All Chapters of The Billionaire's Redemption Game : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

THEODOREI stepped out of the VVIP lounge, phone pressed to my ear, making a string of business calls I barely cared about. They weren’t urgent, but I needed the distraction. Anything to drown out the growing unease in my chest. It was obvious that Mateo and Catalina were hiding something from me, and that made me even more pissed. At first, I wasn't sure about it. Mateo was a hard bastard to read, smooth and calculating, his face always a mask. But Catalina's reaction gave it away. The moment she saw him, the panic in her eyes exposed the secrets she wanted to hide. She hadn’t expected him. Her shoulders only eased when she realized I was leaving the room, as though my absence gave her some secret relief.What the hell was she hiding? What secret could she possibly have with Mateo that she couldn't tell me?My chest tightened further when I thought about it. The feeling prompted me to turn around and walk back to the direction of VVIP lounge. However, my hand lingered over the door

CATALINAAfter that incident in the club, Theodore didn't return for two days. I spent every careless minute wondering where he was, and how he was faring. Mateo refused to pick my calls yet his man guarded my hotel door day and night. That worried me even more. Mateo was an unscrupulous man who did whatever he wanted for power. He had built his reputation on a mountain of corpses, cheating and manipulating the living. When I noticed the way his eyes changed after seeing Theodore with me, so I was worried he would do something to him. “He wouldn't do that, would he?” I muttered worriedly. Anyway, they were both men so I was sure they would handle their private business cordially. Besides, Theodore was a billionaire with influence, known to the public eye, so how could Mateo hurt him so easily?Even after convincing myself so poorly, I reminded restless so I decided to get some fresh air. I returned to the hotel resort to find the man I had danced with that evening, but then I saw hi

THEODORE She had done it again. After finishing my business, I rushed back to the hotel as soon as I heard what happened to Catalina that night. I blamed myself for leaving her alone, wondering if she felt scared or lonely in that room. But then I discovered that she had left the room and even made friends with another stranger. It hurt. It really hurt, and I didn’t even understand why. “Can you please be reasonable, Theodore?” Catalina said, her voice low and filled with frustration. “It's not like I kissed some stranger while you were away or anything. Pierre and I only talked, and then we parted ways.” She made it sound so reasonable that I almost considered dropping the issue. But Pierre had been looking at her from the moment we arrived, and I didn’t think he was the type to be smitten after just one meeting. I picked up my glass of water and downed it in two gulps to conceal my growing annoyance. “If I were you, I would confess before the lie gets exposed,” I told her, my t

CATALINAMy fists tightened by my sides as Theodore's breath brushed my lips. The way he looked at me stole my breath away, his gaze making me a willing prisoner. I could hear the ocean roared, waves crashing on the shore, but it was not enough to make me move away from him. His hands slid instinctively along my waist, tracing the delicate curve until his fingers rested at the small of my back. I gasped when he pulled me close. “Catalina...” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. My heart pounded painfully in my chest. Theodore had no idea what he did to me whenever he called my name like that, so low and sexy in that British accent. The lack of restraint in his eyes was more than enough to weaken my defenses.Here I was, standing before him, craving for his touch. I was more than ready to do anything for it, and the intensity of that feeling scared me. I swallowed nervously, my lips parting as if to speak, but no words came. His thumb brushed my hip in slow, deliberate circles

CATALINAI woke up to the sound of the alarm ringing in the room. A groan escaped my lips as I rolled to the side, pulling my pillow along to cover my ears. Theodore knew I wasn't a morning person. So why the hell did he turn on the alarm?“Theo, please turn off the alarm!” I yelled, my voice muffled by the pillow. “Theo!”When the noise persisted, I turned to my side to take care of matters myself but then I discovered the other side was empty and cold. At first, I frowned at the sight, causing me to rise from the bed. My eyes drifted to the alarm on the bedside table. It was just 10 am and he was already gone. “Where the hell did he go?” I muttered to myself, my voice hoarse from sleep. Theodore had previously promised to stay away from any business on this holiday, but now he had gone back on his word. A few minutes later, I stepped out of the dressing room in a light brown tank top and shorts. There, I met Theodore who had finally returned, reclining on a leather couch with