Lahat ng Kabanata ng He wants her back: The billionaire’s leading lady: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

“Sarah, drop the British accent for fuck sake.” The director yelled at her for the umpteenth time while the rest of people on set groaned. “Your character is in present day New York, not having tea with the queen, we’ve gone over this a hundred times already. How many times do you want this scene repeated?“ I looked at the stage but my head was lost in the clouds thinking about Pierce. I was ashamed to admit it but I stayed up a couple extra hours in case he changed his mind and decided to join me. After our little argument in his office I knew that he would want to make a point. The way he did it with me was with pleasure. Pleasure tottering on the edge of pain, yet never crossing. A memory surfaced in my mind after my first interview with Gossip and dreams where the host had kissed my cheek. He had tied me to the bed in my apartment and teased me mercilessly, bringing me to the brink of orgasm over and over again, but never past that point. I swallowed and pressed my thighs t

I felt a blush crawl up my skin. “Does it really matter what she’s here for? Her family owns half the building, she can come in anytime. But she said something about an article. So she might be having an interview.” I divulged defensively. “Are you avoiding her?” Adams raised his eye brow suspiciously. “No” I lied. “Then give me one good reason you don’t want to be near her.” Because when she’s near all I can think of is the fact that while Pierce was with me, he was probably thinking of her.Like what a loyal friend would do, Adams never doubted the truth of the rumor about me and Pierce was not true, and there was no reason to let them find out the truth. “Fine. Just let me grab my stuff first. After your little adventure, I can go home.” Hopefully the time it took to grab my bag and fix my hair and makeup, she would be long gone. Of course I had no such luck. Tami was still in the studio, surrounded by attentive listeners and Sarah at her side like a proud peacock.

The box revealed a beautiful ruby necklace embedded in soft black foam. “That was supposed to be your gift for your interview with Lindsay. However, things have been a little crazy of late. And since you’ve been very insistent on throwing your little tantrum with Adams as an accomplice...” “He didn’t do anything.” “Good.” The cell phone started up again and he cursed before he pressed it to his ear. “Yes mother?” I could hear muffled version of a woman’s voice coming out of the speaker and with every word that was said Pierce seemed to get angrier and angrier. “I’ll deal with him, mum…Of course. Love you too.” This was the first time he had answered the phone in front of me, he had not peeked at me and moved away or plain ended the call. Or his usual when he was in the apartment with me, which was to turn his phone off so no one could reach him. And he was probably too angry to notice that I was still standing there when he took the call. I had never seen him look this angr

The harsh tone of his words stung me the second they left his lips but Pierce didn’t seem to notice. He poured a large helping of his wine and gulped it down. I watched the liquid move down his throat, transfixed by the bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed. “I don’t feel hungry anymore.” I dropped my fork on the table and slid out of the chair. Pierce grabbed me and trapped me between him and the table, with my back to him. He pressed his nose to my hair as his hand began a lazy sensual path on my arms, tingles erupting over the path he traced “What do you want Myra, I can tell there’s something bothering you, you don’t have to go to all these lengths, just tell me want you want and you’ll have it.” I moved away from him till my thighs pressed on the table, hoping the break in contact would break his hold on my body. my anger was fueled by anger at my own reaction to him. “I’m sorry, I’m I still throwing a tantrum? What would an obedient mistress do.” Then I had a thought

“No no no! Don’t touch me! leave me alone Noah!” She was swinging the hook in her hand around and I worried that she might get hurt. “Sam!” I yelled just as the room light came on. A needle glimmered in the light as she rushed towards us. “Help me hold her down.” She commanded and expertly caught mum’s waving hand. Lily ran into the room. “Shit!” She cursed and jumped on the bed to help. Mum screamed and struggled, her legs bucking under me. If she got free and kicked me in the stomach, it would be over. Samantha gave up trying to collect the pin and grabbed the needle from the table, she cursed as mum refused to keep her head still. Please calm down, I pleaded as my tears blurred my vision. Please… I don’t know how she managed it. But the needle was in mum’s neck and her violent struggles turned into little jerks until there was nothing but heavy breathing filling the room.She retrieved the knitting pin from mum’s grasped and tucked it into her pocket. “You’re bleeding