All Chapters of The Billionaire's Prisoner Wife: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Sasha’s POV I narrowed my eyes as I stared at the water in the tub. It was enough to submerge me and give me a a thorough cleansing soak but I didn't feel the perfume was enough. The room stank with sweet-smelling flowery scent but I still felt like it wasn't enough.I poured the whole content of the bottle of expensive bath perfume into the water and slid into the tub, content with how the scent suffused me. I wanted to smell so sensual that Damon had trouble fighting off the lust he would definitely feel for me.“Isn't that too much?” Betsy groaned as she walked into my bedroom, a few minutes after I got out of the bath.I snorted. “I don't remember asking for your opinion.”“Sorry, Madam Sasha.” She bowed, but not quick enough for me not to catch the twist of her nose.“Do I smell?”Her eyes widened with horror as she realized that I had seen her action. “I'm sorry. I can't stand it when someone uses too much perfume.”I winced at her reminder that I had done it too much. “Style m

Sasha’s POV “What did you do?” Damon accused the moment he walked into the house, his gaze fixed on me. I knew what he was talking about. He was too smart for his own good. Why couldn't he have the same brain as his mother? Why couldn't he be more trusting? Why did he always have to suspect everyone around him?I shrugged though, pretending not to know what he was talking.His gaze hardened and he stepped forward, his hands curled with rage. I flinched as he stepped forward, afraid that he would hit me even though he had never done that before. He placed his hands on my shoulders and I exhaled in relief. I wished he would pull me closer and draw me into his arms though. That would have been a perfect beginning to a wonderful night.A night he had no idea what more was in store for him.If he was this angry because he suspected that I had something to do with his mother's call, I had no doubt his anger the next morning after the success of my plan would be a volcano.Did I care? No.

Damon’s POV Fuck.That was how I felt the moment I woke up. And as I stared as my naked dick lying limp and out in the open, I hoped I hadn't spent the last few hours doing just that.The thought of confirming that I had indeed slept with Sasha almost made me have a heart attack.Subconsciously, I knew something was wrong the moment I felt air directly on my dick. I woke up and realized that I was undressed. And I didn't remember doing that before I went to bed.There was only one person that could have done that. I turned to where the culprit was meant to be, hoping that she was still in the room. She was there, seated right there on the edge of the bed and smirking at me.“What happened last night, Sasha?” I asked, my eyes narrowed at her.“What do you think happened last night?” She smirked again.I wanted to rise up and slap her hard across the face till she lost that stupid smirk of hers. Damn her for smirking. Damn her for thinking this was funny. Damn her for thinking that the

Nora's POV “It's not what you think.” He breathed.“What do I think, Damon?” I asked, folding my arms.He sighed. “You think I slept with Sasha.”“Did you?”Please say no. I mentally begged him. Please tell me how wrong I was.He exhaled, his shoulders sagging with defeat. “I don't know.”“What do you mean by that?” He shrugged, his voice breaking as he spoke. “I don't really know. I hope I didn't.” Then he proceeded to tell me the most unbelievable story ever.And I smiled. That was indeed what Sasha would have done.What a despicable woman.What a fox.Damon exhaled beside me, his relief evident in the way his sigh was long and drawn. “You believe me?”I nodded, a smile dancing in my eyes. “Of course, I do. You are my man. What am I doing if I don't trust you?”“I'm your man?” He breathed, his voice filled with wonder.I rolled my eyes at how cute he looked. “Didn't you hear me say something else, like how I trust you?”He snorted as if the words weren't of utmost importance as th

Nora's POV “Who sent you?” I asked after the third delivery of flowers, my heart racing with fear.“I have no idea.” The delivery guy gave the usual response as the others did, placed the flowers on my bed and walked away.My heart jumped with fear as I watched him leave, wondering who on earth was playing a silly game with me. If the person didn't want to show himself or herself, they should stop rattling me.It was days after I got the first flower delivery and I had been getting flowers like that everyday. I didn't make a mistake to think that it was Damon as I did the other day as he had told me that he would deliver his gifts himself as from then on.I stared at the flowers lying on my bed, afraid to touch them as if the bouquet was a snake ready to bite me.Maybe it eventually would as I didn't know who was behind the delivery and what their intentions were.Damon walked into the room and I glanced up, my heart spasming with relief at the sight of him.He noticed the flowers fi