A Deal With The Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Arya:“Mommy! Daddy!” Vera throws herself away from Liam the moment we walk into the door. Liam smiles up at us, but there’s some hollowness in his eyes, the same had been in mine when I heard what happened to Wanda.“Baby,” I smile with excitement as I bundle her up in my hands, I have missed her so much, her tiny hands cup my face, her fingers tracing up my face, to be honest. It feels good to be home, while Paris was quite an adventure, there’s nothing like the comfort of one’s home.Liam is still seated on the plush sofa, his frame isn’t quite relaxed, “Paris was fun?”Devon comes in behind me, wheeling our suitcase. Vera’s eyes dart towards Devon and she outstretches her hands towards him, when he takes her into his arms, she quietly nestles against him.“Did you have fun with Uncle Liam?” He asks, his thumb brushing over her cheek as she clings to his shirt, the sight of Vera and Devon together makes the heart ache of thinking about Wanda in the hospital fade away a little.“She

Liam:“I didn’t know you smoke.” Devon says behind me and I sigh, twisting the cigarette in my hand.“I don’t.” I throw it away and crush it with the heel of my boots, the underworld sure has dozens of supplies of cigarettes, it’s basically everywhere. I am getting used to the underworld even though I’ve only been here a few times.Devon watches me, unamazed. The look on his face screams bored, but I know him well enough, that’s the best look I’m going to get from him. My brother is rarely one to show his emotions, he wears them under his sleeves, but I know that once he has trusted you, he will let you in.Just like he has done with Arya, I can sense the change in him these days; it’s amazing really, knowing that my brother is not that bag of ice anymore, anyways. He deserves to live free.I am checking the time on my wristwatch, wishing time could somehow go faster than it already is.Devon and I have a few minutes before we are called in. We are in the bar part of the underworld, th

Anna:Today, I met Theo’s mother, well not actually met her, I watched her from the glass of my car. After my successful tracking of her identity, I drove to the arts centre; turns out she worked a few blocks away. The little information that I managed to gather made me know that she was the director of the thriving arts centre.Marisol Williams, after much estimation, I found out that she was pregnant with Theo at the age of eighteen, she couldn’t take care of him, so he was put in the system, and that was it. She disappeared into thin air.I also found out that she hosts workshops for young artists. She also lectures part-time on art history in a nearby community college, she’s perfect, just like Theo.I waited for three hours, carelessly scrolling through my phone. I was parked outside the centre, not too far away to see her, and also not nearby for her to see me and think I was some sort of creep. Surely, we don’t want that happening.She finally emerged, her hair, a long wave of b

Alisha:Anna and I are in a restaurant. We are seated at the VIP section, the place is all soft lighting and clinking silverware, since today is Thanksgiving, the menu is filled with thanksgiving specials, roasted duck with cranberry glaze is what Anna demanded for. Doesn’t hurt her at all because well, I am the one paying.Sometimes, I think she’s an ungrateful brat. Fuck that, she’s ungrateful all the time.Anna is busy on her phone, her face concentrated in a way that looks scary when you view it from another angle. As I watch her, I have this dread in the pit of my stomach that Anna is dangerous. I fear that she’s even more dangerous than me.I can’t begin to imagine the dangerous things she could do just to get what she wants, just because she doesn’t like Arya, she’s willing to destroy her. That sounds so fucking messed up, even from me.“How are you spending Thanksgiving tonight?” I inquire, but suddenly I feel like I am crossing my boundary. Even though Anna and I have been tal

Arya:It’s eleven thirty in the night and I can’t even sleep, I keep tossing on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The whole house is quiet, with everybody already retired to their bedroom. Samantha went to bed much earlier than expected because she has a shift early in the morning tomorrow. Wanda and Liam are crashing in one of the guest bedrooms, I think they had that wine and now, they are slightly tipsy to drive home.I bet Collins is playing a video game right now, my mind keeps flying to Devon and what did for my family, bringing them all the way here in his private jet, Devon is just too much.“Ugh...why can’t I sleep,” I grab the robe and tie it around my ivory lace nightgown. Perhaps, a glass of milk will help me sleep. Going downstairs, I see my mother and my sister, giggling in the kitchen.“Well, this is something you don’t see every day,” I say, startling them. They look up at me and smile while I move towards the fridge, “What are you guys doing awake at almost midnight, al