All Chapters of The Billionaires Game : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Melissa's POVMy body trembled as his hand held my neck. I fumbled some words out of my lips. “Th… this is… wrong,” I stammered.“Wrong?” his voice echoed, and his lips pulled so close to my ear, caressing the skin. “That has never held you back before.”“Piss off, you piece of…”His choke on my neck tightened, and I couldn't breathe. “I have warned you to watch your language with me. I won't repeat it again.”I gasped, panting for air and felt my face burn up until he released. I sucked in large chunks of breath and coughed.He was crazy. My face remained turned to the other side, fallen from his while I swallowed as much air as I could.“If you weren't so…” I began, raising my face, but he came closer, smirking as he taunted me.“What? If I wasn't so what? Handsome?”“Don't flatter yourself. You're not the only man on the planet.”“But you can't move on, can you?” he asked, and I gritted my teeth.“You think too highly of yourself,” I lashed out, my voice managing a whisper.“Should

Lucy’s POV The first thing I noticed when I walked into the studio was the lady in front sitting on the stool while the makeup artist did her face. From her side profile, I could tell who it was. When she stood up and turned to leave, her eyes landed on mine and for a split second I could see the fear in her eyes. “Ma, Lucy,” one of the stylists called and I smiled, moving my attention to her. “Yes,” I answered, walking forward as the woman gestured for me to sit in the chair before her. Melissa walked off, and I knew she was scared I would eat her up. Well, I had no intentions to. I still longed for our friendship even if I was very angry. But something kept bugging me. The way she easily switched from a good friend that protected me to someone different overnight kept me on my toes. I was worried for her. Could it be that she was blackmailed into doing it? The makeup artist got to work. One styled my hair and the other applied my makeup. My makeup was light with a thick eyelin

Dwayne's POVShe slowly reached down and picked them up, her eyes staring in horror at them.I watched her, taking in her expression.Yes, I had done some digging ever since I found out I was Mr. Wilson's biological son. I traced our old home to find out truths and asked a lot of questions. Maybe even had someone spy on Shane when he went on a business trip.They weren’t able to report everything he did because he was smart and avoided tracks as if he knew he was being followed, but I found something else. And I was going to get to the bottom of it.Her eyes turned red, and her body shook as she looked at me. I rested my voice and spoke calmly. “What are you hiding from me?”Her voice cracked, then broke. “I don’t have anything to hide from you.”“Then you don’t mind explaining why my hospital records are missing, Mother?” I asked.Her eyes confirmed what I knew. She was lying.“Should I refresh your memory? You stalked Shane’s mother and worked as a nurse in the same hospital,” I sta

Meredith's POV “She's very intriguing,” I muttered, catching my breath and controlling it. I was playing a dangerous game and I knew it, but it had to be done. After I was sure I had my breath still, I slowly peeked my head out and checked the hallway one last time, making sure no one saw me and fully brought myself out. I left the hospital the same way I came in, fully disguised, and rushed to the elevator, pressing the button frantically. The door opened and I stepped into it with a couple of people inside. I was a bit angry but couldn't do anything about it and stayed silent until the elevator doors opened again, letting me out. I walked out of the hospital with my head low to avoid the hospital cameras capturing my face, even with the disguise. I was being extra careful and tried not to look suspicious. I got to my car parked on another street and opened it. Then I got in, sat down, and took off my glasses and exhaled. I got rid of the scarf and tossed it to the passenger

Meredith's POV“Oh God. I’m going to die!” the pregnant brunette screamed. “Get this baby out of me, please!”“Please, calm down, ma’am,” one of the nurses pleaded. I was scared out of my wits. Watching the other lady spread her legs and scream made me swear I’d never have a baby in my life. I wasn’t going to go through this—ever.I looked away and my eyes landed on her. Caroline. Unlike the other woman, she was drawing breaths and gasping. She acted more relaxed even with the sweat pouring down her face.Her face was red, hair plastered on her face and temple, and she kept biting her lips and squeezing the pillow tightly.Oh God. I am never doing this. No matter how much I love a man. My heart sank and I held my chest.Caroline’s eyes fell on mine and there was a look of recognition. I acted calm and looked away, feeling terrified. I felt her gaze lingering on me.I heard her scream again and I blew hot air from my mouth. It hit back my face and I shivered. I turned to see her grip t