All Chapters of Tempting The Billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2Emily's POV " I'm so sorry, if I knew you did not remember I would have not said anything at least till you left the hospital " Tasha said, her eyes holding remorse but i shrugged it off." It's fine. Can I...can I see the post again?" I asked her.She looked at me unsurely for a minute, as though contemplating if she could fulfill my request, but eventually, she handed me over her phone and the smiling face of the couples attacked me, the two people who were supposed to be the closest to me, doing this to me three months before my formal marriage with my fiance of five years.I could see my parents at the back ground too, shining their perfect teeth as they looked so proud of their daughter, after all I was just the adopted one.I knew I was adopted from the moment I opened my eyes and that was because I was already nine when they adopted me.They were the best parents I could ever wish for. The way they pampered and cared for me like their own.I was fourteen when I foun

CHAPTER 4I scoffed inwardly. I spotted Karen a few moments ago. She was putting on a backless dress that left nothing to the imagination. I found it irritating that she thought she could school me when her own precious daughter was dressed like an online slut." I won't be taking it off mum. You should go check on the kitchen staff" I said, ignoring the slight twinge of guilt that pricked my heart.I would never talk so rudely to her. But she deserved it. Not after all her ruthless attitude towards me the moment she got back the daughter that she loved.Her face turned a bright shade of pink as she stared at me." Don't you dare talk to me like that" she said, gritting her teeth.I refused to meet her gaze as I tried to walk away.I could hear her audible gasp as I walked into the party, my legs shaking from the encounter I just had with her." I did not think you would come" Louis said, looking me dead in the eye." Why? Because you decided to get married to my slut of a sister? The

Chapter six Malcolm “Here, dry your eyes!” I whispered, offering her a tissue.Through a foggy gaze and with shaky hands, she took the tissue paper from me and dabbed her tears splattered cheeks, wiping off tons of make-up in the process.Watching her squeeze the soft paper as if it could offer some form of solace, as if pouring her aggression on the paper could alleviate the pain she hoarded inside, pierced me in the chest like a hot dagger.I didn't know how long I was going to watch her hurt herself or let some motherfuckers who didn't care about her hurt with their words and actions.“Do you want to make them pay for everything they've done to you?” I asked, gently, but with the tenacity of a wounded beast.I watched her nod, unsure of my next statement. I had no idea how she was going to take the idea going through my mind. Nevertheless, I still gave it a shot.“Then marry me. Let's give them what to talk about.”Emily froze, as did my brain. I was up for an adventure, yes, and

Chapter eightEmilyA thousand and one pair of optical orbs flashed before me and the voice that broke the stillness came like a gunshot, a silent wail. It was the unmistakable sound of my mother’s scoff: a dry, brittle sound that hovered between a scoff and a cruel laugh, as if mocking me for daring to show my face. I'd known that sound my entire life, but never before had it felt so sharp, so final, like it did that evening. I didn't see her, but I knew she was up, on the middle floor, peering down at me through her nose.Regardless, I took that brave step into the room, each step feeling like a mile. Then I caught it, the scent of lilies - my grandfather’s favorite, mingled with the sterile undertone of polished wood and old money. As I walked past the living room into the drawing room, ignoring familiar faces who did the same - none reached out to me, nor smiled. They simply watched, like vultures circling around a living prey, feeding on its fear.At the far end of the drawing

Chapter tenEmilyAs expected, nobody received the news with a light heart, and it was already anticipated. Louis went all crazy when he received the news that by 5:30 am the next morning, he was at my front door banging like a destitute dog.“Who's there?” I had no idea who the idiot was when I flew to the door, else I would've snuggled deeper into my blanket and allowed the late July rain to drive me to sleep.Louis was inside my house the moment I let the door open, pacing like a wounded lion whose next mission was revenge.“What is this about?” I started, following him with my eyes.“You tell me,” he replied, stopping momentarily.“What do you mean?”“Don't play games with me, Emily.” Louis yelled, anger visible in his eyes.“No I wouldn't. I don't think playing games with you would be that fun. Besides, I don't go playing around with a piece of crumb I'd tossed to my sister.”That hit! I only realised what I'd said after it splurged out of my mouth. Whoa, where did I get that fro