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All Chapters of The Billionaires Game : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

Lucy's POVThe first thing I felt was the silk.It was soft and cold, and entirely strange to me. My bed at home was hard, strong and quite a lot like torture. All it took was to give me an awful body ache and feel miserable all day.I cracked open my eyes to see a white ceiling with gold accents, washed in the soft light of morning. For a second, I didn’t move. I couldn’t. My mouth was dry. My head pounded. My throat was as if I’d drunk sand.This wasn’t my bed.And that wasn’t my ceiling.Where the hell was I?I bolted upright, panting, sheet falling to my waist. My whole skin crawled with fright. My dress from the night before hung from a velvet chair, as if it had been ripped away in a rush.One of his heels lay beneath the marble coffee table. The other was missing. It was as though a tornado had gone through wearing Louboutin.I felt a presence and turned to the side and froze.There was someone next to me.His chest was heaving up and down. He was snoring softly.A man. I had a

Chapter 2

Shane's POVI remembered her name. Lucy. She had told me at the party and it stuck. That was the only reasonable thing I did other than standing like an idiot while her picture was being taken.My phone buzzed from somewhere in the room. I didn’t move. My brain felt like it was wading through fog laced with static.What the hell happened last night? Did I force her? Had I done the worst?I shut the door and leaned against it, then started to rub my face hard enough for it to hurt. I could still taste the wine. It was bitter and off, like it had been laced with something metallic. I remembered drinking it with her at the bar. I remembered laughing.And then…Nothing.Not how we got here. Not if anything happened. Just her in my bed, and this dull throb in my skull that hadn’t let go since sunrise.The buzz came again. This time from the table. My phone lit up with messages. Dozens of them.I opened the first notification:TMZ: “Unknown Woman Leaves Shane Wilson’s Suite in Last Night’s

Chapter 3

Lucy's POVI gaped at him for three full seconds and then swung for the nearest thing I could use as a weapon…one of my ceramic pineapple vases. Since I moved in, it had been gathering dust on the window ledge. I never even liked pineapples.“Get out!” I screamed, lifting it over my head.Shane didn’t flinch or even blink. He just went in and closed the door like a man who’d never heard the word “no.”He said more calmly. “I didn’t come here to fight you.“You invaded my apartment uninvited!” I yelled.I needed to stop shouting. It was taking a toll on my voice and health.“You weren’t answering your buzzer.”“So you just stalked me like some Wall Street lunatic?”I watched him slid his hand into the pockets of his tailored coat. “Can we sit…”“Touch one chair and I swear to God…”“Lucy.” His voice cut through mine like steel. Not loud. Just… steady. “I’m trying to fix this.”I lowered the vase an inch. “Fix what? My life? You ruined it.”“I didn’t ruin it.”“You didn’t stop it either

Chapter 4

Lucy's POVShe slammed the ring box shut.“You're crazy!” Lucy snarled, leaping up from the sofa as if it scorched her. “So some shiny rock gives you the right to fix my life?”“I think it gives you a way out,” I said evenly, watching her pace like a cornered animal.Her hands shook. “You want me to smile for the cameras and play your pretty little fiancée, just so you can come out squeaky clean?”“No,” I said, rising slowly. “I want you to stop being ripped apart by strangers who don’t know you. And I want the people who set this up to know they didn’t win.”She whirled on me. “By what—marrying me on paper and parading me like a brand asset?”I stepped closer. “Do you want them to keep dragging your name through the dirt? You’ve seen what they’re calling you. A user. A side piece. That’s their story. Unless we give them a better one.”“You mean your story.”“I mean ours,” I said, voice low. “Even if it’s fake.”She blinked, silenced for a second. I saw it…the crack in her armor. That

Chapter 5

Lucy's POVI shouldn’t have gotten in that car.The leather seats were too smooth. The air was too quiet. And the man beside me was too unreadable.Shane had the look of someone born to drive, our lips sealed together, hands not moving at all even as he’d recently tricked me into pretending to be his fiancée. Or perhaps that was the scariest thing, how unworried he seemed to be.“You could’ve brought men lower dating at my place,” I said, with my arms crossed, staring at the skyline.“You don’t live there anymore,” he said without looking at me.I scoffed. “Excuse me?”“It doesn’t fit the narrative,” he said. “My fiancée doesn’t sleep in a shoebox with a leaky radiator and three locks on the door. You’re staying with me now.”“This isn’t real, remember?”He finally looked at me. “It has to look real.”The car slowed before a glass tower that glittered, like a weapon, in the night. Sure he was living here in the kind of place with valet parking and security guards in suits, not uniform

Chapter 6

Lucy’s POV I stared up at him, resisting the urge to rearrange that smug face of his. He walked into my life in some strange way. Now he thought he could control it? “I’m not marrying you. I’m not getting married to anyone,” I yelled, forcing the words through my teeth, but he simply shrugged down a cup of water. He leaned down until we were eye level. So close that I could feel his breath on my face, and I took a step back. The sides of his lips curled up, igniting a spark of fear inside. “That’s not what the papers say, Lucy,” his voice came out dark, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. My temper grew, but I only watched him, unable to do anything. “I want a divorce,” I muttered without thinking. Shane stared at me for a second, like he just noticed something odd, and then a loud chuckle filled the room, making the knot in my stomach tighten. “You should know that getting a divorce isn’t easy,” I fought the urge to groan. It made no sense. Why would he do this? Why w

Chapter 7

Lucy’s POV We walked up the stairs, his hand around my waist while I tried to breathe. “Mr. Shane,” a reporter yelled, and we both turned to him. “What are you doing with Miss Lucy?” The balding man asked with zeal in his eyes. Shane turned to him with a warm smile and fond eyes. “She’s my wife.” Gasps filled the air, and men rushed to write it down. “Miss Lucy!” another called, and I looked around, trying to place a face, but that seemed harder than I expected. “Is the marriage all fake?” I stopped in shock, turning to Shane. His eyes searched the crowd, and I caught his jaw tick. We couldn’t place the reporter, but whoever had said that was loud enough, and the reporters whispered amongst themselves. I cursed under my breath, already dreading the night to come. “Mr., is it true? Was the marriage all planned?” The balding man asked, shoving the microphone in my face. Shane’s grip on my waist tightened, and he led me away. “That wasn’t supposed to happen, was it?” I aske

Chapter 8

Lucy’s Pov My whole body went stiff, and I racked my brain, trying to recall all the self-defence videos I had binged on—after a guy chased me home. Was it the neck or the arm I’m supposed to twist? I gripped his arm, and my courage shrivelled as nothing worked. Whoever was behind me let out a chuckle. My back slammed against the wall, and I was met with a pair of black eyes. Not brown, fucking black. A wave of fear washed over me as I took him in, not moving a muscle. He pulled away, and I took in a closer view of his face. They were hardly there, but I could place similarities. Similarities to Shane. “So this is the lady who’s been the cause of so much trouble,” he muttered in a low tone. He had a light British accent, and I might not have caught onto it if he wasn’t standing so close. “I’m sorry, but I have no idea what you mean. I mainly came to make a donation for the homeless kids,” I replied with a grin so warm it could melt an iceberg. The stranger’s lips curled up

Chapter 9

Shane’s POV I felt her against mine, but I had no thought of returning the kiss. Not that I didn’t find her attractive. Heck, she was one of the most attractive women I had seen. Scratch that, she was the most attractive woman I had ever been with, but I couldn’t bring myself to kiss her back. Not after all that had happened. Her attraction wasn’t hard to notice, but I was going to wait till she was fully sober. I pulled away, breaking the kiss, and her eyes widened in shock. “You don’t want to kiss me?” she asked, pouting her mouth, but I didn't give any answer as the elevator dings open. I walked out while still guiding her, while I tried to ignore the weight in my pants. Her lips only brushed mine, and now it was hard? That didn’t make sense. Tucking her in, I strode towards my room. My suit came off, and I turned, heading for my office when my phone buzzed with an incoming call from my publicist. She hardly ever called herself except if it was bad. Letting out a sigh,

Chapter 10

Lucy’s POV I gasped as Dwayne went crashing to the floor. Naomi let out a scream, and she tried to help him up. Shane clenched his fist, and just as he was about to advance for them, I grabbed his arm. He turned to me, his blue eyes dark with rage. “Stop it; you’re making a scene,” I whispered, glancing at the patrons. They gawked at us, whispering, and I could recognise some from the gala. Shane let out a deep breath before turning to Dwayne. “That’s for stirring up false news about my fiancée,” he muttered, and my eyes widened as soon as the whispers grew. Dwayne let out a low chuckle, rising to his feet. The area just below his eyes had taken an ugly purple colour. “You have no proof that I did something like that,” Dwayne muttered, dusting his custom-made suit. Despite the fact that he had just been publicly humiliated, he still carried himself with immense pride. Shane took out a paper from under his suit, throwing it to the table. Naomi glanced at him, and slowly

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