I CHOSE A BILLIONAIRE BABY DADDY のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

July’s POV: “I promise the party won’t be boring, please come with me.” “I thought you hated Lucas’s party.” “I do, because some of them are a total waste of time, but this one isn’t. This party is like a yearly thingy, and almost every influential person would be there.” “Sounds boring.” “Fine, you can bring your friends too.” “Still not coming.” “Is there anything I can do to change your mind?” “Nope.” “Black card, mansion, private jet, helicopter, a trip to any country of your choice, just name it. I’ll do it in an instant just to make you come with me. “Fine. Although I have almost everything you’ve mentioned, there’s something that would change my mind.” “Please, do tell.” “How about making me cum under 3 minutes, no fucking allowed.” “Deal” he said, then joined me on the bed. My stomach did a little somersault as the thoughts of what’s about to go down settled in me. I watch as he skillfully peeled off the clothes I had on while he was still fully dre

July’s POV: “He didn’t mean to behave that way, trust me; things are too complicated between the both of them, and I’m in no position to tell you anything. So, I’ll suggest the both of you talk things through.” “I’m nothing but a contract wife, Lucas. Trust me, he owes me no explanation.” “You’re more than that to him, trust me too. Look, I’m in no position to spill anything, but just know Douglas sees you more than just a contract wife, he’s done that for a long time now. My previous conversation with Lucas kept replaying in my head over and over again. The volume of the tv was high, but I was zoned out; the events of the other day replaying all over again and again. A knock on my door finally brought me back to reality, making me knit my eyebrows together. Who could it be at this time? My phone had been off for a while, and I didn’t tell anyone I was here, so who could it be? The sound of the door password being entered made me realize it was someone close to Douglas, or

July’s POV: “I can’t believe Douglas actually handed over this building to you.” Avery said, as we stepped into the skyscraper complex Douglas just gifted me. “I know, right? It’s like I’m living a dream.” “Please never wake up, because the reality would be too harsh.” Lily added, as we entered the building. “Good morning, Mrs. Prime. I’m Frank, the manager of this complex. The tenants are waiting for you in the complex’s lobby; please, this way.” “Mrs Prime? Oh wait, I forgot the wannabe thinks she’s Mrs. Prime now.” Came Charlotte’s voice from behind. “Ignore her Avery. We’re not here for her today.” I said, as I held Avery back from replying to her. “She’s just everywhere.” “You see Frank, you’ve become really really bold to call this street beggar Mrs. Prime. She’s just—“ *slap! “How dare you—“ *Another slap! “You—“ *Another slap! I rushed in front of Lily to stop her just after she delivered the third slap. It’s difficult to receive Lily’s slap and recover

July’s POV: The air around me felt so stuffy right now. I had escaped from the mansion after the last incident to one of the mansions Douglas had gifted me. I know I’m still on his property, but at least I’m away from him. He had pleaded for me to come back home, but I refused; now, he had resorted to threatening me to come back, or he’ll cut off my internet and electricity. “So, how long are we staying here for?” Lucas asked as he set the table. He’d been helping Avery in the kitchen prepare food. We’ve been together here now for two weeks, and I know for sure that Douglas is pissed because Lucas had been staying here with us. “You can leave whenever you want to, I’m staying here forever. I don’t even remember asking you to come stay here with us.” “Well, Douglas wouldn’t let me rest in my own house, so I decided to also run away from home. I can’t believe I just got back from Maldives to hear that you’ve accused me and ran away from home.” “Stop saying it’s an accusati

July’s POV: “So, do you think you’ll be able to fulfill that wish?” “I’ve got no idea, but at least I’ll try. The memory is still fresh, feels like it was just yester—“ “How do you think he’ll feel knowing that instead of the plans, you’re busy—“ I pressed my ears harder on the door of Douglas’s study to hear the next word, but nothing came up. Something feels off; one minute he was having a conversation with Lucas, and the next minute everywhere is as quiet as a graveyard. ‘Run, they know you’re here,’ a small voice whispered in my head, but I ignored it because I’m an expert in tiptoeing and I’m pretty sure they didn’t hear me approach the door. My eyes scanned the door, examining to see if there’s any crack to place my ears, but instead of seeing any crack I fell into warm hands as Douglas opened the door from inside. “Eavesdropping?” “Not really. Hey Lucas” I replied as I walked into the study holding Douglas’s arm. Lucas didn’t respond to my greetings; instead,