Claiming the Billionaires Frosty Heart のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

WRITER'S POV MORGAN AND CO COSMETICS COMPANY Collins strided down the hallway towards his father's office, seething. Gripping the door handle, he forcefully pushed the door open. “Father, I never said I needed a wife,” he started as he marched into the room. Chairman Morgan finished scribbling his signature on the document before him and pushed the paper aside calmly. He removed his eye glasses and looked up at him. “You finally decided to visit your father.”“If this whole thing is because I haven't visited. It is because I have been busy with work. You know that.”“Busy frolicking around and going after another man's woman?”“Father! Did you have people follow me again?”Chairman Morgan let out a low grunt as he pushed his chair back and got up. “You have caused so much trouble and I won't let you bring any more problems for this company. Get married and settle down. She is from a good family and you know that is what matters in the business world.”“Father!”“It was about time.

KAREN'S POV “Karen? Karen?”I jerked and turned. “What are you thinking? We are here,” Jay announced. I looked out of the window and truly we had arrived. I sighed and rubbed my eyes which must be looking as tired as my entire body felt. All through the ride I had been thinking about the bomb sex we had in his office. I stifled back a groan. Why wouldn't I stop thinking about that? But then I realised why it was too hard to not wander off in the remembrance of that moment. Anyone in my shoes wouldn't be able to not try to feel the moment again. It was just too bliss and perfect to not think about it. I had never seen Jay that ferocious. Jay was like a bull. He made love to me as if he was trying to prove something. Like he was telling me something, speaking to me through it. He was hard yet gentle. The way his eyes intense and warm all at once was on me all through, the sweet words he whispered in my ears and how he fondled and worshipped every part of me reached into my deepe

LAVAE RESTAURANT “Excuse me, I can't sit here. Change the seat and the table,” Margaret Barnes said to the waiter with a disgusted look on her face. Her bag hung halfway above her wrist. The way her fingers perched firm yet light against gravity as if signalling to be watched, and her ornaments embodied nothing but luxury. Eyes were on her and she knew it but she didn't care anyways. She was the queen of highlights and this place survived on her father's huge sponsorship. “I’m sorry ma'am, but these are the same kinds of seats and tables around here. If you'd like I can take you to the VIP room–”She spun and shot him a look. “Would you rather lose your job?”The man swallowed whatever next he was whipping up to say, zipped his mouth very carefully and left to do as instructed. .It wasn't a new thing and it was no doubt Margaret wasn't just saying mere words. The workers knew. Minutes later, the waiter returned with a new set of seats and table. Margaret looked at him and then

KAREN'S POV “Actually…I didn't leave with Jay. I mean, we actually were together but I went to him,” I said feeling a pang of guilt. “I shouldn't have left without telling you. I'm sorry.” “Where did you go? His office?” “Yes. How did you know?” I didn't know if it was because I was having the conversation with my best friend or it was the memory of that day rearing up in my head again but my body warmed up all over again. “Well, just guessed. where else would you go to find him,” she said and looked away. Tina's words sounded a bit curt and for a moment I detected a kind of upset in her facial expression but I was too excited and barely noticed. And for real I had a lot to tell her. In fact I had been waiting to tell her this, to tell my best friend my sex escapades stories because that's what best friends do. “Yes. He was there. At first he looked nervous and girl, I'm really sorry to be saying this when you are having a rough time but I had the best time of my life! We ha

WRITER’S POV Collins grumbled into the elevator headed for the down floor of Morgan's building. His eyes were strained and his face hardened. As if the workers noticed, they all kept to themselves. They knew better to avoid his temper. His forehead ached terribly and his fingers hurt. He didn't know if it was the tireless work he had done the last couple of days or the thought that his father was forcing marriage on him that caused it. He had thought about it a lot, even threw his pride aside and spoken to his father about it calmly. Yet his father wouldn't bulge. What in the world did Jay Adams say to him? Before, all he had to do was pretend to turn a new leaf, focus on work and refrain himself from smiling or allowing a woman to smile at him and his father would give in and let him be. But now he was hell bent on getting him married and not just to anyone but a bitch like Margaret. The thought of Margaret had a few bumps crept up his arms. She was very strange and smelt of not