บททั้งหมดของ Tomboy on the Billionaire's bed: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Selina's POV The night was a terrible one, I couldn't fall asleep. I turned, rolled and groaned on the bed as nightmares came in an endless cycle.Faces from the past – Max's molestations and assaults, Mrs Silver's maltreatment, Brian's betrayal, my father's cold and silent gaze, and then Travis’ painful cries when I hit his balls. They all turned into faceless images, tugging vehemently at my heart.When I had had enough, I screamed out loud and my eyes flung open. Slowly, I sat up on the bed, I didn't sleep a wink, and my body felt like a log of wood. I dragged myself to the mirror and gasped, there were dark circles under my eyes. It must have been as a result of accumulated stress.“I will fix this during the weekend… Right now, I had to prepare Travis' breakfast and prepare to resume work.”Tying up my hair, I rushed to the kitchen and began to cook. It was my special recipe. French toast with berries, creamy scrambled eggs. Fresh orange juice. Coffee, strong and black, just th

Selina's POV“Get her!” One growled and threw a knife.The knife went Tyler's way but Todd pushed him out of the way. The knife swooped past them and dropped on the floor.Get her? Did he mean me? That means they recognised me and knew I would come around today. Our plan must have leaked and they wanted to get rid of Mr Alfred and me.My rage soared. With my foot, I kicked up Zick's pistol that was on the floor. I plunged forward, picked the pistol amidst air and fired a warning shot on the wall.The attackers panicked, but one charged towards me blindly. I sidestepped, kicking his knee with brutal precision. He crashed to the floor with a thud.Before I could balance, the other one raised his switchblade and lunged toward Alfred.Fists landed like hammers as Dray tackled him.The one I pinned to the ground wanted to pull my foot to knock me down but I pinned him down and aimed my gun at him, my hand on the trigger.He fidgeted and I roared,“Who sent you!?”He remained silent and loo

Travis' POV A tight smile cut across my lips as I walked out of Selina's apartment. Her wound made her obedient… vulnerable. Remembering her peaceful demeanour, I chuckled again but jolted slightly as my phone beeped.“Boss, I have sent in some pictures. It is the remains of the warehouse that Selina Morrison visited. It was a narrow escape for her and her crew…” I tapped my phone, logged in my email and stared back at the pictures that were sent to me. The ashes of what was once a warehouse laid in ruins on the screen of my phone. “Who is the culprit?” I asked coldly.“Not yet confirmed. My men are…”“Do your job right. Complete your job before calling me,” I gritted and hung up.‘I don't care who it is, but no one touches my things and goes free. Selina is mine, I own her!’ My blood boiled as I eased into the car.“Take me down to the main office,” I fumed at my driver.As we drove away, a trick popped up in my head. We could easily lure in the culprit. I picked up my phone and

Selina’s POVI woke to a dull ache in my foot and the faint chill of ice melting against my skin. My eyelids fluttered open to see morning light streaming through the blinds. For a second, I forgot where I was until I remembered the previous night…I had stormed into Travis’ office but slumped. He held me in his arms and carried me to … God knows where and …Remembering all, I jerked up but pain tethered down my whole length and I recoiled into the bed.I felt a dent on the bed and looked in the direction only to find Travis. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. Fully dressed and scrolling through his phone.The memory of last night hit me like a slap on the face. His bare chest, his strong arms holding me like I weighed nothing… and my embarrassing attempt to escape from him.“Morning,” he said without looking up.I swallowed and sat up slightly. “Morning,” I muttered, not sure whether to thank him or punch him.“Stop staring like you want to punch me,” he said looking up from his

Selina’s POV“Todd was just taken away,” Fox said the moment I hobbled toward him.“We’re going straight to Mayfair police station,” I replied, bluntly.Fox’s gaze traveled from my messy bun to my oversized T-shirt and ripped jeans. His lips twitched like he wanted to complain again but thought better of it.Good. I was glad the press hadn’t recognized me earlier. With my crutches and disheveled look, I didn’t exactly scream “new Chairwoman of Morrison Brewery.”“You should really get your leg checked before we leave,” Fox muttered.“I’ll handle it when I return for Alfred,” I said, brushing him off. Fox pressed his lips together, but said nothing Dray and Zick helped me into the car, and we sped away.I was so lost in thought that I didn't realise that something was off.“Fox, this isn’t the way to the station. Stop!”He slammed the brakes, jolting us forward.“It took you too long to notice,” he said calmly. “We’ve… diverted since…”“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” My vo