Lahat ng Kabanata ng RELUCTANT BRIDE FOR THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

AUTHORS POVTessa was sorting through a pile of boring paperwork on her desk when her phone started vibrating loudly against her table and honestly, she didn’t want any more business related calls. It had been a long day and she just wanted to wrap up and leave, Camila and Jamie had already left together and Pedro had asked her to stay back so they can go together. After the phone had rung twice, She glanced at the screen and froze.It was Regina.She answered immediately. “Regina?”On the other end of the line, Regina was crying so hard that Tessa could barely make out her words.“You didn’t reply my message,” Regina sobbed, voice breaking in between hiccups. “I sent you a message and you didn’t reply… you left me all alone.”Tessa’s chest tightened with guilt. She pressed the phone closer to her ear, standing up from her chair.“I’m so sorry, Regina,” she said gently. “I wasn’t near my phone. I didn’t mean to ignore you, I swear.”Regina’s breathing was ragged, her words tumbling ou

AUTHORS POVTessa walked briskly through the long corridor; she didn't even wait for Pedro despite the fact that he had told her to wait. She just wanted to get to Regina as fast as she could. Her heart felt heavy in her chest as she approached Regina’s room, like a gloomy pendant hung over her neck. She paused for a brief moment at the door, took a deep breath, then quietly turned the knob and stepped inside.The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn shut. Regina was curled up in one corner of her bed, her small frame almost swallowed by the large, plush duvet. She looked so fragile, so unlike her usual lively self, that Tessa’s heart clenched painfully. The evil men do to women, she said in her mind.Tessa closed the door softly behind her and approached the bed. “Regina…” she called gently, sitting at the edge of the mattress. “Have you eaten anything today? Or at least had some vegetables? You need to keep yourself nourished, for your sake and the baby’s.”Regina stirred, her face

AUTHOR’S POV Tessa sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as she counted in her head, how much time she had so she could go check on Regina. The silence in her room was too loud. The shadows cast by the bedside lamp stretched across the walls like silent watchers, the shadow reflection of other objects the room looked like they were whispering loudly, echoing the weight in her chest. Her mind kept replaying George’s words from earlier at the supermarket, and every time, they struck a nerve she’d tried so hard to numb. Her ringed finger throbbed with guilt. The blood diamond sparkled none the less. For a second she wondered who she was, questioned who she had become over the last few months that seemed to drag on forever. She used to be fierce and quick minded, how did she become so soggy? Could it be Aunt Norah’s absence? She thought. So what would become of me if she was actually no more? Become any mans puppet? Talk more of a man like pedro? Her pho

AUTHORS POV It was like he had an epiphany. Yes he had always known Tessa was a beautiful woman but as he carried her to the balcony connecting to her room, her weak reluctance edging him on, he realized she was such a beautiful woman. It was already too much sexual energy between them and just taking all his observations and the detailing of her face card and those lush lips, the way her head bobbed on his dick some seconds ago, even though she wasn’t a willing participant, she was making efforts to fulfill her clandestine duties as his wife and to him that was a progress in the making. Don Pedro loved the idea of power and passion plays, he loved to conquer and despite a few nights of being inside this beautiful woman, tonight had a different feeling to it, he found himself completely enamored with Tessa, her beauty was only surpassed by her stubbornness and he blamed her a little for not letting him see her full beauty. As the night fell, the two of them were themselves c

AUTHOR’S POV Franco stepped outside the hospital building, his phone clutched tightly in his hand. His jaw was clenched, his mind spinning. He had just watched Regina walk away with Pablo, calling him “daddy” with a softness he hadn’t heard in weeks. Something inside him twisted—not just from jealousy, but from guilt. Still, he had a duty to fulfil. He swiped across Pedro’s contact and pressed the phone to his ear. The line rang twice before Pedro picked up. “Franco,” Pedro’s voice came sharp, impatient. “I’m in a meeting. What is it?” Franco hesitated for a beat. The next words needed to come out right. “Sir, it’s about Madam Tessa.” There was a pause, short but heavy. “What about her?” Pedro asked, his voice lowering. “She was rushed to St. Monterrey General Hospital earlier this morning,” Franco replied steadily, keeping his tone calm. “Regina found her in bed, feverish, pale, and barely responsive. She looked… very unwell. We didn’t want to waste time, so