Semua Bab Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire : Bab 31 - Bab 40

MIRA “What do you think it means?”Vanessa gives me a wide-eyed stare.“It appears you have a stalker. That’s for sure.”I roll my eyes at her.“Not helping, Nessa.”I pick up the picture and give it an assessing glance.“It’s him, isn’t it? That lying, cheating prick from the brothel in Las Vegas.”“It sure is.” Vanessa confirms. “Thing is, what is Mason doing in a photo with him? Why would someone send you this photo? What does it all mean?”My brain is all but ready to explode by now. Then it hits me.“Mason does not have any relationship with this mafia. This photo is definitely photoshopped.”Vanessa motions at the picture and I hand it over to her;“If that is the case, this person has some very serious photoshopping skills. The picture’s perfect. It’s almost as if they were really having a conversation at the brothel.”“What do you mean by that?“She flops down on the bed and stuffs another granola bar into her mouth.“I mean, how well do you even know Mason? The letter clearl

MIRA“W-why? How?” Vanessa asks.I just sit there, shock and awe coursing through my bloodstream. As if sensing my discomfort, Mason wraps his arms around me and pulls me against his side. His comforting heat instantly dulls most of my worries.“They were sent from the mafia.” He deadpans.I freeze. We all freeze.“What do you mean?” Damon asks when the silence begins to get suffocating.“I couldn’t recognize their faces, but there were quite a number of them.”“So…where’ve you been for the past three days?”Mason shrugs, his eyes dark.“I have absolutely no idea. I was kept in darkness during those days. I couldn't recognize anyone. I couldn't see anything either.”Guilt crashes down on me.“Shouldn't you step back from this? I don’t want anything to happen to you because of me.”He raises my fingers to his lips and presses a soft kiss on the back of my palm.“Nothing will happen to me, baby girl. I can handle myself.” “But…”“No buts, Mira. None of this is your fault. Nothing thos

ANONYMOUS I love the destruction I’m about to wreck on their relationship. I love the fact that I reserve the power to shatter them to smithereens and make sure they never glue back together.He took me for granted years ago. He rejected me. He spurned me. Now, I will destroy them.Who should I kill first?His redheaded latest toy?Oh, maybe the best friend. But I hear she’s pregnant. Too bad. She’s still a target.Or maybe I should go for her sister. Yes, Anna seems like the perfect prey. No one fusses over her like they do the rest. I’m seriously considering it. Just a bullet to the head could kill her instantly.But one thing is certain. I will destroy him. I will bring him to his knees before me. I will murder his soul and kill his spirit.And how will I do that? I’ll kill off everyone and everthing he holds dear one by one, until he’ll be lost and broken. Then I’ll swoop in and finish him off.Why? Because Mason Lachlan killed me five years ago, and he had the audacity to mov

MIRA“…so here I am again,” I sniff, “seated on your sofa with a broken heart.” I have just told Vanessa all that transpired between Mason and I. It serves to say that I’ve been crying non-stop for the past thirty minutes. Now, my head aches like a group of wailing banshees have been playing dodgeball up there.Vanessa sits perfectly still opposite me, accessing me under the veil of her thick lashes.“Well, are you not going to say anything?!” I blurt. “Going to meet The Enchanter was your idea.” I know it is totally petty to pin anything on Vanessa when she’s been nothing but supportive to me these past few days, but I can’t help it. I desperately need someone to blame.Vanessa’s perfect blue eyes flash.“I will excuse such language because I partly share the blame for this,” she scolds. “But I did not force you to do anything.”I want to retort but the fight drains out of me and I lean back.“I nearly killed him, Nessa. I nearly killed him.” I whisper, the thought alone sending pi

MIRA The plan is simple. Trail Halloway from the office at a safe distance and see where she disappears to for two hours everyday.After brainstorming logistics and dress code, we finally split up by ten PM because Damon himself comes calling for his woman.When our eyes meet, he opens his arms to me and I run into them, hiding my face in his chest.“You know I didn’t do it, don’t you? I would never betray him like that, Damon.” Please tell me you believe me. Please. Please. Please.Damon kisses my hair. It’s a purely brotherly gesture. One I draw immense comfort from.“Of course I believe you.”I sag against him in relief and lean back.“He’s so angry with me. What should I do?”“You have to tell him the full truth, Mira. Otherwise, he might never truly forgive you.”My heart falls.“And I will. I promise I will. Very soon. I just don’t want him to keep pushing me away. I want to be with him.”Damon shrugs, his electrifying blue eyes sparkling. Okay, he and my best friend will make