Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaires Blind Reckoning: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

Daisy’s POV I’m pacing my room.Back and forth.Back and forth.My heels hitting the floor in sharp, uneven clicks as my mind races faster than I can keep up with.They fucked up.Again.I drag my hands through my hair, exhaling hard.“Shit…”Hunter’s gone.Completely off the grid.And Emily?She contacted the the fucking police faster than I expected.Too damn fast.Which means, I know what it means.She’s talking.She knows Hunter personally.Hunter knows me.And those two dumbasses he hired?I stop pacing, clenching my fists.“They really took her to the bathroom…” I mutter under my breath.I told them, Even if she had to go, give her a bucket.But no.They walked her straight into the one place with a way out.Idiots.Complete idiots.I barely get a second to breathe before my phone starts ringing again.I already know who it is.I answer, annoyed. “What?”Brittany’s voice comes through shaky, panicked, damn near breaking.“What do we do, Daisy? I don’t know what’s gonna happen

Third-Person POV Brittany paced the small apartment, her steps quick, uneven, her nerves completely shot.Back and forth.Back and forth.She glanced over at Bradley who was sweating and shaking.Barely holding it together.“Damn it…” she muttered, rushing toward the kitchen.She grabbed a jar of cinnamon, dumping a heavy amount onto a spoon before hurrying back to him with a bottle of water.“Brad, take this,” she said quickly, holding it out.He looked up at her, eyes glassy. “When is Daisy coming? Did she call you?”Brittany shook her head. “No. Just take it.”He didn’t argue.He grabbed the spoon, swallowing the cinnamon dry before chasing it with the water, coughing slightly as he leaned back against the couch.“This should help a little,” she said, watching him closely.He exhaled, trying to steady himself.Brittany didn’t wait.She grabbed her phone, typing fast.What is going on? When are you coming?The response came quicker than expected.Had a little trouble. Dustin’s not

Explicit Scenes Ahead Zade’s POVThe house was quiet, but definitely sleep wasn’t coming.I lay in the guest room bed, staring at the ceiling, the faint sound of the TV from the family room where Bennett sat like a damn watchdog. He wanted her. I saw it every time he looked at her. But Clover was still my wife and pregnant with my child so he can fuck all the way off.I waited until the house settled, until the only sound was the low hum of whatever Bennett was watching. Then I slipped out of bed in nothing but my black boxer briefs, moved silently down the hall, and crept up the stairs.Her room door was cracked open just enough. I pushed it gently and stepped inside. Clover slept on her side, facing away from me. She wore one of those oversized shirts that swallowed her frame, the hem riding up to show the curve of her ass in those tiny boy shorts. Her belly was round and perfect with our baby, pressed against the mattress. My chest tightened at the sight.I closed the door behin

Zade’s POV As that prick sits there and stares at me like I owe him something… like I did something to him… like I took something away from him, I look him dead in the eye and put my arm around Clover as I continue to eat.Because he is not scaring me.I don’t give a fuck how buff he is, or how much of a security guard, army brat, whatever the hell he is. I don’t care if he was in the army. None of that matters.This is my wife. Today, tomorrow, and the next day.I keep eating like nothing’s wrong.Grandma Lola clears her throat.“So, um… yeah, let’s go ahead and break this up right now. Let’s continue to eat breakfast. Zade, sit back and eat your food. Bennett, I hope the food is good and to your liking.”He keeps staring at me, completely ignoring her.She clears her throat again, louder this time.Slowly, he turns toward her.“The breakfast is amazing. You and Mr. Gerald cook very well.”She nods.“Well, thank you so much. I already put Terrence’s food to the side for him, so when

Lucas’s POV As Emily and I arrive at the police station, I can’t help the nervous feeling settling in my chest. I don’t know what they’re going to tell us. I don’t know what this is about.I sigh as I get out of the car and walk around to help Emily out.She looks up at me. “Are you okay?”“Yeah,” I say. “I can’t do nothing but be okay.”She shrugs. “Ain’t that the truth.”I take her hand, lock the car, and we walk inside.We go straight to the front desk. The woman behind the glass looks up at us.“Can I help you?”“Hi, my name is Lucas Blackwood. I’m here to meet with Detective Torres.”She nods. “Okay, go ahead and have a seat, please.”“Thank you.”Emily and I sit down, and not even a minute later, I see my father and mother walking in.I stand up immediately.“Hey, Dad.”We do a quick bro son hug, and then I hug my mom and kiss her on the cheek. Emily hugs my mom and gives my dad a quick hug too.My dad looks around. “So what are we waiting for?”“We’re waiting for Detective Tor