All Chapters of The Billionaire's Ultimatum: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

LAURAI took her hand in mine as I checked the her vitals and her pulse. I noticed that her heart monitor beeped slower than it had this morning. I couldn't help but feel the sadness growing in my heart as i watched my favourite patient slip little by little everyday.Grace Blackwell.A successful business woman who walked through the doors ready to conquer six months ago, with an optimistic look set on her face. Now, cancer has turned her into the shadow of a woman who walked through the clinic. Her shiny skin was now looking rippled like crumpled paper, her beautiful silky hair taken away by the aggressive chemo.Having checked her pulse, I let go off her hand but she squeezed mine tightly. "Laura dear," Grace's voice was strained. "Don't go. Please.""I'm here, Mrs Blackwell" I whispered back."Grace," she corrected, "how many times will I tell you this?""Grace," I muttered with a small chuckle."Sit down pleas

LAURAGrace's funeral was today. As promised, Xavier sent a car for me; a Mercedes car with tinted windows. The drive down to the venue was quiet and I sat in the back seat wearing the only black dress I owned. Compared to the shiny black leather seats in the car, it felt like I was wearing rags.The funeral was holding at a church cathedral on the north side. I haven't been to this part of Chicago before. This was the wealthy, expensive division and my mouth fell open as I regarded the skyscrapers and the beautiful horticulture lining the streets. This was where people like Xavier lives. We pulled up to the cathedral and I was surprised to see the crowd milling about the entrance. I thought it crazy that this amount of people showed up for her funeral but not one of them visited while she was in the clinic. Hundreds of people in designer black clothes stood around talking in small groups. I recognized some of them from television. There was a senator, and

LAURAXavier's penthouse was absolutely beautiful. There was no words to describe it. The view was breathtaking even at night. Floor to ceiling windows with a breathtaking view of the city which spanned out like stars, expensive furniture that blended with the color of the marble walls. Everything was perfect and cold, just like him.I stood in the entrance with my duffle bag, suddenly aware of how out of place I was. Xavier walked past me into the living room and two people looked up from the couch."Xavier, you're back," the man greeted. He looked younger than Xavier, and I recognized him from the funeral. Xavier's brother. He smiled when he saw me. "And you brought company." "Lucas,Juniper, this is Laura Grey," Xavier said. He didn't look at me when he said it. "She'll be staying here." The woman, Juniper, stood up slowly. Her beauty was intimidating and when her eyes swept over me from head to toe, I could tell she f