All Chapters of 365 Days Contract with the Paralyzed Billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

OLIVIA’S POVThe fluorescent lights cast a dull yellow glow over the cramped cell room, the walls stained with peeling paint and old scratches. I sat hunched on the cold bench, my elbows resting on my knees, and my head bowed low between my thighs. My hair fell to the sides of my face, hanging like a curtain as I focused on taking a few breaths. I have been locked up here for hours, and this place was beginning to creep me out, the occupants looking like they wanted to jump at me at any given opportunity. Although none of them had made any move to bully me, I knew it wouldn’t be long before one of the wild dogs tried to demonstrate authority as I had seen in the movies. The metallic clink of keys unlocking the door broke me out of my haze, and I lifted my eyes to find a uniformed officer in the hallway. “Olivia Carter?” he asked as he got into the room, a finger clinging to a belt hoop as his hand hung loosely from it, while the other held onto his baton as he struck a funny pose.

OLIVIA’S POV“I must confess, I wasn’t expecting you to call so soon, agreeing to my terms,” Mr. Monroe said to me.We were seated across from the table, with only the long conference table separating us. Jessica sat at my side, her eyes offering me all the courage I needed to get through this meeting. “I was going to reject your offer,” I told him. He let out a short laugh, slightly amused by my words. “And what made you change your mind?” I rolled my shoulders, my lips curling downward. “The deal is only for a year,” I began to say. “And with all the juicy offers you made alongside this deal, one would be a fool not to take it.” It was a miracle that I could speak, with all the nerves threatening to cripple me. The scene of Kelvin in bed with that bitch, Angela, replayed in my mind, and I could almost feel my hands curling around her neck and snapping life from her. “And, besides,” I continued, shaking the memory away. “I don’t think I fancy being dressed in orange for the ne

JASON’S POVMy lips curled as I watched her and her friend leave the conference room, deep in thought as the events that just unfolded replayed in my mind.“If his legs don’t work, how do I know the rest of him works?”I scoffed in derision. What the hell?Like I would lie with her if I were paid a billion dollars. The familiar heat of resentment burned behind my eyes. The sheer audacity of her. My father finally finished talking with his minion, Christopher Brown.That sucker had been in the family for as long as I remember and sometimes, the lines between professionalism and personal interests blur. He had become an extension of the family, always present at family functions and available at my father’s beck and call. At least he enjoyed the perks that came with it. Christopher gave me a curt nod before he exited the room, and soon enough, I was alone with my father again. The bane of my existence.“I believe that went well,” he commented almost immediately after the door shut