All Chapters of My New Boss Is My Brother's Best Friend: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Wow. She really is crazy. If I wasn't tied up on the floor and stuffed full of whatever the hell drug they gave me, I'd be up in her face and setting the records straight. She looks like a fucking pampered princess who has never lifted a finger in her life."What if he doesn't come?" Trisha huffs, once again turning around and marching down the hallway, only to twirl around and march back. I can practically feel her nerves from here."I'm sure he'll come," the older man smirks, finally looking down at me. "He's in love with her. He'll come to save his love. That's how it works. Love is a damn trap!"I blink slowly as the room spins. What kind of person believes love is a trap? He had to have loved someone once, right? Hunt said something about Portia being his daughter. That means he had to... or was that the trap? He ended up with Portia and his ex got... what?That is why he said love is a trap? And he believes it. And from the looks of it, probably the rest of the people in this ro

"They are at the Blue Horizon," I announce and sigh in relief as the ambulance pulls up. "Justin, you will be okay. Call me later," I instruct. "I promise to come check on you, but I need to get to Chelsea!"I notice the officers are actually calling for backup to meet us at the Blue Horizon hotel. That's a good thing.I speed the whole damn way, and thankfully, the officers have their lights on accompanying me. I'm there in less the 20 minutes.I pull up front, not giving a damn about parking. I skid to a stop and turn off the ignition before jumping out of my truck.I march into the overly elaborate foyer I just finished building 2 months ago. I spent months building this place up and know my way around it, but I wasn't in charge of the decor. It's shinier than I remember.Le Blanc is leaning against the reception desk like he's been waiting for us. He's got a casual smirk on his face as he uncrosses his ankle and stands up straight, adjusting his jacket.The officers are at my back

And then I tackle the older man to the ground, and I beat the shit out of him. All my pent-up frustration of months of abuse from the bastard and his daughter erupt, and I finally let him know exactly how I feel about him."This was all your fucking plan, to steal my own company from me, wasn't it?" I growl as I pound into him. "You wanted to throw your fucking daughter at me so YOU could take what was mine! Adn she was going to what? Give me a prenup saying I'd owe her half of my fortune, and you'd end up with my company? Did you actually think that was going to work?" I snarl, words tumbling out of my mouth on their own.I don't give him a change to respond. I just keep slamming my fists into his flesh. He's spitting up blood and curling into a ball, but I don't give him leniency. I'm punishing him for all the shit he's pulled, leading up to the kidnapping of my girlfriend."WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" Portia shrieks trying to pull me away from her father. "BABY! YOU NEED TO LET D

I chuckle as she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down to her. I lean down, careful not to put too much pressure on her, but I want to be close to her right now. I want to feel her heat and know she's real and not an illusion."God, Chels. I missed you! I was so worried," I mumble against her lips, refusing to release them just yet. "I thought I'd never see you again..."She moans, opening those sweet lips for me and my dick twitches. "I knew you would come for me! I knew you wouldn't let that bitch win," she moans into my mouth.I'm gonna have to stop for a minute or I'll never get this done. Right now, I want to rip my tee shirt from her body and sink deep inside her, filling her with pleasure. And I plan to. Just not yet...I pull back and beam down at my sleepy girl. She's so fucking adorable right now!"As much as I love where this is heading, I need to do something first," I smirk.She blinks those amazing silver eyes up at me in question. "What's going on?" she asks s

Fallon's POVI still don't know how I ended up here. I'm pretty sure this was all just some big mistake. But I've tried literally everything else. I've tried fast food, retail, coffee shops... My friend Chelsea was lucky enough to get a nanny gig... that turned into something more.But I'm not lucky like her. And I'm desperate at this point. Desperate people will do anything... Well, almost anything. I refuse to sell myself. I have standards, even in my desperation. And I am desperate. This is my last-ditch effort before... well, I don't know what will happen if I can't get this to work.I met Mr. Le Blanc a few months ago at his big Charity Ball. The man did not seem like the type of employer that would work well with me... which is why I tried everywhere else first. I can still feel the memory of his eyes on me and his suggestion that I come work for him as his maid. (I had hoped that there would be so many maids I'd just blend in. It's the only reason I finally gave in and decided