All Chapters of A Deal With The Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Arya: Being in the house doing nothing but resting on the bed has been exhausting, it’s at least better that I have Vera to entertain me but she has her cartoons and her notebooks for doodling. This morning, while Devon was getting his early morning coffee in the kitchen, I asked him if I could invite Wanda and Axel over.He seemed genuinely shocked that I had asked him that question.“You don’t need to ask for my permission before you invite people over, Arya,” He said and I was shocked, even when Kevin and I used to live together, he always demanded my visitors list, Kevin wanted to know what I was doing, where I was, what I was eating. In the beginning, I brushed it off that he was caring, but as the time went by, I realized that Kevin just wanted to control me.I placed a call to both Wanda and Axel and they are coming in the evening. I prepare the whole place for their comfort and Vera is having a nap in the bedroom. The door pings with their arrival and I open it with a bright s

Arya:It is officially nice to be back to work today, the other employees still treated me differently like any other day and I was relieved when nobody came and offered their fake smiles, bake me pies because it would help with my ‘accident’.Sometimes, all of the fake drama could be exhausting. They didn’t pity me at all, they were mocking me, and I heard some of them gossiping about me in the snack room but I have long decided to ignore them. I don’t need people draining my energy.When I arrive home, I make myself a cup of chamomile tea and sip it calmly, while leaning against the kitchen counter, watching Vera doddle whatever it is she’s doodling on the paper. Clara let me leave early though, so Devon hasn’t arrived yet.I don’t even know what I want to spend the rest of the evening doing. I could go grocery shopping but the idea of bumping into Anna or Kevin has me backing out immediately, also I could work on my designs, sketch some more dresses.Deciding on that, I creep upstai

Devon:I am already in the car, driving recklessly to Golden Retreat, my mind is piecing possibilities together as I am eager to know who Maryanne’s killer is, my hands tighten around the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white.Despite the darkness of the sky, it takes me at least twenty minutes before I reach Golden Retreat. I walk through the automatic sliding doors before taking the elevator down. The underworld is busy with people, all holding mugs of beer, while yelling. My brows furrow as I search for Leto, finally I see her pushing through the crowd, with a can of beer. When she reaches in front of me, her cheeks are flustered red.“Are you drunk, Leto?” I ask in disbelief, out of all the times for my cousin to get drunk, she chose today? Seriously?She shakes her head, stumbling, but I catch her by the waist. “No, no. I am just excited.”“Why?” I ask.She drags me towards the VIP seat and forces me to sit down. One of the waiters offers me champagne, but I decline.“Someone

Arya:The silence on the other end is so deafening, I can feel my heart literally pounding out of my ribcage. The only confirmation that he hasn’t hung up is the steady breathing coming from the other end.My hands are trembling as I grip the phone tighter. “Hello, is anyone there?”“Who’s this?” The person- who may or may not be Devon’s twin brother sharply says. “If you are sent from Barbara, I don’t want anything to do with both-”“I am Arya, Devon’s girlfriend.” There’s no better way to put it, I can’t just blurt out that we are friends or something; he’s going to hang up even before I can catch my breath. Again, another stretch of silence.Is this even funny? Leaving the other person all nervous? I have a feeling that Devon’s brother likes to gather his thoughts in his head before saying them out loud, it’s weird because Devon does exactly that.“Devon.” His voice is very tight, “How do I know you aren’t lying?”My heart leaps a bit, am I right? Is this his brother?“He didn’t mak

Alisha:It’s very well evident that Arya wouldn’t leave Devon alone, so I have taken to my other plan, there’s only one reason that can make a woman leave: Burning jealousy.Seemed like even after that push down the escalator, Arya just jumped right up, smiling and acting perfectly, she irks me out. I am in a coffee shop, smiling brightly, the door is pushed open and the person that I have been waiting for walks towards me. Finally.“I thought you weren’t going to show.” I say, still smiling. Daphne narrows her eyes at me stubbornly; it’s very evident that she hates me, but I have to swallow up my pride and speak politely to her.She sits down.“I already ordered,” she looks at the mug of coffee on the table and frowns. “Have a sip.”“No way am I letting you poison me.” Her voice is cold.I smile, but it’s forced. “Oh come on, Daphne. I know that over the years, we haven’t been each other's companions.”“Companion? You called me a bitch countless times,” she folds her hands, “You thre