All Chapters of Billionaire’s Abandoned Love Slave: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Ryan’s POV What the hell had I done? I thought as I stood with my hands akimbo, gazing at the burnt mess of pancakes which I messily plated on a white dish.Fuck, I should have stuck to my decision if ordering takeouts throughout the duration of my stay in London.How was I going to clean up the mess? Where was I going to start from? I sighed and shook my head, disappointed in myself.Just as I was about to discard the burnt flour thing—because I knew it was everything but a pancake–into the waste bin, the doorbell rang.Elena was now starting to get on my nerves by being so persistent with annoying me. I had clearly asked her to go back to her husband, and settle whatever dispute was between them because I'd never love her in the way she wanted me to.But apparently, it was like she was made to always get on my nerves. I swallowed an infuriated sigh, clenched my hands by my sides and adorned a cold expression, as I made my way to answer the door."Elena, I al-Ophelia?" I was stunned

Ryan’s POV I squeezed my eyes open with a groan as I felt a hand harshly flung over my belly. Squinting in discomfort, I glanced down at the hand, the long artificial finger nails which were painted a glossy red hue made me frown in confusion.So, I gazed beside myself to see who the hand belonged to. I was stupefied when I saw Elena's sleeping form lying next to me, with her limbs flailed around me.With my heart slamming against ny ribs in trepidation, I glanced underneath the blanket, and it confirmed by worst fears; that I had indeed spent the night with Elena.For some weird reasons, the only thing I could remember was heading out of the condo to a club to have some drinks. I couldn't even remember meeting Elena at the club, talk less of taking her home to have sex with her.Hell, I was doomed. I had promised myself to never allow a woman who wasn't Ophelia into my bed, and now, I ruined everything.Fuck, what had I been thinking?I ran my fingers through my hair wildly as I da

Ryan’s POV I sighed deeply as I stopped in front of Ophelia's door, inwardly battling with myself on whether to go away or knock on the door to ask for forgiveness for anything I might have done to warrant her sudden character change overnight."Hey, are you looking for something?" A voice drifted into my ears, causing me to crane my neck sideways to see who the bearer of the voice was.It was an elderly woman who I often saw with Ophelia and Jeremy."Yeah. I wanted to see if she was around," I replied, to which she oohed."Oh, she's not. She went out earlier today," She supplied.Disappointment rippled through me at her reply, but I managed to feign a grateful smile, "Thanks. I guess I'll have to check later,""Alright, then." She replied before trekking away.I sighed once more before heading back to my condo to grab my car keys, and go for a long drive to clear my head.I hopped into my car with a loud exhale, slammed my hands around the steering wheel, squeezed it, as if it was t

Ryan’s POV I frowned in confusion as I followed Ophelia and the strange man's car down a creepy alley devoid of life and light to a strange motel that I never even knew existed.Chills raced through my spine as realization dawned on me that the man definitely had an evil plan up his sleeve. There were various hotels and motels along the road on the way to this eerie motel but the man hadn't stopped by any.Something was definitely fishy and I had to find out what it was.My breath hitched in my throat when the man alighted from the car, went to Ophelia's side and dragged her out like a goat. My hands immediately bunched into fists with anger radiating my face as I glared at the man unable to do anything because I wanted to catch him in the act.I couldn't just walk up to him and accuse him of being a rapist without an evidence and who even knew whether it was a weird thing between him and Ophelia.The last thought caused my heart to become weighed with despondence and uncertainty.Wh

Ryan’s POV This was wrong.Sure, I'd wanted to have Ophelia ever since I saw her again, but I'd never thought we'd do it while she was drugged.I had thought it would go from her forgiving and giving me a second chance, to us going on a date, before ending up in bed together.As much as my brain was trying to seem logical, my raging boner said otherwise.Regardless, I wasn't exactly complaining about it, it just wasn't going according to what I'd initially planned, but at that moment, I realized I couldn't even stop it if I wanted to.Not with the way Ophelia was mercilessly grinding on my erection while threading her fingers into my hair.God, was she such an embodiment of erotic perfection.Throwing caution to the wind, I gripped Ophelia's waist and slotted my tongue into the wet warmth of her mouth, my cock growing even harder as she moaned softly into the kiss.“Oh, Ryan,” She whimpered, rolling her hips on my cock, which at that point, was almost ripping out of my pants.Fuck, I