บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire Falls for Prostitute: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Jayden's pov8:50 a.m., and Mirabella still had not shown her face in this house. I had asked Eunice to call her down to have breakfast with me, only for her to come back and tell me Mirabella was not in her room. "A hotel?” I muttered, my brows knitting in confusion as I checked the tracker and saw her location flashed on the screen. Then, I pulled up the CCTV footage and could not help but smirk at how she snuck out in the dead of night. “She's got some nerve,” I snickered to myself.However, one thing was certain—she would regret this defiance. I would make her pay for breaking my rules until she begged for mercy, and I would enjoy every second of it. Seconds stretched into minutes, and nearly an hour passed before I finally heard the door creak open.I didn’t need to look to know it was her. “Where the hell are you coming from, Mirabella?” I growled.She scoffed much to my surprise. "I went to have fun yesterday night."What?! My eyes widened in shock immediately. Did she ju

Author's povRelief washed over Caesar after the call with Mirabella as he sat back in his leather chair, watching the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows. A self-satisfied smirk played on his lips as he thought back to the conversation with her. Now, he had achieved what he wanted to with the advice and was just an inch closer to defeating Jayden. “What a fool she is,” he scoffed to himself, his voice dripping with disdain. Unbeknownst to her, he had set everything in motion to test Jayden’s feelings. If Jayden didn’t care for Mirabella, his wrath would have crushed her the moment she confronted him. But instead, the outcome hinted at something else entirely, something Caesar was determined to exploit.“The little pawn thinks I’m helping her,” he muttered, almost amused by the thought. "How pathetic and dumb. She doesn’t even realise she’s bait in all of this.” He let out a chuckle, leaning back in his chair with a sense of fulfillment. Everything was falling into

Jayden's povI was supposed to feel satisfied after leaving Mirabella in misery, just as I had planned. Striding toward my study, I expected the usual rush of satisfaction, but instead, an unsettling emptiness crept over me, leaving me confused. “Why am I feeling like this?” I muttered under my breath, my brows furrowed.Normally, I enjoyed seeing her suffer—whether it was through hitting her or using her like she was nothing but a sex slave. But this time, it felt different. Was it guilt? Guilt for leaving her in that condition? The thought annoyed me, yet I could not shake it. My thoughts were interrupted by Eunice’s panicked voice echoing from upstairs. “Mirabella! Mirabella! Wake up!” she screamed. I scoffed, irritation bubbling up. "Why is she yelling like that slut’s fighting for her life?” Maybe this lingering dissatisfaction was just because I had not taken things far enough. Maybe that’s why I felt so off. “Sir, she’s fainted!” Eunice’s frantic shout came again, louder

Jayden's povPainting usually calmed my mind, but today, it failed me. The strange guilt from putting Mirabella in that situation earlier refused to fade, lingering like an unwelcome shadow. It was not just painting—it was everything. Even the usual distractions of alcohol and sex from the night before had not worked. For the first time, my coping mechanisms had betrayed me. None of this had ever happened before. Painting had always been my last resort, the final escape when all else failed. But now, even that was not enough, and the frustration gnawed at me. Unable to shake the restlessness, I left home early, hoping that burying myself in work would help. Hours passed, but the storm in my head raged. It was during this battle with my thoughts that Zayn finally arrived. I had called for him earlier, needing his presence more than I cared to admit."What about your girlfriend, or is she your fiancee?" I asked him immediately after he sat in front of me."What?!" His eyes widened i

Mirabella's pov"I'm sorry you had to go through all this," Caesar said as he walked into my bedroom, joining Lucy and me. "Well, we both knew the risks," I chuckled. "Remember you said it would either end like this or with that fleeting victory we thought was the finish line." I reminded him.After confirming Jayden had left, I called them with Eunice's phone to break the news. I didn’t expect them to actually show up."I think we should take you to the hospital," Lucy suggested."You need proper treatment. Self-care won’t cut it.""That’s not an option," I replied, shaking my head. "If I leave this mansion again, he might actually kill me. Besides," I added with a forced laugh, "Eunice’s treatment this morning helped a lot. The bruises are already feeling better.""But—" Lucy began, worry still etched on her face.Caesar cut in before she could finish. "She’s right, honey. She’s been through enough already."He strode confidently toward the bed where I lay, hands buried in his po