All Chapters of The Billionaire's Submissive: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Eve's POV My hands trembled as I picked the document off the floor and reread the clause.   The third party shall not expose the children to be sold to the police or to any law enforcement personnel.  Children to be sold. Why would Tom need to sell children? Why was he with an NDA that held such a ridiculous clause in the first place? I flipped through the multiple pages of the document, going through each phrase, feeling shock morph into horror when I saw his signature at the end of the document.   "Oh no," I whispered, pacing around the study. Tom was seriously breaking the law. Child trafficking was a huge deal! Why had he gotten himself involved in something as shady as this? Hadhe lost his mind?! I looked around the study, suddenly feeling trapped by the walls I had admired. What the hell had I been thinking about wandering into the study anyways? I

Adam's POV "How's the building coming up?" I asked the contractor, staring up at the half completed building for the Stone foundation middle school that was being constructed. I stood in the middle of a large expanse of land, with multiple buildings scattered in a pattern all around.  It was a lifelong will of my mother to do something lasting for charity. And one of them was to give free education to orphaned kids and those who couldn't afford school.   The Stone Foundation, my company, already sponsored over five hundred orphaned kids around the country to several schools around. But it only made sense to have one as well. One that could be referred to. One that served as a center of excellence.   I wanted a school that rivaled even private schools yet offered children who had no parents, children who had lost hope, education.   If my mother h

Eve’s POV “Adam?”  I could literally hear my heart pound loud in my ears. Every cell in my body, every part of me waited for him to say something. I clutched that phone tighter, holding my breath, anticipating, waiting, ready to hear his voice. Wanting him to say the words that I wanted to hear.  Do you miss me Adam? Do you miss us? Do you want to see me? Do you regret it all? So many questions. So many things to say, to ask. I closed my eyes, raising my hands to grip the blouse I wore tighter, trying to even my breathing.  I had woken up that day in fear. The same way I woke everyday, next to Tom, terrified of the man he had become. He was still his usual obnoxious self. Easily irritated. Angry at everyone.  Threatening to bash my head against the wall when I made a mistake, like shrinking his tie in the washing machine. I had sat in the lau

Adam’s POV“Lillian?” My secretary paused sorting out the files in my shelf and turned to look at me, her brows raised in anticipation. ‘Do you think I made the right decision?” Lillian sighed and turned back to the shelf as if unsure of what to say. Had I made a truly awful decision? I had been all concerned about what I wanted, how badly I wanted it, but I did not want to make a decision that would affect the foundation. “I…I don’t think so,” Lillian mumbled, fishing out the file she had been looking for and walked to my desk. "I am definitely not a fan of Mr Harrison. Especially after that stunt he had pulled when he wanted you to sign that deal so badly with him. That man gave me the creeps.” “So he’s a no then?” “Of course not. You taught me to never make business decisions based on emotions alone. Creepiness aside, Tom Harrison is quite the dogged businessman. He’s good, he rose quickly through the ranks, and he is always ready to expand himself for his business. That’s a

Adam's POV Leonard signed the document, dropped the pen and looked up at me as if to see if I was satisfied. Of course I was. Harrison hadn't backed out of the contract like I had thought he would.  The protection clause has been necessary. The businessman Tom Harrison that I knew was good at his work and had the potential to be greater. But the man he was, the plain old regular kind of person that he was, was sickening.   A man who beat his wife. A man who laid hands on a woman. A man who treated his valuables like trash and who couldn't set his priorities straight. He had a woman like Eve, someone I would give the world for, and he made her miserable.   That kind of man could definitely get into a serious mess. One that he would drag my entire foundation into. And I could not let that happen. When he had almost lost his shit, demanding an explanation, I had been certain tha