Lahat ng Kabanata ng ENSLAVED TOTHE BILLIONAIRE: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Face to face Mila’s POV I flung my eyes open, waking up far too earlier than I intended. With a restless feeling twisting my stomach, I tossed and turned on my bed for what felt like an eternity. My mind was torn between anger and doubt. Today, I agreed to meet with Dolph, and this fact slowly ate me up. Despite his threats, I wanted to just ignore him and pretend like none of this ever happened. With that anger in me, I reached for my phone to block his number for good, but before I could unlock my phone, it buzzed in my hands. I froze, staring at my phone’s screen, hesitant to pick up the call. The devil just called. Dolph. My entire being screamed at me not to pick up the call and allow it to go straight to voicemail keeping him guessing. But something else made me see confronting him as a better option. I needed to confront him and put an end to this once and for all. With sweaty hands, I picked up the call. “So Mila” his crooked voice came blaring the phone’s speaker

Breaking point.Mila’s POV“What audacity he had to say all that trash to me like he had control over me or something,” I said as I walked straight towards a bus stop. Shortly after, I boarded a bus home.The bus ride was quite solemn, but it happened in a blur. I stared at the buildings outside as they passed by from the window, but nothing could distract me from the emotional storm raging inside me. I had finally stood up to Dolph, but his threats lingered in my mind like a dark shadow. I had held myself from breaking down in his presence, but now away from his evil stares, my chest twisted, my hands were shaking uncontrollably, and my breath grew shorter than the last. The tears I had been holding back were starting to pour out.The more I replied to our argument back at the café, the more the weight of his words pressed on me. He had the nerve to think he could control me with fear, but now, deep down inside me, his words were starting to eat me up from inside. I was terrified of

A Shoulder to Lean OnMila’s POVI hugged my knees to my chest and put my head between my knees. Tears streamed down my eyes and my mind flooded with random thoughts of Jayden’s Where about.“Where has it gone? Was he doing something reckless? ” I asked myself severally but nothing meaningful could come to my mind. An image of Jayden confronting Dolph flashed in my mind. I couldn't bear the thought of Jayden stooping to Dolph’s level or getting entangled with something dangerous on my behalf.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe. Jayden was too composed and mature to enter a physical confrontation with Dolph. I hope he finds a way to do what he wants without risking himself. The more I waited, the more the anxiety ate me up.Suddenly, The door swung open and Jayden walked in. Seeing him safe made a sense of relief wash over me, but instead of a happy smile, a downpour of tears I had been holding spilled over. Before I could blink, he was right by my side.“Mila,” he whispered.

Shattered Dreams Mila’s POV “Hello, Mila,” the director's voice came through the phone low and familiar, but it carried a different vibe; one could say it sounded distant and cautious. It lacked the usual warmth and welcoming feeling his voice carried. “Good evening, sir,” I said, keeping my voice steady and composed, but deep down, I wondered what was going on. “Is anything all right?” I asked. He gave a brief pause and this made my pulse quicken. “Mila,” he began. “I have some difficult news, we are stepping you down from the lead role,” he said with a sad tone. His words hit me hard. For a moment, I couldn't breathe or move. “What?” I said, my voice barely audible. “Why? What happened?” I added. “Lately, there has been some talk about you flying around, and those rumors ended up in the wrong ears. I mean the ears of the higher-ups, and they've decided you are no longer a good fit for the lead role” he explained, carefully choosing his words. Each word he voiced felt

Unfinished businessJayden’s POV“Jayden? Are you still there?” Mila’s voice cut through the hallway. I froze for a moment, my fist clenched tightly by my side.As I made my way down the hall, I realized that the past, which I had been trying to bury, was starting to come back to my present. Mila’s voice echoed in my head with the name I had tried not to think about for a long time. Hedda.With anger and fury, I stormed into my study room, slamming the door behind me. The room was a bit dark with only a desk lamp providing a dim illumination around the desk. I placed my hand on the desk, leaning into it and squeezing the edge tightly until my knuckles turned White.I repeatedly echoed Hedda’s name under my breath. Her name left a bitter taste in my mouth. One that I thought I would never imagine.My mind rests with numerous questions. Why now I asked myself. Hedda had never taken defeat, not in business or love; she had a way of gripping onto people's vulnerabilities until she got wha