All Chapters of The Billionaires Game : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Shane's POV “CHAMPIONS!" “MVP!” My team and supporters screamed as I lifted the trophy. The confetti poured from the ceiling, sticking to the sweat on my body. The captain leaped over to us, and carried the trophy as we all cheered. Then, I saw him, standing at the other side, with his teammates in the background looking gloomy..some slapped him on the back while the others looked at us, and shook their heads. He was angry, his face showed it. His fists clenched and his face turned red. Our eyes met and I smirked. He could be a sore loser all he wanted. I looked away from him, and joined my team in celebrating. I didn't abandon him. He did it to me and challenged me to get better. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him take his jersey and throw it to the floor before leaving he court. I got tired of taking pictures and disappeared to the men's restroom the second I saw the chance. There was no way I was sacrificing my balls for some pictures that wouldn't make it to my alb

Dwayne’s POV “Don't bother,” I muttered, sipping my drink. “Why not? Look at what he did to you,” she complained. “Mom, I know. I saw myself earlier. Don't act yet.”She froze, examining me with her eyes. “Have you gone soft, Dwayne?”I dropped the whiskey, then raised my gaze to her. For a second, I saw a flash of Shane smiling at me from when we were kids. Our laughs and giggles as we played, chasing each other. But it was useless to me now. I blinked and the memory disappeared. “How's your husband?” I asked, my voice went dead flat. “He's been handled,” she said, smiling wickedly. I raised a brow. What did she mean by ‘handled’? “What did you do?” I asked. “He'll be dead by the end of the week. I paid someone to take him off. Who knew having doctors around would be a plus?” She said proudly. “He's not going to wake up. Why not leave him as a vegetable?” I asked, masking my feelings of not supporting her. “Nah, him breathing gives Shane enough time to keep ruing our plans

Lucy's POV I shuddered, not from his touch but from her voice. She sounded like she would tear me to pieces. Shane's hand froze, but didn't move away. I turned to look behind, staring at Meredith's angry face. Her angry face was scary enough, but when I tried to stand, Shane's hand pressed harder, forcing me to remain put. I turned my gaze to him watching him give her the blank cold glare. Meredith feet moved fast, coming over to us. Her eyes danced around Shane's face and mine, stopping at his hands. I felt my cheeks heat up as she stared at his hands on my thigh. “Who gave you the same right to have my things thrown out of my room?” She asked, her voice threatening to go higher any second. Shane remained calm and slowly raised his gaze to meet hers. “Your room?” He asked. “Are you deaf?” She asked, her voice thundering. Shane ignored her and looked at me. “You should rest,” he said. Meredith began ranting. “I would if you got the hell out. What are you doing back here? Didn

Lucy's POV “Shane…” I moaned, throwing my head back as I parted my thighs more, and slowly pressed two fingers down over my clit, barely touching it.“Oh God…” I gasped, circling my fingers around it once, slowly and teasing. I gasped, feeling the quiver. I could see his face clearly, his hands directing mine. “Do you like that, baby?” His deep voice asked, pushing me further. I bit my lips, holding back a moan as his jaw brushed past mine, and his lips took mine. “Let me please you, milady,” his voice breathed on my neck, sending goosebumps over my skin. “Do you want that?” He asked, making me gasp as I tried to hold back. His warm hands moved down, teasing my clit. “Yes, baby,” I breathed. “Do you like that, baby?”I nodded, unable to talk as the pleasure built inside me. “Do you want me to go deeper?”“Y…yes,” I stuttered. “Please.”“Patience, darling,” he breathed and pushed a finger in. “Mmm,” I moaned, feeling the stretch in my walls. His fingers filled my hole, but I

Lucy’s POV“Fuck,” I whimpered, my hands flying into his hair, holding on for dear life as his mouth worked between my thighs, tongue circling my clit in maddening, slow laps. I was already close—too close.His moan vibrated through me. He licked deeper, hungrier. His hands held my thighs tighter as my legs shook, holding me in place. My legs closed together to lessen the pleasure, but he opened them up and made them wider. He drank up my juice like a hungry man.“Shane, you do that again, and I’m going to —”“Not yet,” he snarled into me, his lips wet with my wetness. He looked up, and that smirk nearly made me fall apart right then. “You don’t get to cum without my permission.”My lips parted. Stunned. I was aching for more. His left hand moved down my shaky thigh. I looked down, moaning as my eyes locked on his. His eyes turned darker, telling me we were only starting. I breathed when he stopped, and began to loosen his belt. He threw them off and my eyes glorified his body. His