Semua Bab The Betrayed Heiress And The Billionaire: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Astrid's POVThere are new sides to Damien I have been seeing lately. The humble side of him that cared so much and spoke calmly to his workers on the phone. And then there was the other side, the charming side of him that hadn’t stopped teasing me the whole time in the car.As we alighted from the vehicle, he quickly went around and opened the door for me, holding out his hand for me to take, which I did with a smile.I guessed what I was yet to see from Damien was a smile on his face. I really had married a rock. Maybe Luke was right—he would never smile, and I would have to live with that. But my husband was already very attractive. I imagined how he would look if he smiled. Thinking about it made me blush.Trust Damien to bring me to one of his restaurants. It made me wonder—did he really own every place in this city? No wonder he commanded such respect. It was a beautiful restaurant on the hilltop, with the most fascinating view of the city below.The high-end restaurant was fanc

Damien's POV Could Astrid be seducing me? I want to believe otherwise, but it seems like she is. Lucky her then-it's working. If I wasn’t married to her already, I would have thought my rivals sent her to trap me and make me lose self-control over my business and everything else. Because every action of hers has been causing my insides to twist in a way that delights me so much I want it to keep happening again and again. For goodness' sake, I do not like women. Not since that bitch who called herself my mother did what she did to me. That reminds me-I need to ask about her prison sentence. I need to make sure I visit my dad in a few days. I mean my biological dad, in his grave, killed by my mother. No, she didn't kill him. But the guy was so obsessed with her that when she left to go on one of her many sexscapades, he rammed his car into a tree trying to chase her-dying instantly. Shaking my head, I pushed the thoughts away and focused on my work, typing away on my laptop-only

Astrid's POVThe cafeteria was empty. It seemed like no one else was out of the office, or maybe it was just because I had come here before lunch hours. I sat idly in my seat while the chef prepared what I had ordered.It was for me and Damien. I had come here asking them to give us whatever they had and some for him, but they had said he ate specially prepared food. So that meant I had to wait until his food was done.Well, it wasn't like I minded. I mostly ate natural produce, which I was sure had no chemicals, so it would benefit me too.Oh, grandma had spoiled me.That was the only thing Dad hadn't ruined for me, because he had let me choose what I would eat after the ulcer incident.He had been starving me for hours on end until one day, during a board meeting, I had puked on an investor. It was bloody, and the doctor had confirmed I had gastric ulcers. Only then had Dad allowed me to eat freely.That had been when I discovered Grandma always sent food for me, but it never reache

Astrid's POVI ran into the ladies' room on the floor where Damien's office was located, slamming the door shut behind me and sinking backward until my back hit the wall.Guns terrified me, especially after seeing one—and the way Damien had one against Dad's throat.This was one of the reasons why I hated the city with all its violence. Life at the farm was very peaceful—a beautiful escape from the reality I was now facing. The news every day spoke about gun deaths, just like what had happened on that day when I was just a child. I didn’t think it was getting better. If anything, it was getting worse by the day.A banging sound erupted from outside the door, Damien’s voice soon making its way to my ears.“Astrid, please come out. It wasn’t what it looked like.”I could have believed him if I hadn’t seen it myself. It looked like he would have pulled the trigger at any moment.“Astrid, I’m sorry. Please come out so we can talk, alright?”I didn’t move but instead sank to the floor, hol

Astrid's POVI thought the driver would obey me, but the man only shook his head. The bodyguard behind went out of the car."I'm sorry, ma'am, but sir has to get in."Rolling my eyes, I tried to open the other door, but it wouldn't budge."Open the door and let me out of here!"Why was I acting so bratty? I didn't know, but I couldn't control it. I just didn't like Damien being the center of attention for all those women.Just then, the door opened, and Damien slipped in, tapping the seat—not even uttering a word—yet the driver kicked off.I glared at the back of the man's head. I was going to make him pay for this. He should have just gone home with me and let Damien come after. I didn’t want to go with him.As the car kept driving, his silence kept taunting me."Astrid, what has got your panties in a twist? I know you didn't want to come to the party, but at least we left before it even got properly started," he finally said.Oh, so he can talk.I didn’t care. In fact, I didn’t even