to me from his range rover across the street. And tha
The Billionaire's Sweet Surrender Chapter Ninety-six.
The memory brought a sad laugh to me, I began laughing like a lunatic. I gripped my sides as I laughed so hard at my stupidity back then.Kelly had rushed to cover herself with Justin’s shirt as she explained to me that it was not what I thought. That she was helping me keep my man, that this was how she was going to know things to help me keep my man that she only wanted what was best for me.All the while as she spoke I was locked in a heated staring contest with Justin, he did not look sorry now that I thought about it. He looked bored.I remembered asking him what this was about and he had said I was not meeting up to his expectations, that my friend Kelly was just helping him hold his interest in me. And I should be grateful I had a friend like her.That was all I needed to have the scales fall from my eyes. I was indeed a very stupid girl, child even. And I turned around and walked away without saying another word. I dropped the package I prepared unconsciously and I kept walkin
The Billionaire's Sweet Surrender Chapter Ninety-seven.
Sandra’s POV:I woke up a bit groggy, the pain in my head was now a full blown headache. Zina, my darling friend, had a glass of water next to me with some pills I was guessing would be aspirin. I took them and smiled at what she said about her knowledge of hiding a body or unaliving someone.Zina was just a darling friend.“I don’t know which would be more satisfying, you killing him or me doing the job myself.” I said to Zina who squeezed my hand that she grabbed it.“Well I can still hold a torch while you get to it, what did that knucklehead do this time around to make you cry? Usually you rant but you never cry.” Zina said and pointed out the fact that I did not cry. Well, this one warranted more than tears.“He was playing with me all this while.” I said quietly to Zina who gasped.“No, that can’t be true. I overheard his conversation with my husband. He wants to marry you. He was asking Neil for advice on something, I did not catch that part, not like I was eavesdropping on pur
The Billionaire's Sweet Surrender Chapter Ninety-eight.
Neil’s POV:My day was truly filled with meetings back to back and I also got my wish, I did not have time to think about my wife, that is until now that the car was turning into my driveway. I was finally going to see her after a whole day of not checking in on her or hearing from her.When I stepped into the house I just knew that she was either not home or she was taking a late nap. So I went to her room and found it void of her presence, but her wardrobe was left open. Some things were left hanging haphazardly. It was obvious that she picked a few things before she left wherever she went.I sighed as I sat on her bed, was this what I was going to be dealing with for the next two months plus? Was every fight with her going to end with her returning to her apartment and me going after her? Was this what I had to be doing for the foreseeable future? Could they fight and make up like a normal couple? I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. At least she should give me the benefi
The Billionaire's Sweet Surrender Chapter Ninety-nine.
Pascal's POV: There was a trope of elephants having a jamboree in my head. Even the slightest movement was filled with pain. What on earth did I consume last night? The rush of memory came with another rush of pain. I remembered messing up yesterday night's proposal to Sandra, she was not taking my calls. I called Neil and we had a pity party, or better put, I had a pity party with him. He fed me and gave me brandy. Yep, there was the culprit. I managed to raise my head but my brain rattled from the movement. Dear Lord I will never get this drunk again, probably a lie but a good thought. I turned and saw a cup of water covered with some pills in a container. I hoped it was not poison and quickly downed it because I needed a little relief, even if it was momentary. The water sliding down my throat reminded my body that I was thirsty. So I took a hold of the pitcher that was next to the originally covered cup and drank it whole. My head felt better for it. When the trope of elephants
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