Semua Bab He wants her back: The billionaire’s leading lady: Bab 41 - Bab 50

I sat outside the studio with an iced-filled drink when my phone pinged with a text message. We were on a filming break and I wanted to spend it alone. I had been feeling very moody quite recently and was certain that my friends would benefit from time away from me, even though they didn’t say it. I removed another ice block from my cup and chewed as I opened the message. ‘Can we talk honey, you’ve made it very difficult to reach you’The text was from an unknown number but I knew who it was. Once in a while, I would feel bad for blocking Adams but I knew it had to be done. We needed space from each other. I did not think I could look him in the face after his last display. Him reaching out to me with a new number was not helping his case.A person slipped into the bench opposite me, souring my mood. There was a dozen benches around, probably empty, why couldn’t they use one of those?Maybe because this bench wasn’t my property? I let out a weary sigh. I could not wait till my m

I was in the wrong part of the tunnels, I discovered with dread. I now had to retrace my steps with the guidance of the dim underwater lights. Luckily there was still air space at the top.“Trent!” I called and pushed against the tarp. It was of no use. I could not hear them underneath and I was sure they would not hear me either. Sticking to the surface, of the water I swam back following the tunnel I had entered through. The sign was still pointed in that direction, that meant I had made the right turn. Why could I not find the exit? Suddenly the lights went off leaving me in complete darkness. This wasn’t good. But I needed to stay calm. The crew would have noticed by now that I took the wrong turn and would be finding ways to get me out. I just needed to relax and breathe-A solid object brushed past my leg, stunning me, and then more.The cave was falling apart! Before I could gather my thoughts the heavy tarp dip into the water, pushing me under without warning. More rocks

My nausea was practically gone, but I was certain that I still would not be able to stomach anything now. “He wants a DNA test, then what? The kid is his and he’ll try to make me get rid of it? I might as well tell you now, that that’s not happening. I have a right to decide if I want to keep my child.”Trevor cocked his head to the side and looked at me weirdly. ”you’re smarter than that, you know that’s a lie Myra. Men like Pierce get exactly what they want. People like you and me don’t have a say.”-He pulled out a cell phone from his back pocket- “but, you can share your grievances with him, his instructions were to call him as soon as I saw you. This will just have to do.”He walked the rest of the way and put the phone in my lap.I watched it ring, till he accepted the call. “You can’t avoid him any longer.” Trevor whispered. “Let’s just get it over with.” He crossed his hands, went back to the window and looked out.”Hannah gave me a supportive squeeze and I raised the phone t

PIERCE…He paced the room again with his hands in hip hips. What would he do with Myra? he wondered for the hundredth time that day. She had made her demands and when he wanted to visit her apartment, she was gone. Trevor was supposed to have Hannah’s address to him by now. He grabbed his phone from the exercise bike and scrolled through his notifications. Trevor himself seemed to be playing some kind of game. Pierce was sure he saw a sparkle in his eyes when he informed him of Myra’s contract. She would be getting one, that was for sure. But not the one she was asking for.He wished he could see her face, when she was speaking to Trevor. His cock jerked at the thought. There was something different about her now, like a switch was flipped and she let out a little brat. One that intrigued him more than he’d like to admit. He resisted the urge to go to Trevor’s office and shake the address out of him. But he reminded himself to stay cool and collected. He could not let the tough ex

I knew Pierce had gotten the DNA results when he called me to get my sister ready for the move. He had already made arrangements for my things to be boxed and moved to his house, from my apartment.For the second time, I made Lily pack her life up. She seemed more upset now, than the last time, and I found myself defending Pierce’s actions while admitting to the mistakes I made.“You have to understand, Lily. He’s not like us…”“…It was my fault I should’ve told him from the start…”“….yes, I know, but I was the one who assumed that he would want me to abort, he didn’t say it…”She only stopped arguing after Hannah told her to not stress me and the baby further. She might have taken it too literally because she refused to utter a word to me. I got answers to my questions in grunts or nod of head. The ride to our new home was silent.As we entered the place, I realized why Pierce had called this place a house instead of a home. There was nothing personal in it. No pictures nothing.