All Chapters of Billionairess By Survival : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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A night together

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW The sunlight hit my face before my alarm did.I blinked slowly, not ready to move or even think too hard. I just laid there, letting the golden light spill into my room and stretched across the sheets like it had no care in the world. For a moment, I didn’t either. I didn’t want to stress. Didn’t want to worry. Not about work. Not about this growing life inside me. Not about Liam Foster.But of course, I remembered.I was going for an event tonight. One of those big ones where women in power dressed to kill and the world watched in admiration or envy. The type where everyone’s perfume fought for dominance and you couldn’t blink without someone snapping a photo.I rolled to my side and reached for my phone.Six digits later, my screen unlocked—and what greeted me was not the usual flood of emails or meeting reminders.It was a message.From Liam.> “Good morning, Seirra. I hope you slept okay. I was thinking... if it’s not too much, maybe we could go to the even

Seirra Morgan

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW The lights dimmed a little more and the voice from the speakers echoed clearly around the room. They were calling people up. Awards, recognitions, handshakes and applause. I watched it all calmly, clapping when necessary, smiling when expected. I mean, that’s what you do, right? Show up, look presentable, don’t let your emotions slip through the cracks.But then I heard a name.A name that made every single nerve in my body go stiff.Tessa Black.The applause was loud—cheers even. Some people stood up, clapping like she was some queen of success.And for a second, I froze.Everything around me just disappeared, and all I could see was her smug face. Her laughter echoing in my head. Her hands clapping, not for me, but for my pain. My failures. My breakdowns.And like a switch flipped in my brain, memories hit me hard.Logan’s voice. His fists. His insults. The way he slammed doors like my silence was louder than my screams. The way I bled, cried, begged—while Te

Just a sprinkle

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW Okay so, let’s backtrack a bit.Liam Foster, being the walking sweetheart that he is, decided to drop me off after the event. And by “decided,” I mean he literally made it feel like the most natural, most respectful thing ever. No pressure. No funny moves. Just vibes and dim car lights.He didn’t even ask questions about Logan or Tessa or my not-so-fairy-tale past. And believe me, I wasn’t about to give him that tragic monologue either. Nope. Some things are still filed under not now, not yet, maybe never.The car ride was calm. That kind of silence that’s not awkward but comforting. And just when I thought he’d say a regular goodnight like a normal person, Liam turned his head to me, that stupid soft smile on his face and said—“I really enjoyed tonight.”I blinked. “Really? You enjoyed standing next to me while everyone misread the situation?”He chuckled. “Yes. I enjoyed the quality time. Just us. No titles.”Just us.I had to smile. “Wow. You must really be

Not here to beg

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW The sun was already peeking through the sheer white curtains before I even opened my eyes.It wasn’t harsh—just that warm, soft glow that makes you feel like you’re waking up inside a Pinterest board. I stretched out lazily, my legs tangling in the silk sheets. For a second, I just stared up at the ceiling, completely still.Mornings like this?Yeah, no matter how much money you stack or how many properties you flip, nature always hits different. No thermostat, no sunrise alarm, no fake daylight bulb can mimic this. Just real golden light slipping through the glass, reminding you the world is still spinning whether you're ready or not.And God, I was not ready.Not for the emails. Not for the contracts. Not even for the “Good morning ☀️” text I already knew was sitting in my phone.Liam freaking Foster.I let out a long exhale, dragged myself up from the bed, and padded barefoot toward the window. I pulled the curtain aside, letting the full warmth kiss my skin

A date with Mr CEO

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEWLiam came right on time. Like, right on the damn dot. No knocking, no unnecessary honking—just a text: “I’m outside.” I don’t know what it is about punctual men, but God knew what He was doing when He created that trait.I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I wasn’t doing too much, but I also wasn’t doing less. Body-hugging black dress, square neckline, gold accessories and that soft makeup beat that screams rich but unbothered. Hair was up in a sleek bun, giving “I have my life together” energy, even if I still had unread emails sitting on my laptop.I grabbed my clutch and walked out. The car? Gorgeous. Deep charcoal with that matte finish and soft cream interior that felt like it belonged in a movie. Liam stepped out and opened the door for me like a gentleman—which, let’s be honest, I appreciated but I wasn’t about to start swooning over.“Hey,” he said with a soft smile. His cologne hit me before his voice did. Clean. Warm. Not too spicy. Expensi

Assumptions and Other

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW“Excuse me, Liam?” I raised a brow, my tone sharper than I intended.He blinked. “Sorry for asking.”“You should be sorry,” I snapped. “And what exactly gave you the impression I’ve met Bianca Brown?”He shifted, rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t mean anything by it. Just… the way you were so quick to defend her, I assumed—”“Well, you assumed wrong.”I said it flatly, my frown deepening.I had met Bianca Brown. Just once. But he didn’t need to that...Okay, so maybe I was pushing a little hard.Fine—a lot hard.But can you blame me?I mean, most of the time when a guy starts saying “my ex had issues”, it’s code for “I drove her crazy then gaslit her for reacting.” And for someone like me who’s seen too much and grown from even more, I wasn’t about to just sit there and let some smooth-talking billionaire paint himself as Prince Charming without question.But still.Here was Liam Foster—sitting across from me in this elegant, candlelit restaurant with crys

Tucked away secrets

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW I sat stiff in the backseat, fingers fidgeting on my lap like I was some nervous schoolgirl. But why? I kept telling myself it wasn’t because Logan’s car was right behind us, inches from Liam’s. No, that couldn’t be it. I tried to steady my breath, but my heart kept beating like it wanted out. It was ridiculous, honestly. I didn’t even want Liam to know the real reason.Liam glanced at me from the corner of his eye, that calm, easy look he always wore. “Hey, you alright?” His voice was soft, like he could tell something was off even though I wasn’t giving anything away.I forced a smile. “I’m fine. Just tired, I guess.”He wasn’t buying it. “You don’t look fine. Why’re you so nervous all of a sudden?”I shifted, trying to hide the tightness in my chest. “I’m not nervous. Stop it.”Liam chuckled, but it wasn’t mocking. “Seirra, come on. You’re not fooling me. Is something bothering you?”I swallowed hard, staring out the window like the trees passing by held som

The woman i used to be

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW The rain had barely begun, but the air was already thick—thick with everything unsaid, with everything spiraling out of control. It felt like the universe chose this exact moment to crack open and pour chaos all over me.Bianca’s voice sliced through the tension like a blade. “I helped you, Sierra,” she said, dragging her hand down Liam’s shoulder like she was petting something she owned. My jaw clenched. “That night when Logan tossed you out like garbage, I was the one who picked you up. I gave you cash. I gave you a place to stay. And this is how you repay me? By crawling after my boyfriend?”I swear, I felt the world tilt. My heart was beating so loud I could barely hear the rain anymore.“Bianca,” I said tightly, trying to keep my voice calm even though I wanted to scream, “You don’t own Liam. And I never asked for your help.”She rolled her eyes, her smile taunting. “No, you just used it. Like you use everything. That’s who you are, Sierra.”Before I could

One night was all I wanted

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW The door slammed shut behind me like a thunderclap.I didn’t care that I was dripping all over the floor, or that my heels were soaked, or that my mascara had probably made a mess of my entire face. I dumped my purse on the bed like it had offended me, dragging in deep, shaky breaths as if that would help ease the heat under my skin.Becca appeared in the hallway, eyes wide. “Whoa. What the hell happened to you?”I didn’t answer. I just peeled off my coat and tossed it to the floor.“Sierra,” she said again, stepping into my room, arms crossed. “You look like a storm chewed you up and spat you out. What happened?”I blinked hard. Once. Twice. And then it just slipped out. “The date was ruined.”Her brows furrowed. “Wait. Ruined? By who?”“Logan,” I spat the name like poison. “Of course it was Logan.”Becca's face fell. “Oh no... what did he do?”I sat on the edge of my bed, the rain from my dress soaking into the duvet, but I didn’t care. “He showed up. Out of

The enemies you let in

SEIRRA'S POINT OF VIEW I woke up to an empty apartment and the smell of stale rain clinging to my windows. Becca was already gone—no surprise there. She never stayed long in her own place, always moving, always chasing the next paycheck or deadline. That woman lived in fast-forward.I sat up slowly, my body still aching from everything that had happened last night. The conversation. The rain. The stares. The chaos. It all felt like a blurry fever dream—except the ache in my chest was real. The ache always made sure I remembered.I dragged myself to the bathroom and brushed my teeth like a zombie. My reflection stared back at me like it didn’t even recognize who I was anymore. My lips were dry. My eyes, tired. I looked like a woman who had fought too many silent battles and didn’t know if she was winning any of them.After splashing cold water on my face, I reached for my phone. No missed calls. No messages. Nothing from Liam.My stomach twisted, but I didn’t let it show on my face. I

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