LOGINBree.“What did you fucking do?!” I screamed, my voice cracking with rage and horror as I stared at Clara’s lifeless body on the floor.Blood was slowly pooling around her. “What did you do to her?!”The billionaire stood there calmly, the gun still in his hand, looking completely unbothered. “Just what is expected,” he said coldly. “And if you do not fucking listen to me, I’m going to do the same thing to you.”My whole body shook with fury. “You are such a bitch! How could you do that to her? What has she ever done to you?! Why are you so wicked?!”He laughed lightly, as if my words meant nothing. “Now you have to get your things and get the fuck out of my mansion.”“Excuse me?” I snapped. He turned to leave, but I quickly wiped my tears and walked closer to him. “Wait! Did you see that body there? That lady was innocent. You killed her just when she was about to fulfill her one wish... to meet her daughter!”He glanced at Clara’s body without any emotion. “Does it look like I give
Bree.I woke up slowly, my eyes fluttering open to a room that felt completely different.I sat up carefully, still feeling weak and disoriented, and looked around in confusion.Then I saw Clara standing close to the bed, quietly making a cup of tea on a small side table.“Hey, you are awake,” she said gently, turning toward me with a warm smile.Shock and surprise hit me hard. My heart raced as I stared at her.“Where am I?” I asked, my voice shaky.Clara set the tea down and came closer. “Oh, you are in the mansion, Bree. You are safe.”I held my head as a sharp pain throbbed behind my eyes. “What is going on? Why does everything feel so wrong?”Clara sat on the edge of the bed and took my hand softly. “You have been off for one week. Actually, a little more than a week.”“What do you mean for more than a week?” I asked, confusion mixing with rising fear.She spoke calmly, trying to keep me steady. “The billionaire gave you a certain drug so you would not get triggered about the who
Bree.I woke up with a loud scream tearing out of my throat as a sharp, unbearable pain forced its way through my body, making me jerk up slightly from the bed while my hands immediately clutched my stomach.“I don’t feel right… I don’t feel right…” I cried out loudly, my voice was shaking as panic quickly settled in my chest.The door opened almost immediately and Clara rushed in, her steps were fast and unsteady as she ran straight to me.“Hold on ma… hold on ma… are you okay… talk to me…” she said quickly, her voice filled with worry as she held my shoulders firmly.I grabbed her arm tightly without even realizing how hard I was holding her, my nails digging slightly into her skin as another painful contraction hit me.It had been nine months already, and the thought came to me in the middle of everything like something quiet but heavy, because it felt unreal how fast everything had passed.In those nine months, I had not seen him once, not even for a moment, and that alone stayed
Bree.I looked straight at Bonita, my heart still racing from everything we had just shared.“What is it?” I asked, my voice was low and urgent. “You said there is something important I need to know about him. Please tell me now.”Bonita sat up slowly on the bed. Her face looked serious and troubled. She took a deep breath, ready to speak.Her lips parted as the words were about to come out. The tension in the room grew thick, like something dangerous was about to be revealed.But before she could say anything, the bedroom door suddenly flung open with a loud bang. The billionaire strode in, his tall frame filling the doorway.His sharp eyes scanned the messy bed, our naked bodies, and the scattered clothes on the floor.The tension became almost unbearable. Bonita froze, her face turning pale with shock and fear. Her hands began to tremble as she realized he had caught us.He stared at her with cold eyes. “Your mask?” he demanded. “And what the hell have you two been doing in here?”
Bree.I raised my head gradually as my thoughts crucified me.I looked around the room, my heart pounding hard. Blood was on the marble floor near the wall, but no body.No one was dead.The gunshot had hit the ceiling, sending pieces of plaster down. My hands shook as I stared at the mess.“What the actual fuck was that?!” I shouted at Bonita, my voice full of rage and fear.She walked closer like she owned the entire room as her heels made sharp sounds on the marble floor.Before I could move, she grabbed my chin aggressively, her fingers digging in. Her eyes burned with wild energy.“Baby, I’m trying to redefine my boundaries, that’s what the fuck I was trying to do!” she yelled back, her face close to mine.I scoffed, irritated by her crazy actions, and looked at the billionaire. He sat there calmly, like nothing happened. He picked up his cigarette, lit it slowly as the smoke filled the room with its strong smell.“Are you not gonna say a word?” I asked him, amazed at how cool he
Bree.I felt Bonita’s eyes watching us the whole time as she sat quietly in the big chair across the room.The billionaire had me lying on my back on their huge bed, and the silk sheets felt cool and smooth under my skin. His strong body pressed down on me, heavy and warm. He kissed me with deep hunger as his tongue pushed into my mouth, moving slow at first, then faster.He tasted like whiskey and pure want, His lips were rough as he sucked on my tongue and gently bit my bottom lip....My head felt light and dizzy.“Fuck, Bree,” he whispered against my mouth, his voice low and rough. “You taste so good. Your little surrogate pussy is already dripping wet for me, isn’t it?”I moaned loudly and nodded my head quickly.My body felt hot all over. His big hand slid slowly up my thigh and pushed my thin silk slip higher. Cool air touched my skin. “Yes,” I said, breathing fast. “I’m so wet for you right now.”Bonita’s breathing grew louder in the quiet room. The billionaire’s fingers found
Bree.The guards shoved me inside the room and slammed the door shut behind us. I stumbled forward, catching myself on the edge of the massive bed.The room smelled of expensive leather and roses left too long in water...sweet, cloying, and wrong. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it in my thr
Bree.The slow clap sliced through the silence like a whip. “Hi, Bree.”The billionaire’s wife stepped into the room, her smile sharp and flawless. My face twisted with pure irritation.My jaw clenched so tightly it ached. I was furious that she had the nerve to walk in here like she owned the nigh
Bree.I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, my heart pounding hard against my ribs. I looked around and realized I've been taken back to this trapped mansion.I pushed the soft sheets aside and slipped out of bed, my bare feet touching the cool marble floor. I needed air. I couldn’t stay t
The Billionaire's POVThe hospital corridor was too bright, too clean, too quiet. My suit was still damp from the pool water, clinging uncomfortably to my skin.I had been the one who dove in without thinking, when Bree started sinking. I pulled her out, held her while she coughed and gasped, and d







