Lahat ng Kabanata ng Secret Baby For The Cold-Hearted Billonaire: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

BLAIR POVThe morning sun cast a hash spotlight on the unlocked door that separated my room from Ronnell's. Burrowing deeper, I stared at it from my bed, my fluffy covers pulled up around my ears, willing myself to get up and lock it. But it would be fruitless. If Ronnell wanted to be inside my room again, he would undoubtedly find a way to lock it or not. Last night had probably been another one- off-anyway. It was good that it was. Smart. The best decision.That was what I told myself until I flung myself out of bed to trudge to the shower and the full ache between my legs made my breath hitch. Oh, Ronnell. Why did he have to be so…good?He had always been best at sex but last night. I couldn't even remember a time I had ever been so desired on a visceral level.I brushed my teeth while the shower warmed up. The woman staring back at me in the mirror had been thoroughly fucked. My hair was in a rat's nest on top of my head. There were bite marks and bruises all over my chest, on

RONNELL POVBlair smoothed her hands over her sunny yellow top and flickered her eyes to mine. Even unsure, she was stunning, taking my breath right out of my lungs in her ripped jean that hugged her ass and a flowy top that showed a lot of tattoos and a peek of cleavage.She had left her hair down at her own request, and it was all I could do not to shove my fingers in it and gather it in my fists.It had been a few days since we returned from Dubai, and everything seemed to have gone back to normal. While I was drinking every beautiful inch of her, she was worrying her lip and working herself into an anxious ditcher. “Are you sure I should come with you? Won't it be awkward or even weird?” I took her hand and tugged her against me, giving her ass a hard squeeze. “I'm not going if you are not with me. And if I don't show, my sister will beat my door down since I have missed the last few brunches.”“Because of me?” Because I had chosen to spend my precious free time with her and Na

Ronnell POVI stared at Blair who looked worried and distressed, I gently wrapped my arm around her shoulder, I dipped my head down to whisper some reassurance in her ear. “You don't need to panic, you did nothing wrong, Princess.”Then I turned to address the rest of the table. “Blair and Nathan are staying with me and have been for a couple of months.”Blair's eyes peeked around before her voice boomed through the room. “Ronnell caught me at my worst. It was so embarrassing and a really long story. Unfortunately, Nathaniel's dad left me in a major lurch. My house was in a big mess, and I…well, let's just say it was a bad situation. Ronnell refused to let us stay there, so we're living at his place, temporarily.”Silence followed for several moments. Sarah was the first to break the silence. “Well, of course he did. Ronnell would take his shirt off his back for people who are clearly important to him.” Sarah patted Mathew's arm, no doubt sending a silent message to keep his mouth sh

BLAIR POVI wandered through the home improvement store, aimlessly, my mind a blank slate for home renovation ideas. Nathan, strapped securely to my chest, seemed more interested in the colorful displays than I did. As I browsed my way through the store, a spark of inspiration ignited, a vision of my revitalized home taking shape in my mind.“Maybe paint should be the first plan. What do you think, Nathy?” He kicked his feet, which I took instantly as an agreement, so I stopped in front of the swatches. “Now, what color should we pick? We can't paint the whole house blue like your room, even though I love it. Do you even know that I picked it for you before we even met, and it suits you? The thing is, not everyone loves it as much as we do, so we have to go neutral if we eventually sell the house. Mama wants a pretty neutral environment though, not boring white.”A throat cleared next to me, followed by a low chuckle. I had been so entranced by all the colors that I hadn't noticed Nat

BLAIR POVThings were finally looking up. For the first time in ages, I felt like I had my life under control. Just when I thought I was finally out of the woods. Boom, Smith decided to rear his ugly head.Christ, I hated him.Hated. Smith.He had texted me once last week, and I had just rolled my eyes at the text. SMITH: hello, Blair! I know that it has been a long time since we had talked, but we need to catch up as soon as you have a minute. I want to know how the baby is, and how you are. We have a lot to discuss.We obviously have nothing to discuss. Not over text, and we were never going to see when he had been an asshole with no intention of stepping up when I relaid the news to him at first. He just didn't get the chance to jump in whenever he liked without any concern for the waves he had made.This week was even harder to ignore.SMITH: hey love, I get it that you're angry, but you can't keep my baby from me. I want to meet him. I keep emailing you messages and plans so we