All Chapters of STALKING THE BILLIONAIRE DEVIL: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

A young boy descended the stairs, his fingers curled tightly around the cold rail. His ears twitched at the scream that was coming out of the labor ward, digging into his skin like a needle. A woman was in labor, but he hated the woman behind that door.He tightened his grip on the rails as he climbed down the stairs, slowly.He wasn’t there because he wanted to. He was there because they owned his life.The door to the ward opened, and a man stepped out.“Would you come inside this ward or do you want me to drag you in, orphan child” he said, and went inside the ward.The boy glared at the closed door as if he was seeing the couple directly. He couldn't seem to get used to being called an orphan child, an orphan child they made him become. The memories still lived in his head... young and fresh.He got to the ward and held the door bolt. The woman’s screams got louder in his ears. He wished he could hurt them for all the things they'd done to him, but what could a poor orphan child do

[IXORA'S ROOM]"Are you trying to say that he already knows your name?" Hazel asked.Ixora nodded.Hazel held her shoulders. "How is that even possible?""I have no idea," Ixora replied.Hazel sat beside her."This can only mean one thing.""What?" Ixora asked, looking at her."He's also crushing on you," Hazel squealed."That's not the reason," Ixora said."What do you want me to say?" Hazel asked, scooting further back on the bed.Ixora went to the window, the cold breeze slapped her skin."Inside there I felt... it was different and... I can't explain it," Ixora breathed out."Ixora, quit over-thinking yourself. You—"The door creaked open and Georgia walked in with a tray in her hand.Her heels clicked loudly across the marble floor."Xora," she called.Georgia, Ixora's mother. Ixora didn't reply. Georgia looked at Hazel. "I will see you later, Ixxy," Hazel said, understanding the look.She left."My baby," she held Ixora's hand and made her sit on the bed."Why do you look worr

[IXORA'S HOUSE]Ixora was pacing around in the sitting room. She was waiting for her parents to arrive. It was past 9, and they were yet to be back. They always got back late, and she had gotten used to it.If not for the fact that Aunt Maria was in dire need of money, she would have been asleep, dreaming about her crush.But here she was, in the sitting room waiting for them.Aunt Maria had always treated her like her daughter even though they were not rich.Hazel works as a part-timer in a restaurant, and Aunt Maria sells knitted sweaters.Irrespective of the fact that they weren't as rich as she was, they always treated her like family.Whenever she visited, Aunt Maria would always give her the sweater she had knitted for Hazel and her.They treated her like family even with her great financial status.Aunt Maria was a mother she had and loved, because she never got the love from her mother..She remembered when she first saw her period. Aunt Maria was the one who guided her.Her

**HAZEL'S HOUSE**Ixora exhaled deeply."How could a doctor make such a silly mistake? And why didn't you think of telling me? Why didn't you inform me before I went to steal my boss' watch? Do you know the deep shit I've gotten myself into? Do you!?" Ixora yelled, running her hands through her hair.Hazel stood. "Ixora, breathe in. I had no idea that the doctor misplaced the text result.""You should have called me. You should have found a way to tell me. If I had known, I would never have stolen from my boss. I wouldn't be here dying of guilt.""I tried calling you Xoxo, but I couldn't reach you," Hazel said.Ixora took out her phone from her back pocket and checked her call history."See, I didn't receive any calls from you.""There was no network, you don't expect to see my calls."Ixora let the phone slip out of her hand and slowly sat on the couch."You have no idea what I've gotten myself into," she mumbled.Hazel sat beside her and held her shoulder."You just have to return t

[HELL DEVILS HIDEOUT]Drexton stared at the bitch who had already passed out from the hot sex. He wasn't surprised, though. No one could handle his monster—not a single one of them.He traced his gaze down to his monster, before walking into the bathroom—not like sex ever gave him pleasure.He stood in front of his mirror, as he stroked his monster...but it remained the same. He felt nothing, absolutely nothing. No pleasure. No sensation. Just numbness.Knowing no matter how he stroked it, he would remain the same. He left it as he recalled the doctor's words.---"Just as I suspected, he's suffering from a rare condition called tactile hypoesthesia," Doctor Joanna said after conducting the check-up on Drexton."Tactile Hypoesthesia? What is that?" Caius asked.Doctor Joanna pulled out some files from her drawer and showed them to Caius."As we can see here, the ability for him to feel sensation is very low. Tactile hypoesthesia is a reduced sense of touch or sensation in a specific a