Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Contract Pet: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Emma spent the next day moving her things from her old room into her father’s room. She was going to sleep in there now in case her father needed her at night. The room was large enough for her old twin bed, but Jane would allow her to move it.“This is my room now!” she screeched. “I will not share a room with that useless man!”Emma was given an old sleeping bag as a bed. Going through her old things was hard. Among her things were many mementos of her childhood. Photos of her mother, of the three of them together, and some of her mother’s jewelry and clothes, her old toys and baby clothes, and some of her father’s old things from before he let the alcohol take him. Her mother was beautiful. Emma wished she looked more like her. Skye Wells had long, thick and luxurious, shiny black hair. Her golden skin glowed in the sunlight, and her hazel eyes were bright with love. ​ Pieces of a life, long gone and forgotten, were scattered around her. Emma sobbed for a long time, with the re

Emma was under his spell again. The familiar scent of his cologne enveloped her. It was dark, musky sort of floral scent. Like a meadow under a full moon. The hard lines of his body were pressed against hers and she could feel every inch of him. No one else existed around them. He could have made love her to right there in the club if he wanted. She wouldn’t have stopped him. She hated him, and the effect he had on her. But there was denying the way her body responded to his.​ “Just admit how much you want me,” Will whispered to her so that no one else could hear. The moment probably lasted no more than a minute, but it felt like an eternity. “It’ll make all of this so much easier.”​ Sabrina yanked Emma away from Will, and stepped between them.​ “I don’t know how you two know each other, and frankly I do not care. You will not bully my best friend in this manner. Keep it up, and you’ll have to answer to me,” Sabrina seethed.​ “She’s got a good right hook,” Alex comment

Emma was more baffled than ever. Will had spent most of the night insulting her and letting Vivian paw all over him. He had even alluded to the fact that he had slept with her. It genuinely seemed like he was enjoying her company. Then he just abandoned Vivian, followed Emma out of the club, and gave her a new apartment. He used the same words from there first night together. William Stewart’s mind was a maze that no one would ever know how to escape from. What did he want from her? This day just wouldn’t end.​ Will glowered at her, wondering why she hadn’t moved a muscle.​ “What are you waiting for?” Will asked waving his hand in her face. Emma snapped out of her trance. “Do you want me to go in there with you?” Will suggested with a smirk. Emma’s face went bright red, she mumbled something incoherent and dashed into the bathroom. She could hear Will laugh as she shut the door.​ The bathroom was as lovely as the rest of the apartment. It wasn’t as lavish at the one in the

Alex turned Sabrina to face him.​ “Why don’t I take you home?”​ “No way!” she yelled. “The night is great! We are young and beautiful people and we should enjoy ourselves! Let’s go! Wooo!” Sabrina grabbed Emma’s hand and dragged her outside. Alex jumped off the barstool and stayed close behind them.​ The cool evening air draped around them, and if possible, Sabrina seemed to get more drunk. She looped her arms around Emma’s, and leaned into her. A parade of young couples and friend groups walked around them. The night was alive with people out looking to have a good time.​ “Isn’t my best friend pretty?” Sabrina shouted at random passersby, as she stumbled along the sidewalk. “Hey you! Guy in the green shirt! My best friend is pretty! Do you wanna be her boyfriend? How about you over there?”​ “Sabrina!” Emma blushed. ​ “What? Is true,” she slurred. “My best friend is pretty, and my boyfriend is hot! That’s him walking behind us! You better not try anything or

Emma woke up the next morning with a sore, stiff back, and battered brain. There was so much for her to do. She still had to move her stuff from the dorm, let the school know she was leaving the dorms, go to class, and be back home in time to make sure her father wasn’t left alone. As she prepared his breakfast, her mind raced with the thoughts of last night. William Stewart was always on her mind somehow. He occupied her thoughts in a way she couldn’t stand, but brought her a strange sense of joy. She really didn’t like that.“Oh great, I’m starving!” Anna called as she walked into the kitchen. “Please make sure it’s not too greasy. I’m watching my figure.” Emma rolled her eyes.“This is not for you,” she said over the sizzle of the stove. “It’s for my dad.”“What am I supposed to do? Make my own breakfast?” Anna screeched. Emma turned the stove off, and served the food onto a plate. She loaded it onto a tray and walked towards her father’s room.“I don’t care what you do. Starve for