All Chapters of The Billionaires Game : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Shane’s POVWe didn’t have a second to waste. I told Martin and the nurse to pack up fast. But when I saw how slow it would be, I made the guards help them gather the few important things they could fit in their pockets. Lucy held Xandra’s hand while I checked outside through the window. The sound of the chopper blades echoed faintly in the sky. The air felt heavy. I could already feel trouble coming.“The chopper needs to leave in a minute before they come. Or it's in vain,” one of the guards said. “Our spy is trying not to get caught.”He was right. My eyes instinctively went to Lucy and I walked up to her.“Move,” I said. “We’re leaving now.”The guards opened the door, and we stepped out into the cold air. I held Lucy and Xandra’s hands running towards the chopper, guiding them. The snow made everything worse. It was heavy and the old nurse was shaking, holding a small bag to her chest. Martin helped her walk faster. Lucy kept turning her face to look at me as we hurried down the

Meredith’s POV I walked down the passageway and pushed the door open. Raymond’s voice hit me right away. He was yelling on the phone, loud and angry. “Useless fools! I said I wanted them dead!” he shouted. His voice was sharp, full of rage. “Do I have to do everything myself?” He slammed the phone down. The sound made me jump in my skin. Then he kicked a chair across the room, sending it flying into the wall. The case on his desk followed next and glass scattered everywhere. He turned the table over, and the crash made my heart jump again. I couldn't move. I didn’t know if walking away or staying was better. My hands were shaking. I stopped breathing, hoping he wouldn't see me. Then he spoke, his back still facing me. “You can come in, Meredith. Do you plan to stay there all day? You know I can feel you right? Your scent is not that hard to pick up.” I swallowed and stepped inside slowly. My feet felt heavy. He turned around, his eyes cold. “Your dear stepson is causing problems

Shane's POVLucy was in my arms, her head resting against my chest. I held her tighter, not wanting to let go. It had been so long since I felt this peace. Her hair smelled like strawberries, and her soft breathing made my chest rise and fall in rhythm.“You know,” I said, brushing a strand of hair from her face, “you look like you missed me.”She looked up at me, eyes dreamy and warm. I grinned. “What? Why are you staring at me like that? You planning something?”She smiled faintly. “Maybe I am.”I chuckled. “Oh really? Should I be worried?”Her lips curved wider. “No. You’re safe.”“Safe?” I teased, lowering my head close to hers. “Are you sure? Because that look says you want something.”She blinked, cheeks turning red. “You’re full of yourself.”I laughed softly. “So you don’t want me, huh?”Her hand flew to my chest and gave me a light slap. “Stop saying things like that!”I groaned playfully, holding the spot. “Ow. That hurt.”“It didn’t,” she said, rolling her eyes.I smiled. “

Caleb’s POVHis hands were on my lips refusing to let go. His warmth pressed into my back.He was close — too close. I could smell that stupid cologne he wore. I hated that I remembered it.“Mmmhmmm—” I tried to mumble, but his hand stayed firm over my mouth. My phone vibrated on my other hand with Shane's voice on the speaker.Marco snatched the phone from my grip and whispered right against my ear, “Calm down, sweetheart. It’s just me.”My heart raced. “Give it back,” I tried to say, but it came out muffled.He answered the call. “Hey, Shane,” Marco said, his voice calm and lazy like he was sipping wine instead of breaking into my house.I was frozen like a board.“Where’s Caleb?” Shane’s voice came sharp through the speaker. “Why did the alarm go off?”“There’s no alarm,” Marco said smoothly, leaning his elbow on the armrest beside me. “Just a romantic night with my boyfriend.”I almost choked. I pushed his hand away. “What the hell are you—”He covered my mouth again, smirking lik

Caleb's POVI heard the sound of my zipper descend slowly. My breathing grew more shallow and slowed. I gasped loudly. Marco's mouth brushed against my neck. He nipped hard but not painfully, rather causing me to shiver. His mouth grazed that sensitive place below my ear. It delivered zaps down my back. My hand gripped his arm. I did this because my legs turned wobbly.His hand slid smoothly into my pants. Fingers wrapped around me there. I couldn't do anything about it. A shaky, low moan escaped. He started pumping his hand up and down. It was too good. I pressed my lip shut harder to suppress any noise from within. I tried to stay silent, not to give away how much I liked it.“Don't,” Marco answered. His voice was stern. But I didn't comply. I kept biting, trying to toughen the moan inside. Then he stopped moving his hand. And I was left hollow and depressed. My body needed more, but he pulled away. I opened my eyes, looking at him confused.“Why'd you stop?” I asked. My voice was t