All Chapters of Badgering My Billionaire Bully: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Wandering through the casino she now owned, Presley was trying to get a feel for the way people gravitated to the flash and noise of the scene.She couldn’t understand it at all. Perhaps because she’d never felt a desperate need to make ends meet or to find a quick way to make cash, the appeal to throw money into a machine in hopes of a jackpot never appealed to her. There was more than one person sitting at the slot machines who were greasy-haired and reeking of desperation. It reminded her she was better off than most for the entirety of her life. Now, though, she was far wealthier than any of these people at the machines would dream of being even if they hit it right and won a jackpot.She didn’t deserve any of it.She was taking it though. Presley lifted her chin defiantly. If for no other reason than to thumb her nose at the man who thought he’d be able to convince her to be his wife and steal her life from her, she was taking what she knew he never intended to hand over so soon.

Three weeks later, Presley was sitting in her office at the casino while Sloane and Halima were staring out the massive wall of windows behind her back looking down at the city.“This is a dope office.” Halima said. “No wonder you took it over right from day one. It’s stunning up here.”“I feel like the world’s biggest imposter. I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. Last night I was asked to authorize a fifty-million-dollar bankroll for some prince from Europe and all I could think was who has this kind of money to throw on a poker game.”“Did you authorize it?”“Yes and the idiot lost thirty million dollars. According to Belkin, he’ll probably come back tonight to try to recoup it.”The door to her office burst open and Mina came storming in, her face flushed bright red, and she leaned over Presley’s desk huffing angrily, “your brother is a nightmare.”“My brother, Rami or the biological monstrosity?”“Rami!” she was stomping her feet furiously. “The other one isn’t your brother. DNA d

Presley stood outside the room where Odin was being detained for a long time simply staring at the door. Cruz, Anderson and Belkin stood with her, saying nothing but supporting her quietly with their presence.“I don’t know if I can do this.”“You’ve confronted him many times over the years, Ladybird,” Cruz said quietly as he rested his hand on her shoulder. “Hell, you confronted him twice in France. There isn’t much more he can tell you today he’s not already told you.”“Did he say anything when you picked him up?”“Nothing. He’s been silent. Not a word.” Belkin shook his head. “We made sure his medical treatment continued until he was brought here. There was a physician and two nurses and a physiatrist who worked with him in the ship’s medical bay. He’s still got a long way to go after the damage Liborio caused to him however he’s in pretty damn good physical condition compared to when you last saw him. He’s breathing on his own now.”“How can I hate and love someone so much at the

Entering her parents’ home, with Cruz holding her hand, Presley felt incredibly nervous. She’d asked them, along with Marsha to meet here to talk. Marsha’s car was in the yard, already arriving ahead of her and she knew it was because the woman wanted to know if there was an update on Odin.She followed the quiet sounds of chatter into the living room, Cruz’s presence a wordless support for the confrontation she knew was about to happen. The only way she could move forward with her life, and having her parents in it, especially her father, was for them to understand she wasn’t letting them give Odin a clear berth any longer to do the shit he’d been doing since her birth.“There she is,” Scarlett was up on her feet the minute she caught movement in the doorway and moved to hug Presley. She squeezed her tight. “I missed you. I used to see you several times a week and it feels like I’ve only seen you a couple of times in the last month or so.” She cupped Presley’s cheeks, “you look tired,

“Do you Cruz Henry Hawley take Presley Marie Brookmore to be your lawfully wedded wife?”The preachers words droned on as Presley sobbed through the vows playing on the screen in front of her. It had been eighteen months since she and Cruz married in a huge ceremony with nearly two hundred people in attendance. Cruz swore he didn’t know ninety percent of their guests, but she didn’t care. She wore the big princess gown, a tiara encrusted with real diamonds and felt like queen for the day.She looked to the eight-month-old baby in her arms staring at her while she nursed, and the blue eyes were fixed on her face. She cuddled the baby, sniffing, “do you see, little Genevieve how much Daddy loved Mommy on our wedding day? He was even crying. Look, there are tears on his face as he promises to love me forever. Liar.”The sound of Cruz’s footsteps coming up behind her on the sofa as he put a glass of special tea on the side table made Presley’s chin lift up proudly.“Ladybird, you’re being