All Chapters of Taming Mr Billionaire : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Vanessa POVThe golden brightness of the rising morning sun outside cast a faint light around the hotel suite As I stirred, the silk sheets wrapped over my legs, causing me to blink out of slumber. The warmth alongside me should have been soothing, but Edward's raspy breathing and rigid physique in his slumber revealed a different story. He was having a dream, no, a nightmare. I sat up, pushing my hand on his moist, exposed chest, and felt his racing beating beneath my palm. Edward’s brow furrowed, and droplets of sweat stuck to his skin as he murmured something i couldn’t understand. Then his entire body shook, his hands gripping into the covers.I leaned closer. I said in a whisper, running my fingertips over his jaw, "Edward." Wake up.” Sharp, rapid breaths rose and fell in his chest as his eyes burst wide, wild and disoriented. He just gazed at me for a time, his body still rigid from whatever torture his fantasies had been. His features softened, and recognition flared in his

Vanessa POVPink roses stood in a crystal vase on the kitchen counter, delicate and lovely. Mandi received them from the Mansion gate and set them there. But for all the attention I had given them, they could have easily been invisible.My mind was elsewhere.On Liam.My thoughts tangled in worry as I sat on the edge of my bed, swaying my legs in a back and forth motion.Today had felt off. It became even worse when I got that text about my son. Ever since the Easter dinner, a gut feeling had been driving in and out of my thoughts.I picked my phone up, going through the daily security report updates. Liam’s body guards had sent their usual updates from school. The things he did, the people he Interacted with, daily schedule, lunch time, everything seemed normal.And yet…Something felt off.Eagerly, I dialed the head security’s number, taking Deep breaths.“Ms. Coleman?” The deep voice of one of my trusted guards came through.“I want you watch Liam closely and double security at

Vanessa POVMy workplace came alive with the hum of sewing machines, the rustling of fabrics and my harsh commands at my apprentices. I glanced at the time, 12 noon.My fashion house was growing, but my thoughts were far from the designs in front of me. I tapped my pen on my note book, attempting to focus.Daniel sent me more flowers, so the scent of pink roses lingered all around me. However, I had barely given them a second glance. My mind was elsewhere.Liam.My head replayed the conversation with his bodyguards this morning. No suspicious activity, not a sight of anything wierd. But I didn’t feel better. This morning I got an anonymous text that disappeared minutes after I read it.“You should watch your son more carefully. Accidents happen every day.”I swallowed hard, shaking the memory out of my head.No. I refuse to panic.I had increased security, and decided to keep this from Edward, but was that really enough?A sudden commotion outside my office door yanked me out of my t

Edward POVI drove like a man possessed.Liam’s sprained ankle and scraped elbow haunted me, his tiny voice trembling as he whispered, ‘The man pushed me.’ ‘He told me to be a good boy.’That wasn’t random. That was a message.And I was going to find out who sent it.The security footage was a disappointment—grainy, the stranger keeping his head down. But the car he got into… that was a lead.I stopped my car at one of the high-rise buildings downtown, my jaw clenched tight.“Welcome Mr. Silver,” a man in a dark suit greeted me as I stepped out. “We traced the vehicle’s plates. It was a rental—picked up yesterday under a fake ID. But we found something.”I followed him inside, tension coiling in my chest like a spring. In the dimly lit surveillance room, my investigator Jonathan, pointed at a screen.The footage showed the car pulling into a garage. Seconds later, the driver got out and entered a building.“Pause it.”He did. I leaned forward.The man was tall, wearing a baseball ca

Daniel POVAs I drove, the strain in my jaw would not let go, and the city lights flickered by. With her arms encircling her body and her breathing still irregular, Wendy sat in the passenger seat. She had taken the damn pill, but it wouldn’t fix her. Not tonight.I should have left her at the club. I should have ignored her entirely. But here I was, playing the role of her reluctant savior.Again.“You still don’t believe me,” she whispered, her voice raw.I didn’t answer.Wendy turned toward me, her mascara-streaked face barely illuminated by the glow of the dashboard. “I know you think I did something to Liam. That I—” she swallowed, shaking her head. “Daniel, I would never hurt a child. You know that.”My grip on the steering wheel tightened. “Maybe you wouldn’t. But you’ve done plenty of other shit that makes it hard to trust you.”She flinched. “That’s not fair.”I let out a sharp breath. “Fair? You went to the media, Wendy. You dragged me into your circus, made me look like I