All Chapters of A Deal With The Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

CHAPTER 81Damien’s POVAfter I left the room, the study was my next destination. I headed over to the shelf and retrieved the wooden box from it. As I slid the cover open, the gun came into view. I stared at it for a few moments, entertaining the doubts that were creeping into my mind. When the gun first came into my possession, after my father's death, I had immediately put it into a box and tucked it away, promising myself to never make use of it. That was many years ago. In the last few weeks, I'd come across the gun more times than I did in all the years it had been with me. That was to show how troubled my life had become. It was time to put an end to that.Finally regaining control of my thoughts, I lifted the gun from the box and slid the lid back in place. Then I returned the box to where it had been lying before and left the study. On my way out, I made a quick stop in the room to check on Rose. That quick stop turned to a few minutes as I found her sleeping peacefully.After

CHAPTER 83Rose’s POVI woke up to a peacefully quiet house. When I tried to move, it felt as if something very heavy had been dropped on top of me. My arms and legs ached a little and it took extra effort to be able to get them to do my bidding. Releasing the groan that forced itself up my throat, I rose from the bed. One look around the room made me realize that I was alone there. Where was Damien?Letting out another groan, I headed into the bathroom to pee. Afterwards, I stopped by the sink to wash my face and check my reflection in the mirror. Color had slowly returned to my face but my appearance was still closer to that of a ghost than a human. As I stared at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but wonder how anyone would think of me as a murderer. It made no sense whatsoever. And even if one couldn't judge by face alone, there's nothing I’ve ever done that could earn me suspicions as a murderer.But the people would rather have a feast trying to nail me for something I would

CHAPTER 85Damien’s POVLater that night, I headed to my study and inserted the flash drive into my computer. Rose was deeply asleep when I climbed out of bed, and she barely moved as I left the room.As soon as I plugged the flash in, the graph appeared on the screen. In the few hours since Rose and I checked it together, a lot of information had changed. That erased any iota of doubt that the whole operation was still alive. The more I scrolled, the more breathtaking information I saw. The flash was like a digital record book of all their activities, and from the frequency of its updates, I suspected that it was somehow connected to a server somewhere. Anyone that had access to it would be able to see everything they were doing in real time.It was just unbelievable. Most of the transactions on display before me were human transactions. Fully grown humans. That's what these people were trading as if they were livestock. Seeing as this was connected to Helixis, I knew without doubt th

CHAPTER 87Third-Person POVDarkness was the only thing around, enveloping the passageway like a large blanket. And with the darkness came a silence that was ready to reverberate any sound across the passageway.A figure appeared at the entrance, and he advanced into the darkness like it was his home. Tall as he was and with his dark cape, he fit perfectly into the darkness. The passageway stretched for meters, and he allowed it to lead him until he arrived at his destination. Then the silence around him faded away as he entered the noisy room. Everybody looked up when they heard the door closing. There were about twenty men in the large, round room. All were seated in front of a computer, and not one of them was without a headphone across his head. After acknowledging the man in the cape, they returned to their work. Their voices mingled in the air as they communicated with the people at the other end of the headphones. Out of the speakers of the computers came loud, unsettling noise

CHAPTER 89Rose’s POV“What's that?” I asked, but he was already tossing them into a pile of uprooted grass that the gardener was about to trash.“Nothing you should worry about. Come with me.” His arms snaked around my waist, and he guided me inside before I could say anything.I’d only taken a few steps when my eyes traveled to the glass table in the living room. A large bouquet of flowers and what looked like a magazine lay on it. I swirled my head sideways, only to see Damien beaming like a child that was caught painting.Curiosity made my heart race, and I rushed over to the table, eager to satisfy it. My hands went for the magazine first. A burst of excitement rushed through me as I realized that it was Westmore’s latest edition, something I had been looking forward to.“Damien!” I squealed in delight.“Oh wow. What a surprise. I wonder where that came from,” he said, feigning ignorance.I jumped at him, and he caught me in his arms.“Thank you so much for this,” I said against h