All Chapters of Addicted To A Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Thelma;I sat up carefully on the bed and stared at the handsome dark-skinned man sleeping beside me. It had been an unforgettable moment between us, and I could still feel the flesh between my thighs throbbing from how hard he had pounded me the previous night.How did it all start?I had been ridiculed by my best friends, Sandra and Ella, for still being a virgin at 24 years old. I was pained by the realization that I looked so stupid in front of them.I rushed down to the club and gulped down any available liquor, trying to forget my sorrows, when a man approached me. "Hello, miss," he said.I stared back at him, wondering what he wanted, but I was too sad to listen. He grabbed the bottle from my hands and dragged me outside."Who are you? Let me go!" I screamed, still wearing my red slim-fitted gown and black low-heel shoes.As the only daughter of my billionaire parents and the sole heir of the BeeH Group, the people around the bar did not dare to interfere, as they were distract

Thelma;"Let go of me!" I screamed as I was caught by two masculine bodyguards in the mansion's living room. They thought I was a thief and refused to release me.An old man with white, full beard and gray hair, wearing a long white garment, walked out and stared at me in confusion. "Release the young lady," he told the bodyguards."Yes, Grand Master," they replied, letting me go. I dusted my arms where they had gripped me, my thighs still aching from the rough encounter with the handsome black man."Who...are you?" the old man with the extremely white, gray hair and beard asked.I greeted him first, "Good morning, sir." I assumed he was related to the man I'd slept with, and said, "I have to be on my way home now, sir."The old man smiled understandingly. "Alright. Thompson, open the gate for her.""Okay, Grand Master," one of the bodyguards replied, leading me outside to unlock the gate.I was grateful not to be followed as I rushed towards the bus stop. Seeing a yellow taxi approac

Mavin;Having finished my bath, I stepped out to my bedroom to wear a casual blue top and black trousers. I walked towards my room mirror to comb my short black hair, as I did not keep a beard, and I stared at my neck as I felt sore and finger-scratched marks around it. I knew it was Thelma's doing when I was taking my bath.I frowned, and my mind remembered the moment that I had entered into her warmth. I was beginning to have a full recollection of what had happened between Thelma and me.I could not bring myself to stop the previous night no matter how I tried, and my head was aching at the remembrance while I groaned out in annoyance."Damn it!" As much as the medicine or whatever drug that Sir Adam had given me had cleared off, I was still having hot flashes and a headache.I thought to warn Sir Adam again, never to try such nonsense on me or to follow my grandfather's orders. Unless he would be fired and dealt with, by throwing him in jail.Sir Adam is a 53-year-old man, and he

(Thelma's POV)I woke up in my bedroom as it was a brand new day. I sat up on my bed and finally slid out of it. I walked up towards my room window and pushed the curtains slightly open to stare out at my father's garage.I saw my elder brother, Steven Sebastian, standing there and speaking to a bodyguard outside in our garage. And as if Steven felt my intense gaze on him, he turned and stared upward at my room window, but I quickly shut the curtains closed, as I wasn't ready to greet him.I knew that it would lead me to shouting out, "Good morning, brother," but I wasn't ready for all that greeting. As I still felt embarrassed with the fact that I looked so red the previous day in front of them. And I was plastered with love-kissing marks all over my skin and face.I had to do my business training, as I had graduated with distinction, but I don't know if my father would allow me to go outside of our mansion again and work with the company that I have chosen, and submitted my applicati

(Thelma's POV)I picked up an orange scarf in my closet and wrapped it around my neck before I walked out of my room and went downstairs to the living room to find my parents, as the day was Sunday and the time was still after 10 am.Walking downstairs into our living room, I heard my father's voice as he was speaking to my mom, and I stepped downstairs into the living room and met their gazes. They stopped discussing as they heard my footsteps, and I stood frozen like a sacrificial lamb waiting to be slaughtered."Good afternoon, Dad, Mom," I nervously greeted my parents, and I could feel the tense aura in the living room as my dad stared at me, and I heard him respond, "Good morning, Thelma. Aren't you going to church today?""No, dad," I breathed out in relief, as I had thought that my dad would reprimand me at home because of what I had done the day before yesterday, which was Friday. But Dad was rather smiling at me, and that made me a little curious to know why he had that bright