All Chapters of I PAID A BILLIONAIRE FOR A NIGHT : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51Blake’s POVEvery face in the room was frozen in varying degrees of shock, disbelief, and poorly concealed judgment. I actually didn't plan to announce Arya's pregnancy now but my parents had left me with no choice with their constant disapproval of my choices.Danielle was the first to recover as a sharp, humourless laugh escaped her lips and she leaned back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest like she was watching a show unfold or something.“Oh, please,” she said dismissively. “You can’t seriously expect us to believe that. This is obviously a lie and a dramatic ploy to gain sympathy and force our parents to approve your relationship. I mean mum and dad say they don't want you marrying Arya and suddenly she's pregnant? That's a bit too convenient.”I felt Arya stiffened behind me and I grabbed her hand and pulled her to my side before I wrapped my hand around her shoulder. I was feeling strangely protective towards her and I wasn't about to examine why.“If y

Chapter 53Arya’s POVWhy did Blake have to choose a place as expensive as this? I grumbled internally.The bridal shop smelled faintly of roses and expensive perfume, and walking into it already intimidated me.White dresses lined the walls in careful symmetry, lace and silk cascading from mannequins and hangers. If I was being honest with myself, this is somewhere younger me would have liked, the dresses looked like a dream come true. But the price? I honestly could not justify spending hundreds of thousands of dollars on one single dress that I would wear only once, but I guess that’s what it means to be a Donovan.Janette walked ahead of me, already flipping through racks with a huge smile on her face. I might have been as happy as she was if I didn't know that this whole wedding was a farce and just a contract. She believed Blake and I were in love and I couldn't even tell her the truth.“This one would look soooo stunning on you,” she said, holding up a dress with a fitted bodic

Chapter 55Blake’s POVI'm getting married…. Even the thought of it made me chuckle. As much as I didn't consider myself a romantic man, I never thought I was going to get married this way, but life always throws the most unexpected curve balls.I stood alone in the dressing room, my fingers working mechanically at the last button of my suit jacket, my reflection staring back at me in the mirror looking polished and immaculate. This was the kind of outfit that would make headlines simply by existing on the body of a Donovan, and I knew I looked expensive — but no amount of money could smoothen the tight knot lodged firmly in my chest.Last night was…not my best. As much as I was pissed off at Arya not listening to me about Danielle, I did not want to hurt her even one bit. And knowing that I did, seeing the look on her face as she told me to leave, it felt like my heart was being squeezed in my chest.I reached for my phone again, my thumb hovering uselessly over her name.“Arya,” I m

Chapter 57Blake’s POVWhere the hell is Tucker, I sighed through gritted teeth.The atmosphere in the chapel was very unbearable and what had started as soft murmurs and polite whispers slowly turned into restless shuffling and irritated sighs, and people muttering to themselves as they checked their watches.I even could hear someone muttering that this sham of a wedding should be called off so that everyone can return to their ‘important schedules’.“How long has it been now?” someone whispered loudly.“This is ridiculous,” another voice chimed in. “If the bride isn’t coming, they should just cancel it.”I had lost count of how long I’d been standing at the altar. My legs felt stiff, my shoulders tight beneath the tailored suit, but none of it compared to the tension I felt deep in my gut.Where are you, Arya?I dragged a hand down my face slowly, trying to keep my expression neutral even as my thoughts spiraled. I replayed last night again and again…the argument and the way she lo

Chapter 59Arya’s POVI let out a sigh of relief as the reception finally ended and we said our goodbyes to the guests before entering the car to take us to the airport.The airport lights blurred past the car windows like a river of white and gold as Tucker pulled up to the private terminal, but I couldn't concentrate on anything. My head was still spinning from the reception and everything that happened there, and despite the fact that I had changed out of my dress into something more comfortable, I still felt…different.It didn't help that Blake spent the entire car ride talking to Tucker and giving him orders. You'd think that this was his first time away from the company or something.“Tucker, make sure you schedule a meeting with the Swiss investors by Tuesday,” he was talking as he unbuckled his seatbelt before the car had even come to a full stop. “And keep an eye on the F1 team’s testing sessions. I want detailed reports especially on the tyre degradation and engine performan