All Chapters of Loathe by the Billionaire : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Damien The weekend with Kayla was great. We talked to each other, like actually talked and got to find out a lot of things. She told me about the girls day she had, and how my secretary made some remarks I cannot address because it wasn't made on company time. She also talked about her encounter with victor. I told her he was bluffing and if he wasn't id handle it. She seemed quite content with my response so I decided not to piss her off by mentioning that Victor was with my ex and that was what he meant by, "I’ve already taken something that belongs to Damien. This will be a gradual process. I will get my revenge.”What Kayla didn't know wouldn't hurt her. I just have to find a way to deal with this quietly. One part of me thinks it just nothing. But Ivy would never be caught dead with someone like Victor. She's too sophisticated to be with that neanderthal. It's Monday morning and I get into the office to see no sign of Sarah. Kayla would love to see me use this as an excuse

Damien I’m still trying to figure out how my legs work.Kayla walks ahead of me with that while I’m closing my office door behind me and wondering if anyone can tell that my soul just left my body ten minutes ago.She doesn’t wait for me. She never does when she’s annoyed or pretending not to care. I fall in step behind her automatically, still rewinding everything that just happened. Sarah on the floor. Hot sauce like a crime scene. Kayla cleaning me up like she’s adjusting a tie on a mannequin she owns.Yeah. I’m never crossing her again.We reach the elevator, and I finally manage to speak. “You know you could’ve parked in the executive underground lot.”She looks at me over her shoulder, eyes bright. “I like parking outside.”“It’s hot.” I press the button and step inside with her. “And it’s public. And anyone could block you in.”She shrugs. “Then tell one of your little assistants to fix it.”“I’m calling someone to get you full building access,” I say immediately. “Not partial

Author's pov Sarah’s heels scrape against the polished floor as they haul her past glass offices and open desks. People stop talking mid-sentence. Heads lift from their screens because the scene is more entertaining than work. Someone murmurs, “Another one?” under their breath."Damien really can’t keep assistants.""What do you think she did to get dragged out?"The lady's shoulder shrugs, "Beats me!"Sarah keeps her chin up as the doors open and she's practically thrown out. She has a box of her belonging in one hand, and her purse handing on the other. The wind outside is so strong they it blows her trenchcoat open. She struggles to close it but with all the things she's carrying, it's impossible. Very bad choice of clothing. The lingerie beneath is exposes and she looks like a night worker who took an early shift. A construction worker across the street lets out a low whistle. “Cover it up, sweetheart, we have wives.”“Go to hell,” Sarah snaps, yanking the coat closed with

KaylaI can't contain my excitement. Nothing and no one could have prepared me for this moment. Damien is a dream come true. I can't believe he acquired a whole company because of me. The level of trust he's putting in me is somewhat unnerving. I know I told him that I wanted to work, but this is, it's too much. Tears prick my eyes.This is the most care and attention to detail anyone has ever showed me. I know he doesn't say it often, or at all, but he loves me. The whole office is still bursting in applauds and I'm still trying to register what just happened. A whole department to myself, and Jasmine working under me. Life is good. When my head finally comes down from the cloud it's currently floating, I catch Jasmine's gaze and give her a polite, composed smile.I'm screaming on the inside. She looks like she wants to lodge a knife through my chest. I live for moments like this. “All right,” Damien’s voice cuts through the noise. He claps his hands once, causing the whole of

Damien I'm sitting next to Kayla in the backseat our Mercedes Maybach watching the Chicago streets glide by through the tinted windows. The whole is on pause as if holding its breath as our convoy passes. This is the only way to do to. The whole country has to know that I'm marrying the love of my life. Kayla has a huge smile on her face as her eyes scan the streets. I can't tell what she's thinking right now but I know it's something good. Jenna, our wedding planner, is in the front passenger seat with her phone glued to her ear as she coordinates with the vendors. She came highly recommended to me by Ethan. Obviously they had something with one another. I think Ethan has slept with all his 'friends.' I would have found an excuse and hired someone else, but Jenna is a proffesional and has a great track record. She's planned the wedding's of the biggest figures in the country so I don't doubt her competence one bit. The woman has been dropping hints all morning that this weddi