All Chapters of His Playmate : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I never understood how quickly the world could flip itself upside down until I found myself sitting inside that private jet, trying to understand how the hell my life had managed to twist into something I could barely recognize. Everything around me smelled like luxury. Expensive leather, polished wood, and that scent that always clung to Lucian like it had claimed him as its owner. It filled the air so strongly that I felt like I was inhaling him, even when he wasn’t standing anywhere near me. The place looked like it cost more than every house in my neighborhood combined, and the smooth humming of the jet felt unreal, like I was dreaming and my mind hadn’t caught up to what my eyes were seeing.For a moment, I even forgot that there had been bullets flying around us less than an hour ago. The shock still sat somewhere under my skin, buzzing lightly like a shaky current, but the sheer absurdity of the jet made my fear shrink in the background. I had never been in anything like this. I

Lucian's POVI noticed she wasn’t in my cabin the moment I turned around to grab the documents from the small counter by the seat and my eyes swept over the empty chair beside me.She wasn’t where I had left her, not in the cabin, not anywhere in sight, and that prickling sense of unease started crawling up my spine immediately, the kind that sharpens every sense and makes my jaw tighten almost instinctively.I didn’t even need to glance at Andrew to know he hadn’t seen her leave either, so I asked him, my voice low but carrying that hard edge that made even him pause mid-step, “Where’s Julia?” He hesitated, which made the tension coil tighter in my chest, and I could almost feel the seconds stretching unbearably long, like some silent countdown to irritation or worse, and he finally muttered something about not noticing her, not exactly helpful. My gaze snapped to the flight attendant who had been hovering at the back of the cabin, attending to the drink service, and I didn’t soften m

I picked up the fork, my stomach still tight from the aftermath of yesterday’s drinks, the taste of the meal somehow grounding me even though I felt awkward and restless at the same time. The moment I started eating, I realized the man hadn’t left yet, standing just behind the tray as if he had nothing else to do. It made my skin crawl in ways I couldn’t explain, and I found myself pausing mid-bite, looking up at him. “Hmm, is there something else you need? Why are you staring at me like that? It’s weird,” I asked, my voice wavering between annoyance and curiosity, feeling that mix of fear and fascination that had been following me since I first laid eyes on him. He inclined his head slightly, bowing with such careful precision that I blinked, trying to understand why someone could move with such smoothness and control. “I’m sorry, miss, didn’t mean to scare you. Boss ordered that I should wait until you’re done eating. I don’t mean to scare you,” he said, his voice low, deep, and s

My heart raced as I entered. I could not express how nervous I was feeling. Was it because Lucian spotted me glancing at them and I was feeling a little emotional?It was embarrassing because I was the one who was made to know how to mask feelings; I was the type who would never want to be with or even near Lucian, and I was also the type who would go to any length to achieve what I wanted. And what I wanted first was independence, to leave and then return to the man I used to call father.The man who sold me for money, and what would my first reaction be? But now my intellect tells me to do something worthwhile, while my heart betrays me."Fucking stop being nervous, Julia," I reprimanded myself. Then I walked into the room. It was dark at first, but I could smell the pleasant perfume of strawberries, which contrasted with the macho scent.My pulse raced faster; could Lucian be with that woman?It isn't my business, so why should I care?"Lucian?" I yelled out, my voice low, as I sca

HUNDRED NINEI sat up straight, observing as they attended to my room. I felt a little better, but I was also scared because I didn't understand why people always pursued girls like me.I noticed that the ladies were glancing at me and then exchanging glances among themselves. Their eyes were full of curiosity, as if they were about to say something.Finally, one of them spoke with a strong Spanish accent, "Ma'am, we really want to thank you. I apologize if this offends you."I raised my brows, flushed from the gratitude but also perplexed. This was my first meeting with them, and they're thanking me for nothing I knew about.I inquired, "Why are you thanking me?”"Oh, sorry, I'm Marie. I said that because of you, those men, who were taken away." Marie responded as she cleaned my wounds, and the two women beside her smiled.I shake my head, wondering if it was the men who had attacked me earlier."Which men?" I inquired to confirm my thoughts."I am referring to the men who did this t