Todos los capítulos de Billionaire' s Possessive Love.: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

And I was looking into his eyes, which I fall into,for they are my ruin and if only I knew, my salvation.I am drowning in water. The liquid is thick and cold, and I can feel it pressing against my skin, squeezing the air out of my lungs. I can feel it in my bloodstream, seeping through my veins like poison. My arms and legs are heavy, and I can’t seem to move them. I try to take a breath, but instead, I just swallow more water. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, and I know I am running out of time.My vision starts to blur, and I feel a strange sense of calm wash over me. I am losing consciousness, and I know it.The water is inky black, but I can still make out some shapes in the distance. I can see the moon, like a beacon in the sky, and the stars twinkling in the night. I can feel the pull of the tide, and I wonder if I will ever resurface.Suddenly, I feel a hand grab my arm. The next thing I know, I am being pulled out of the water. I am coughing and spluttering, trying t

And who is the villain, who is the hero? how, do you pick the truth from lies when everything is an illusion, crafted by the mind? How do you run, how do you fight, how do you defeat, when you have yourself as the enemy, bent on your misery, your thoughts become an ocean in which you drown, how do you deal with hate that your mind holds onto, telling you that you are not worthy of love, that you are not beautiful, not talented. Sometimes, the biggest curse to have is to hate yourself when all you have is yourself in this world to stay afloat. I stare at the stranger who sat across from me in the park, crying her eyes out after her boyfriend dumped her telling her that she is not enough for him. I wanted to comfort her but it looks like she needs to be alone, sometimes all you need is to be alone, to realise your value, to find yourself in this abyss. Sighing, I stood up and started to walk towards my apartment, again, he crossed my mind, the work was awfully quiet today, I was use

THIRD PERSON POV. She thought of herself as the pawn, him as the puppeteer but nobody knew they are all part of fate’s plan, a cruel plan. ’t have a mom or dad and this seems to be the only way. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she knocked on the door of his penthouse, the door opened, and she stepped inside. He stood there at the centre of the spacious corridor, and what creeps her out is the smile on his face, he is the puppeteer pulling all the strings, of cour

I stared at the white ceiling of my room, it’s been four hours since I am staring into the blankness, his words still echo in my mind, after he called me a murderer, I lashed out at him, and yelled at him. When I asked why he called me a killer, he just smiled and dropped me back home. It’s three am yet I can’t sleep, my mind too awake with the rush of hormones, too busy to try to interpret why he would say something like that, or maybe he just likes to torment me. I don’t know when the sun rose but it feels too soon for the night to be over, I walked into the bathroom to get ready, my eyes are puffy and my head is aching, I feel sick, probably because of not sleeping the night. Reaching, the office, I start to work in peace as Adrian is not here which is a bit strange, but still, nice, with no one to order around. As I work on the files, instantly my fingers reached out to massage the side of my head throbbing with pain, groan slip past my lips as I open the tap of the water bottl

Some nights take forever to pass while other feels like a switch turned on and off.Sitting at a cafe alone, I sip the warm coffee, my mind wandering, I worked as usual , for the whole day, but Adrian didn’t even look at me not even once, which affects me more then I thought it would, that’s what I wanted right? him to leave me alone but then why does it feel so frustrating?The chair beside me makes a noise as it slides before someone sits, “Jack.” he looked at me,smiling just like last night “You missed me?”“Not at all.” I rolled my eyes, “I was just feeling guilty after last night.”“I know a way you can take the guilt away.” he suggests and I raise my eyebrows at him.“Let me take you somewhere, I know you will really like.” “Where?” I asked him, but all he does is shrugs “That’s a surprise.”“Okay.” his eyes lighten up with my answer making me chuckle, but the bruises on his face makes my heart skip a beat, it must have been hurt, the violence of his hand.Walking out of the ca