All Chapters of Return Of Billionaire Heiress : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

~Third Person’s POV~ Cameras flashed from every corner, reporters leaned forward like wolves catching the scent of blood, but none of them dared cross the wall formed by Diego’s men and the hospital security. They were close enough to hear. And right now, every microphone in the room was pointed at the two men standing mere inches apart. Diego didn’t move. His hand didn’t budge from his chest. Not even when Carlos stepped closer. His jaw was tight, eyes burned with the kind of hatred that only grew deeper with time. And that made Esperanza’s heart race. She knows how bad Carlos’s rage is and what she has learned about Diego in the past few days, their headlock could be dangerous for everyone close to them. Their shoulders almost touched. The tension between them was so thick it choked the room. Carlos chuckled softly. “Still playing the knight?” he muttered. “Protecting her like she’s some fragile treasure?” Diego didn’t blink. His gaze remained steady, ca

~Esperenza’s POV~ I kissed Asher’s and tightened my grip on his tiny hand. I got him after so many inner battles. So many fights with myself that broke me every single night. Whether it was fighting to survive after giving birth to him, or before bringing him into this world. I have to fight for everything I've got so far. And today, Carlos almost ruined it in front of everyone. I don't care what the world thinks of me, I want my husband and kids to know I always want the best for them. And that can only happen when my kids stay away from the shadow of Mendozas. Diego knows how low they can stoop, but my kids… I gazed at Liam and Asher. They were sleeping peacefully unaware of the battles we were fighting to keep them safe. “Staring at them will not make those people disappear,” Diego said while entering the room. He had just taken a shower. Tiny droplets slipped from the ends of his hair, trailing down the sharp line of his jaw before disappearing into t

~Diego’s POV~ I turned to my left and found the bed cold. Too cold that it felt like nobody slept there. It was annoying. I was still naked. Lying in the memories of our first lovemaking. First sane lovemaking and she chose to leave the bed before me. “Esperenza?” I called her thrice but there was no response from her end. Annoyed, I got up from the bed. My dick slammed right back to my waist. I groaned. She shouldn't have left me in the bed alone. Mornings hit different. And I fucking don't like waking up alone in bed after an intense night. Cool, soft breeze from the balcony wrapped itself around my naked body. The door to the balcony was slightly open. When I pushed the curtains away, I saw the most beautiful scene unfolding before me. Esperanza was in the swimming pool. Swimming like a mermaid. She was wearing the same purple bikini as that day and moving her hips in a motion that made my length throb. She was carelessly moving in the water

~Esperenza’s POV~ My day passed by without any issues. Not some big, but of course, slight notices were there. Carlos sent me multiple threats. All of his sweet, fake words were long gone and now, he was again worried about losing his empire. But I don't care about him anymore. Neither do I fear him. As long as Asher stays at home, I know he is safe and protected. “Mom, when will Dad be home?” Liam asked. “Soon, sweetheart,” I smiled and turned a page of Liam’s drawing book, “Why don't you color this pretty butterfly?” “I’ll make it blue and red,” He happily said. My eyes moved to the clock and I sighed. It's already past ten. And he wasn't home yet. He didn't even call me today. We both started calling each other like love-sick puppies after resuming our work. Every two hours we were checking on each other and the kids. Talking about our day and reminding each other to eat something. But today, just one call after lunch and then he told me he

~Diego’s POV~ “What did he say?” she asked. What do I tell her? That he told me how good she is at giving blow jobs? That how much she desires to be fucked in her mouth and hole at the same time? That she crazily uses her tongue to make the man moan out loud and shiver so badly that his legs go weak? That she know when she needs to use her voice and body to get what she wants? That bastard fucking got into my head. And she made it worse when she acted the same way he told me. “I don't want to talk about it,” I tried to dismiss the conversation but she held my hand and shook her head. “You can’t escape heavy talks,” she shook her head. “Tell me what he said so I can ease the tension in your mind.” “You can’t.” “I can. I'm your wife.” “And you were his wife once too,” I finally snapped. I couldn't hold it back anymore. It wasn't her fault that she was tricked into marrying that bastard, but I can’t help it. The way he mentioned all her reactions and gestures