All Chapters of LUSTFUL NIGHTS WITH THE BILLIONAIRE [ENGLISH] [SPG]: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Jackson left with the yacht after his argument with Bree in the room. A part of him regretted what he did to her. It was as clear as daylight that she had done nothing wrong, yet he was letting out all his anger meant for her brother on her instead.Are you really sure her brother did it? Or are you just saying that so you can punish yourself for your wife’s death? A small voice in Jax’s head screamed.Jackson was confused. He was torn between vengeance and his feelings for Bree. No matter how stubborn he got, he knew deep down that he had feelings for her. Whether it was love or not, he didn’t know—and he didn’t want to know anymore.He went straight to his condo unit upon returning to the city, but he was shocked to find his brother Tyler inside. Tyler’s face was dark with anger.“Where is she?” Tyler was sitting at the bar counter with a glass of liquor in front of him.Jackson went straight to the fridge and grabbed some water. As he drank, his gaze wandered to the scowling Tyler.

The past few days staying in that mansion with Jax and Elise hadn’t been easy for Bree. Seeing Jackson get touchy with Elise was pure torture. She deliberately ignored their closeness, biding her time, looking for a chance to escape.Yes! She was planning her escape. That’s why she acted like she didn’t care—so Jackson wouldn’t suspect a thing.Bree knew she deserved better. Even as an ordinary woman, she deserved respect.“Ate Bree, Miss Elise is calling you downstairs,” Annie said shyly. That was the girl who always called Bree when it was time to eat. Bree rarely left her room, and when she did, she made sure those two weren’t around.Since Elise moved into the mansion, Bree had requested a separate room, which Jackson didn’t oppose. She was grateful for that, at least she could breathe a little.Bree smiled at Annie, though still annoyed at Elise. “Okay, Annie. I’ll go down.”As the girl left, Bree let out a heavy sigh. “What does she want now?” She reluctantly went downstairs to

Bree woke up feeling absolutely awful. Her mouth tasted sour, so she hurried to the bathroom and threw up. Only saliva came out, and she felt dizzy from getting up too fast. The bitter, acidic taste lingered in her mouth. She wiped her lips and splashed water on her face. When she looked at herself in the mirror, that was when she noticed her swollen eyes. And then the memories from last night came crashing down on her like an avalanche. As soon as she remembered what she had witnessed, the pain returned full force. Her eyes watered again. Jackson and Elise were having sex—and she saw everything. How was she supposed to erase that from her mind? It would be etched there forever. She would hate him for it. It would never leave her thoughts, and Bree finally accepted that she and Jackson would never work out. Any hope of fixing things between them was gone. “What am I even still doing on this island?” Bree asked herself as she stared at her reflection. She looked haggard and st

When Bree arrived on the island, she immediately felt that Jackson’s staff didn’t like her—and she understood why. They loved Katherine because of how kind she was to them. That’s why Bree never expected anyone to help her. She thought she was alone in this fight. That’s why she was deeply grateful to Aling Cedes and Annie for finding the courage to help her, even though there was a chance Jackson would fire them.“Aling Cedes, I’m worried Jackson might find out that you and Annie helped me,” Bree said, anxiety evident in her voice.When the older woman pulled her aside and told her she would help her escape the mansion, Bree didn’t hesitate to take the chance. Only now did she realize what might happen to the two of them once she was gone.“Don’t worry,” Aling Cedes said gently. “Jackson is a good boy. He’s just blinded by anger right now. I still believe there’s goodness in that man’s heart.”“Ate Bree, please take care,” Annie said as she followed behind them.It was already past m

Six years later.Bree smiled when she saw who was calling on her phone. She swiped the screen and answered.A high-pitched voice immediately greeted her as soon as she placed the phone against her ear. Bree chuckled as she listened to the excited voice of her five-year-old son, Lennox.“Mama! When are you coming home? I miss you already, I want to play with you!” His cheerful tone suddenly dropped, sounding sad.Bree laughed at the sudden change in his mood. Even at five years old, Lennox already showed signs of being a good little actor. He was good at dramatics—he knew how to sound pitiful and how to act hurt even when he wasn’t.“I’ll be home later, okay? So behave yourself. Auntie Chellie will take care of you for now.”“Ma, buy me ice cream, please! I miss sweet stuff!” His voice turned gloomy again. This time, Bree knew he was genuinely sad. Lennox wasn’t allowed to eat too many sweets because of his condition, and Bree strictly controlled his sugar intake.“We’ll buy some later