ALL Chapters & Episodes of A Trillionaire’s Revenge by Paris Miller - Page 3

With shaky hands, I dial Rocky's number. I tiptoe to the door, trying to ensure that no one is eavesdropping. I lock the door and rush back to Luke's chair. I call the number and wait for him to pick up. It takes forever, but he eventually picks up and as I hear his voice, my eyes close automatically and it's as though I've become mute. "Hello?" He says on the other end. "Hello?" "I don't know what your plan is—"Natty, it's you, my lo— I interject, "Stop it." I demand.I get up, "Don't refer to me as that!" I bark. "I'm calling to warn you, Rocket." I call his full name, "Leave Lucas and I alone, please. Let me be at peace for once, I beg you." "No! No! No!" He yells back immediately. "You're not saying that because you want it, you're saying so because of your mother and that arse you call your husband. Come on, Natalie! You should be smarter than this. You are!"

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I wake up, my head dripping with sweat. It was a dream. A bloody nightmare. I look beside me to find Luke fast asleep, still naked. I heave a sigh of relief. I tuck my hair behind my ear as I reach for a glass of water beside my bed. The jug is empty. "Bloody hell." I whisper. I get up, trying to move around as quietly as I can so I do not wake Luke. I'm by the bathroom door, near the coat rack. I pick a white robe from the coat rack and put it on. I walk back to the bed and cover Luke properly with the duvet.I drop the jug on the kitchen dining as I enter. I tie my hair in a messy bun. I open the fridge and scan for anything edible to eat. I grab the jug of milk inside and a bar of snickers. As I close the fridge, I shriek in shock as I see a figure in the dark. The figure walks slowly towards me as she plays with her red hair. It is Laurel.I'm relieved, "You know, you really do have a problem." I say as I walk to the dinin

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"Mrs. Carrington?" I hear, accompanied by kisses, wake me. I giggle, turning to the other side of the bed. "Wake up." Luke says. "Noooooo!" I reply as I use the pillow to cover my face. He removes it and drags the duvet off my body. I gasp, getting up immediately, "I'm naked!" I try grabbing the duvet from him but he's not having it. "Fine." I say as I get up, heading for the bathroom. He drags me back and gives me a back hug. I hold his hands in front, as I place kisses on each of them. "I'm so tiny, compared to you." I say"Exactly. The perfect fit." We move to the window opposite the right side of the bed and the sunlight falls on us. "The weather's so nice today, I feel like going for a run and having a picnic by the lake." I say, caressing my ring. "I want to do anything you want to do, my love." I break the hug, turning to f

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Dinner had begun, and the table is awkwardly quiet but I knew all too well that even if Luke knew how much tension there was in the air, he couldn't have guessed the reason behind it. Luke drops his flute, "So, Caleb. I'd like you to share what you do with my family. Let them get to know you since you'll be staying a few days."I can't help but wonder how long 'a few days' was. Rocky smiles, adjusting the napkin on his shirt. "I'm a hotelier. Nothing serious. I plan to acquire assets in popular areas and turn them into hotels. My goal is to have a chain of hotels, all under the same name, just in different locations as my father would've wanted. Luke is on the deciding board of the next building I wish to buy and actually he's the only young person there so I knew that he would be the only I could talk to, to help me get that building, because I really want that building." He pauses and looks at me, "I'm not a fraud, Mrs

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"Luke, please, you have to help them. You have to help my family." I plead, as I hold onto his shirt, desperately begging. I never wanted to be in such a position again, but I had to, for my family. He holds my hands, "I'll go there and I'll try to sort it out. You know I'll go far and beyond for you."Unable to control my tears, I hug my husband as tight as I possibly can. I hoped the small gesture would show how grateful I was even though I couldn't bring myself to say a word. Luke hold me, caressing my head as he runs his hand through my hair. From a distance, I can hear Aunt Ruth crying as she simultaneously speaks to someone on the phone. I had two things on my mind, first off, I wondered how my father was doing. Lastly, I found everything that had occurred in the past few months very strange and unsettling. I knew Luke had something to do with our money, but our businesses? Mother never mentioned those.

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I'd just come out of the shower, and as I wear my robe, I hear a knock on the door. Luke hadn't fully moved into the bedroom as per my request, so I wondered if he could be the one knocking. Squeezing the water off my wet hair, I walk to the door. I open it, a smile on my face but it drops immediately as soon as I see who it is. I try to close the door, but he forces himself in on time and shuts the door. "You need to stop sneaking up on me every time, for God's sake!" I lock the door with the keys. "What if Luke was here? What would you tell him?""I know he's not here, that's why I took the opportunity to come and see you, my love." He says. "Natty," and I close my eyes. He gave me that nickname. He caresses my cheeks and although I try to remove his hand, I end up caressing his hand on my cheek."You miss this, don't you? I know you do." He says, as he snakes his left hand around my waist. "Why did you kiss him? Did I upset

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I'd just come out of the shower, and as I wear my robe, I hear a knock on the door. Luke hadn't fully moved into the bedroom as per my request, so I wondered if he could be the one knocking. Squeezing the water off my wet hair, I walk to the door. I open it, a smile on my face but it drops immediately as soon as I see who it is. I try to close the door, but he forces himself in on time and shuts the door. "You need to stop sneaking up on me every time, for God's sake!" I lock the door with the keys. "What if Luke was here? What would you tell him?""I know he's not here, that's why I took the opportunity to come and see you, my love." He says. "Natty," and I close my eyes. He gave me that nickname. He caresses my cheeks and although I try to remove his hand, I end up caressing his hand on my cheek."You miss this, don't you? I know you do." He says, as he snakes his left hand around my waist. "Why did you kiss him? Did I upset

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After our sexual rendezvous the night before, it is a cold Monday morning, and Luke had spent the night in my bedroom. I get up from the bed and wear my pajamas. It is about 6 AM, and Luke is still fast asleep. A few minutes pass by as I sit on the couch opposite the bed, staring at him sleep. It was indeed, a beautiful sight to see. He looked so peaceful, his face, calm and not upset. His blue eyes, not watery or red, filled with rage. Whenever Luke was angry, his eyes were either watery or they turned red. How, I didn't know, but I was able to differentiate what both looks meant. His eyes being watery didn't mean he was crying or wanted to— it meant his rage had reached the height. He would not listen to anyone and definitely not reason with anyone. The night I want to forget, the night he had forced himself on me, he had that exact look— watery eyes. As for the red eyes, his anger could be satiated. The watery eyes scared and terrified me ea

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The party had ended, Lydia had left too, but with a promise that she'd help me figure out something before the lunch with senator Jackson. I had been too engrossed in my problems that I'd lost track of time and didn't realize when José left. I felt I was lacking as a friend. "Princess!" I hear my mom say. "Hello, mother." I answer, wanting to the conversation to end as quickly as possible. I had seen my father before the party begun, and left him to sleep. I would check on him right after she left. She touches my hair, "I was so busy I barely had enough time to see how beautiful you are. Who are you wearing? Is it Versace? You look stunning, as always, my love." She says. "You were too busy sipping wine and talking to complete strangers that you didn't have time to check on your own child? Familiar, but I'm not surprised." She rolls her eyes, "For the love of G

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LUKE'S POVNatalie and I are outside, beside our car. She looks tired and pale, something I'd noticed for the past few days. "Are you ready to go?" I ask her and she nods. I place my jacket over her shoulders. She gives a small smile and I begin to talk to her about the party. I want to know why she had on such a stern face and a cold tone with Senator Jackson but I realize that she's completely zoned out. She's a bit shaky, and when I realize she's about to fall, I hold her as tight as I can. "Shit!" I yell and the chauffeur comes out. "To the manor, as fast as possible!" I say to the chauffeur, panicked. I try to wake her numerous times, but she doesn't respond. However, she's breathing. "You have to hang in there, my love." I say as I reach for my phone to call Doctor Ava. She says she's on sick leave so she would be unable to make it. However, she'd send in another Doctor. We are at