All Chapters of Seducing My Own Billionaire Husband: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"Do you even know that they would stand by the bathroom door while I take a shower, a bath, or even just when I poo and pee?" Anna vented, readjusting the colorful scarf wrapped around her head before aggressively shoving a loose strand under it.This morning, Anna asked if I could meet her by the restaurant just across the street from the building, and I didn't even bother thinking twice.I knew very well that plenty of eyes would still be watching us for Jack.Crossing one street wouldn't hurt."I can't just live in peace," she exasperated, tossing the table napkin down after wiping the corners of her mouth. She sank deeper into her chair and crossed her arms tightly over her chest.Her glare shifted toward the glass wall.Outside, detective Oligarch sat with one of his men, a mug of coffee in hand. And despite having company, he still managed to keep his eyes glued to her.Anna immediately raised her middle finger at him then dragged her chair with an unpleasant screech, turning he

JACKThe whole house was loudly quiet. The only sounds filling the room were the steady hum of the servers and the endless tapping of OTD Agent Davies' keyboard, that seemed to match the hard pounding of my heart.I stood before the glass wall, staring over the city skyline. Standing here alone.My reflection stared faintly back at me through the glass. My hair was a mess, yesterday's clothes still on my body, wrinkled, and the dark circles beneath my eyes looked deeper than they ever had before.I was thinking that rage had probably hollowed me out from the inside.Living without the person I loved most was hard enough. Knowing she was out there, terrified and in danger, made every passing second feel like torture to me.Goddamn Douglas De Loughrey didn't even bothered hiding his face.I bit my teeth until it ached as my gaze drifted to the collected evidence spread across the room.One CCTV capture froze him behind the wheel of his black Lexus, driving just behind the minivan that h

LORRAINEI closed my eyes tightly, waiting for the impact to crash against my cheek and send me to another dimension.But instead, a sinister laugh reached my ears."Are you just going to let yourself get hit?" the man in the blue shirt asked, the heels of his shoes clicking against the floor as he took one lazy step back, then another.Slowly, I opened my eyes and found him standing beside the table where a basket of fruits sat. He grabbed an apple, tossed it into the air, caught it with his other hand, and repeated the motion."Come on, do something," he mocked, a wide grin stretching across his face as he watched me remain perfectly still. "Nothing? No Incredible Hulk stunt? No hairpin to pick the lock and get yourself out of that chair?"I rolled my eyes and shifted my gaze to the reflection on the old television that still needed an antenna, letting it give me a glimpse of the glass window behind me.Freedom was just behind me.Only if I had asked Jack to teach me that lock-picki

LORRAINE"Bitch, hurry up and get in this rotten fucking car!"My eyes flew wide as I looked at the person watching me get swallowed by fear.The scarf wrapped around her head had already come loose, both ends dangling from the ribbon that was supposed to keep it in place."Anna?" I gasped, relief gushing over me as my eyes instantly burned. "Wha—what are you doing here?""To get you out," she shot back, then jerked, her shoulders hunching as a bullet ricocheted off the hood with a deafening clang. "Get in! Get in!"I pushed myself off the ground, my trembling arms barely holding my weight as I crawled into the passenger seat with my head ducked low.I hadn't even pulled the door shut when Anna slammed her foot on the gas. The tires screamed against the dirt as the car fishtailed before shooting out of the compound.More bullets chased after us, pelting the road and the rear of the car, until Anna threw the steering wheel left at the end of the road and blasted past the towering gates

LORRAINEI grunted, my nose wrinkling as I shifted in my seat, my hand instinctively moving to my back. Sitting there for hours was beginning to make every muscle ache.The slightest cramp was enough to send my heart pumping three times faster.Almost immediately, my mind jumped to the worst possibilities. Was I sitting the wrong way? Had I overworked myself? Did I do something that could put my baby at risk?I couldn't afford to make mistakes anymore.My baby's life depended on me.As the weeks passed, the changes in my body became harder to ignore. My cheeks had filled out, my waist had completely disappeared from the growing curve of my stomach, and even my favorite dresses hugged me differently now.My breasts felt heavier, my face looked like buns, and there were mornings when even climbing the stairs left me more breathless than before.And somehow, it only made me worry more."Lo, eat something," Jack coaxed, nudging the plate a little closer to me. "You two need every nutrient