All Chapters of I PAID A BILLIONAIRE FOR A NIGHT : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter 112Arya’s POVThe scent of engine oil and the sound of metal scraping against each other filled the air as I lay on the cool concrete floor, under the chassis of one of the race cars, tinkering with a loose screw.After our last win, the workshop had been livelier than ever, and even today with everyone seriously working on the prototype for our new car, the place was still loud with conversation.I winced as I adjusted my position, my back was beginning to ache slightly, and I knew that before long I had to stop getting my hands dirty and just focus solely on designs. My belly bump hadn't started showing yet, but I was already feeling the effects of being pregnant.All of a sudden the workshop became eerily quiet, and I wondered who had come in. Blake didn't tell me he was coming today, and we weren't expecting anyone.Frowning, I rolled out from beneath the car slowly and pushed myself upright, wiping my oil stained hands on my apron as I looked up, only to see Ivy staring

Chapter 114Blake’s POVI woke up before the sun.For a few seconds, I simply lay there in bed, staring at the dark ceiling above me in silence. Beside me, Arya slept peacefully, one arm curled beneath her pillow, her hair spread across the sheets.She looked beautiful… she always did. Even asleep, there was something soft and warm about her, and as heavy as my heart was today, it felt a tiny bit lighter as I stared at her.Guilt slammed into my chest at that thought, and I turned my head away. I didn't deserve to feel lighter, not today of all days.Because today was my birthday, and this day had not meant anything good to me in a very long time.Carefully, I slipped out of bed without waking Arya. She stirred slightly when the mattress shifted, but luckily she didn't wake up. I quietly got dressed, picked up the bottle of wine I had set aside the night before, and headed downstairs, quietly moving around the still dark and silent house.Outside, the early morning air was cold again

Chapter 116Blake’s POVBy the time I got home, it was already late. The house was quiet and dark — everyone had gone home or gone to bed after the shit show that was my birthday.Only a few lights remained on downstairs, casting long shadows across the floor. The decorations from earlier were still there, but the half deflated balloons looked more sad than cheery.I shut the front door behind me and rested against it, exhaustion weighing heavily on my shoulders. My entire body ached, but not as much as my heart had when I saw Ivy collapsed and the horrifying thought filled my mind that someone else was going to die on my birthday.The hospital had been in chaos for hours, but Ivy had eventually stabilised after they gave her medication and monitored her closely.Ivy herself had spent most of the time milking the situation. I could still remember the weak, dramatic way she had clutched my hand from the hospital bed.“Do you think Arya did it on purpose?” she had whispered.The questio

Chapter 118Blake’s POVA few days had passed since Ivy’s stay at the hospital, and things had settled down… at least on the surface. My parents' relationship with Arya was now strained because they believed she had tried to harm Ivy on purpose, but for some reason Arya had given up on defending herself or trying to mend their relationship.She still smiled like she always did, she still kissed me goodbye every morning and curled against me every night, but there was something different I couldn't place.And every time I saw it, guilt pressed against my chest.Because even though I trusted Arya completely, even though I knew in my heart that she would never intentionally hurt someone, a small part of me still wanted to believe that Ivy must have mentioned the allergy at some point and Arya might have forgotten.Pregnancy came with so much stress already. I could not imagine how overwhelmed she must have been trying to plan the party, cook, smile through the evening, and deal with ever

Chapter 120Arya’s POVI stood rooted to the ground, trying to understand how the hell Danielle had gotten these documents, but the sound of the door opening pulled me out of my shock, and I turned to see Danielle opening the door.“Wait.” My voice came out thin and shaky.Danielle paused with one hand still on the doorknob and turned back slowly. I rushed to her side and slammed the door shut, trying – and failing – to ignore the gleeful expression on her face. She knew she had gotten the upper hand here, but that doesn't mean I couldn't negotiate with her.My chest was still rising too quickly, my heart still pounding from the shock of seeing those papers in her hands. I hated that she had seen them, hated that she knew. Hated that the one ugly, hidden truth from the beginning of my relationship with Blake had somehow crawled out from where we had hidden it.“Why were you here, Danielle? What were you doing snooping through my things in the first place?” I asked, trying to rein in m