Semua Bab Love, Lies and Billionaires: Bab 81 - Bab 90

He popped out from under the duvet and planted a kiss on her lips before settling himself beside her, their chest rising and falling in unison. Covering their bodies with the duvet, they stared at the ceiling in silence, each person drowning in their own thoughts. She turned to face him, then placed a hand on his chest. “Isn't there some meeting you have to attend to?" He looked at her and raised a brow. "Really?" “What?” “That's the next thing you have to say after the multiple orgasms?” Red crept to her cheeks, and he hit his chest playfully, "Stop it. You know what I mean. Was I supposed to say thank you?" "It'll be very much appreciated, yes” he turned away and smiled to himself. She just chuckled and rolled to the other side of the bed where a bedside table stood. She reached for her phone and turned on the screen. “Oh, my god!" she screamed and sat up in the bed, shielding her body with a part of the duvet. “What? What's wrong?" Kendrick asked, looking away f

The phone buzzed for the umpteenth time and Maren finally picked it up and found the guts to switch it off. What she needed now was definitely not another excuse to explain, lie and definitely not face what she knew was coming. She finally stepped away from the table and clasped her hands in front of her before flashing a smile at the men who sat around the table who were now looking at her with expressions which questioned her actions. “If it's that urgent, you know you can excuse yourself and take it, right?” One man with a scanty moustache said to Maren. “Oh, it's definitely not that urgent. It's probably just my social media fans calling or something." "Does that actually happen?” Another asked. “Yeah, sometimes,” she replied dismissively and turned back to the chat behind her. “Let's get back to work, shall we?" She struggled with her phone, her bag and a booklet in her hand and she stepped onto the patio of the cafe. Pulling out her glasses roughly from her je

“Okay, you both need to stop stalking me, alright?” Maren said as her shoulders relaxed a little from the shock she had just felt. She walked over to her table and took out some papers from the drawer, which she spread out on the table. “Besides, it's the weekend. What the fuck are you doing around here?” she asked Kendrick, who just stood at a corner of her office with his arms folded while he watched her. “Are you going to say something? Or are you just here to creep me out and leave” she said as she raised her head from the papers with the one she'd been searching for. He smirked and finally moved away from the wall, his arms still folded. Before Maren could look up, he was already at the table and so close to her that she made outlines of his tattoos with her eyes. “Well first if all, like you guessed, I know you've been busy aside work, and I knew you'd be here to get something” “That’s weirdly specific, but go on," she said, trying to keep her eyes on him to avoid s

"What's going on?" Micheal asked confusingly. Maren turned to Alexander. “It's a text from Irene," she replied, her brows heavy with so many emotions. She turned back to the phone and clicked something before putting the phone to her ear. “What are you doing?” Alexander inquired. Maren didn't reply and stayed quiet for a while. “The number says unavailable." “Well, what does the text say?" Micheal asked. Maren gave the phone to Alexander and, as he gazed upon it, his body stiffened. “How true is it?" ***** "Oh my god Alexander, what are you saying?" Maren screamed, tears cascading down from her eyes. "You’re so disgusting right now,” she added as she stormed off through the entrance of her house and was about to climb up the staircase. "Hey, hey. Look at me," he said, quickly pulling her back. "I know there's nothing I can say to pacify you right now, but please hear me out” Maren's throat was so packed with tears that she couldn't even utter a word. Her heart was

Only the stars were in the sky when Maren got down from the car with her eyes glued to her phone, which she has basically been staring at since she got out of the elevator at her company. With calculated steps, she walked into the house and bolted the door behind her, then turned to the perfectly silent household of hers. She walked up the stairs and got into her room, which she also locked behind her. “Where did you get this?” “Fuck!” Maren exclaimed and almost dropped her phone as she shut her eyes to suck in the fear which had just radiated through her body. She took a deep breath, then opened her eyes again. “What the hell are you doing in my room, mom? And at this time of the night. Shouldn't you be knitting a sweater in a rocking chair or something?” she asked as she began pulling off her clothes. “Well, I felt my daughter's been acting so strange and distant these past few weeks and decided that if she wouldn't talk to me, maybe I should do some snooping of my own”