All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Bet: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

MARCUSIt had been a rough day and I was hoping dinner was ready. I was still on the road trying to figure out everything that was happening. What if Mia was…No, it couldn't be Mia, I trusted her and I know she would never backstab us like this. There had been no word from Tim or Mariella and I'd been keeping an eye on Zayn. The bags under my eyes were turning an even darker shade and I was blaring music just to keep myself awake on the road.Soon I reached home and hopped out of my car, as I neared the door, I could hear Nicole talking to someone. My footsteps slowed down and her voice got louder as I approached the kitchen. I peeped and she seemed to be trying to convince Mia on something."This is very unlike you." She slammed the knife on the board, tired of the blackmailing."It's not important, he's not important. Just a friend." She shrugged it off but I could tell she was still smiling."If he's just a friend then why can't we know him!?" My wife was about to pull her hair o

NICOLEOn my way, I stopped at a flower and gift shop, branching off my original path, and purchased a bouquet of vibrant red roses and a set of scented candles.I was going to surprise him tonight!I meticulously arranged the flowers, letting their fragrance fill the air, and strategically placed the candles, casting a romantic glow across the room. Soft music played in the background, providing a gentle melody that complemented the ambiance I took the time to dress up, carefully selecting and slipping into a set of sexy lingerie. I wrapped myself in a delicate robe.I imagined the look of surprise on his face when he walked through the door.I waited for a while, but he wasn’t back yet. He didn't tell me he was going to arrive late. Frowning, I checked my phone, hoping for a message or call from Marcus, but it remained silent.I decided to call and text him, but there was no response from him.The hours rolled by, and the roses began to lose their luster. I paced back and forth i

NICOLEI was in the laundry room, putting my clothes into the washing machine when I heard footsteps behind me. I paused and turned around. Mia stood there, her eyes fixed on me in a weird way.“Do you need anything, Mia? Why are you standing over there?"She didn't respond. Instead, her gaze remained locked on mine, unblinking.My confusion deepened, and I couldn't help but notice her hands, which had been concealed behind her back. With a sudden motion, she brought them forward, revealing a black rope clutched tightly in her grip.My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly dismissed the sight as a strange joke or a misunderstanding. I shrugged off the unease and went back to my laundry, assuming it was a mere coincidence.But as I continued loading the clothes, my hands became suddenly immobilized, the fabric slipping from my grasp.Startled, I glanced down to see Mia expertly knotting the black rope around my wrists.“Mia! What the heck? Are you crazy?” I flared my nostrils, “Untie me

MARCUSI knew Nicole wouldn't listen to me when I told her to forget about the little girl. She liked to care for others even at the detriment of her own happiness.She was leaning into my embrace and I turned her to face me, my hand resting on her shoulders. “Time to go to bed”. I murmured. “You need it for the baby”She wanted to protest. The lines on her forehead deepened, creasing with worry. But I knew that her exhaustion was catching up with her, and she needed rest, both for her own sake and for the precious life growing inside her. So, I placed a gentle index finger against her lips, silencing any potential words of defiance.“Not one word from you," I gently interrupted, my touch lingering for a moment before I guided her forward, urging her towards the bed. "Now if you don't mind, go to sleep."She allowed herself to be led toward the bed, her steps slow and deliberate.In the soft glow of the bedroom, I stood by her side, helping her unzip her dress.“Go on," I encourage

NICOLEI stared at him as he displayed the worst side of his nonchalant attitude, before he cracked into a smile, fiddling with his fork even more.“Babe”. I called out and he burst out into a laugh.“What’s the problem Nicole? Is it the baby? Do you need something? I told you it was nothing. Why are women so complicated?” He rolled his eyes and I frowned.His playful attitude dropped quickly when he saw that I wasn’t joking.“Babe, come on, do you really think there is something going on with me?” He grinned“You go out at strange hours, you don’t come back early enough. You keep things to yourself, always hiding the screen of your laptop. And then Vicky. It’s always Vicky! She came to give you your watch, you never take it off, so how did it get to her?”He blinked at me rapidly then drank from his glass of wine.“Is that Jealousy I see right there? “ His grin made me drop my head to the table in frustration. He clearly wasn’t getting it. “Okay, I’ll give you more attention. Does th