All Chapters of The Billionaire's Prisoner Wife: Chapter 121 - Chapter 125

Nora's POV I checked my lap the moment I woke up and exhaled a sigh of relief when I realized that Mark hadn't had his way with me.Thank goodness.His chuckle drew my attention to his presence. My heart skipped many beats again.He snorted at me, not moving from his position. I wished that he would stay there and not get close to me at all.“Did you think I was lying when I said I wasn't going to touch you?” He snorted, laughing mockingly at me.“Can I get something to wear?” I asked, feeling bothered with my nudity before him.He laughed and snorted. “Is there anything on you that I haven't seen?”No, but that was when I was gullible enough to fool myself into thinking I was in love with him. I sighed, regretting ever falling for him and wondered what it was that made me fall for the loser.“I'm cold.” I replied.“In this heat?” I didn't even notice. My body was still busy shivering in fear.“I'm cold.” I repeated, deliberately chattering my lips for emphasis.He noticed my shiv

Damon’s POV “Damon,”I groaned at the call of my name, hating how loud it was and how it sent shocks through my head. My head already ached and I didn't need anyone making it worse.I struggled to get up from the chair I had dozed off on, much to my chagrin. My vision blurred and my arms hung limply at my sides, a proof that I hadn't eaten anything except a few pancakes in the last twenty-four hours.Sasha breezed into my study, dashing to my side with a loud scream.“Damon!” She breathed.“Shut it,” I groaned at how loud she was. She held me by the hand. “Why do you look so pale? I almost thought you were a vampire.”Hahaha. So funny.I shrugged her hand away, grateful that I still had the strength to do that. “What are you doing here?”“I heard Nora is missing.”I hissed. Betsy. I should get her employment terminated as soon as I could. My life was hard enough without me having to deal with a spy. I couldn't keep paying and feeding someone to leak out my private life to an outside

Nora's POV “Here,” Mark said, throwing a disposable plate at me. I stared at the meal, not reaching for it despite how hungry I was and the strong aroma coming out of it.I wouldn't let him treat me like a dog.“Won't you eat?” He snorted, his eyes dancing with mirth.I arched my eyebrows at him. He huffed. “Fine.” He moved closer, bent down and opened the pack. “Here, your highness.” He taunted, pushing a spoon into my hand.I was unable to hold the hunger for long and took a bite. I winced as I ate the first scoop, my face scrunched up as my tongue got assaulted with a series of weird flavors. Mark might have been able to afford what Damon could feed me but he never in a million years would be able to afford his taste.Where the hell did he get the food from?I forced myself to swallow, knowing that he was going to be pissed if I spat it out.I took another bite, forcing myself to endure the horrible concoction that was disguised as a meal.I glanced up and saw him intently looki