All Chapters of Stuck between the billionaires: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The maid soon finished with their job and left the room, leaving the duo behind in an uncomfortable silence. Phoebe changed into the nighties that were lying on the bed, convinced that they’d been prepared for her. Her heart engaged in a series of stunts, as she felt the hot gaze of Lucas on her skin. She would be busted. She needed to leave this place and fast. She needed to save her child and herself from Lucas. As Phoebe was still lost in thoughts, the door was thrown open to reveal Lucas’s family, their expression a clear proof of their worry. “What happened?” Cory asked as her and Tracy ran to Phoebe, who stood rooted in her position. With them was also a man who looked to be in his late sixties, with his entire hair grey. Around his neck was a stethoscope so it wasn’t hard for Phoebe to recognize him to be the doctor. “Sorry for having called you out this night. I need you to check on my fiancée to know what’s wrong with her,” Lucas diverted his attention to the doctor as s

Phoebe’s eyes glistened with tears as she watched her almost successful mission crumble before her eyes. There she was again, back at zero. She brought her eyes back to the one person whom she held responsible for her misery. Lucas Reid. What did she ever do to him? Why was he bent on stomping on her already-shattered life, bringing it to more ruins? For all she knew, he was a devil who lacked the tiniest bit of compassion. “Where are you off to by this time and in such a hurry? Pretty,” Lucas asked, the stupid smirk still glued to his face. His eyebrows were raised, and even though his voice sounded calm, Phoebe knew it was just a facade. He’s a monster and was only plotting the horrible things he would do to her for attempting to escape him. She felt a strong urge to slap the smirk off his face, the more she looked at him but she knew that wouldn’t spell out good for her. She couldn’t afford to make him angry, as her whole fate lay in his palm. He could kill her that minute if he wa

Phoebe’s heart thumped erratically as she racked her brain for possible reasons for his foul mood that early morning. And before his mother too?She'd been expecting his fury but had thought it would be once they got back to his house. If he'd wanted to engage in a fight with her in front of his family, why today and not the previous night after he'd caught her running away? As Lucas approached the table, Phoebe’s heart pounding escalated to a much faster rate. Sure to get a heart problem if it continued that way, she shut her eyes, taking deep breaths to steady the rate at which it banged against her chest. On reaching the table, while hoping that his mother and sister wouldn’t detect his bad mood, Lucas took Phoebe’s hand in his, nudging her to stand which she did wordlessly, much to his relief. It wouldn't have ended well if she'd chosen to be stubborn as was her middle name. “We would be heading back now,” Lucas announced. From his peripheral view, he saw Phoebe glance at him fo

Phoebe restrained herself from looking up, aware of who it was that entered the room. Her breath came out in pants but she quickly bit down on her bottom lip, staring into the book as the words suddenly became blurry. His footsteps stopped just at the foot of the bed and then an uncomfortable silence ensued between them. From underneath her book, Phoebe could see the lower half of his body. His hairy legs shot out from white shorts that were so tight and revealed a toned body, one that had her thoughts drifting off to something impure. You can’t blame her though as who wouldn’t be attracted to the godlike creature? Of course, Phoebe would never admit that to him, but had it been they hadn’t met the way they did, she could easily see herself falling for him. Her face squeezed into a frown as she reprimanded herself for entertaining such thoughts. Closing her eyes, she waited for her fear to resurface but she felt nothing. Instead, her curiosity piqued and wanting to know why he hadn't

Hurriedly, Lucas hustled back to his room, slamming the door as the pain intensified. Striding to the mirror, his facial features tightened the more as he examined his wound. How dare she do this to him? He muttered under his breath, trailing a finger over the wound, the ugly view of her teeth mark staring right back. Adam returned with the items he’d asked for, dropping them on the bed beside him. “It looks serious. Don’t you think seeing the doctor would be a much better idea?” He asked, picking the plaster to help but Lucas snatched it out of his hand and began to apply the medication himself. For one thing, he was aware Adam knew how he'd ended up with the injury as Phoebe’s teeth had left very obvious marks. He knew he needed medical attention, but he couldn't afford to let another eye see the embarrassing wound. “To check if it had been infected,” Adam continued, worry etched on his face. But another displeased look from Lucas made him shut his mouth, as he’d worked with him