All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Desire: Owned By Him : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Nat was in his office, slightly bored, idly playing with a multicolored Scrabble set—orange, yellow, purple, green, and red. He felt content. Until Alicia stormed in.She had a cunning stare in her eyes, her gait marked by a teasing sashay. She looked as proud as an eagle, as though she were certain the world belonged to her, as if she held it in the palm of her hand.Nat looked at her, brows furrowed.“What do I owe this auspicious visit?” he asked.She took off her glasses and stared at him.“May I?” she said, pulling out a chair.“Sure,” he replied.She sat down and crossed her legs, tucking her shades into her dress.“Well, if you must know, I felt quite bored.”“Bored?” he scoffed. “And how does coming to my office help with that? What do you want?” he asked with an exhale.She stood up and placed a hand under his chin.“You,” she said, her eyes lingering in his.He slapped her hand away like a mosquito. She frowned.“Stop!” he snapped.“Please,” she leaned in as if to kiss him.

Zara stirred in her sleep, and once in a while, she would curl into a ball, her hands on her tummy. She felt a gnawing pain in her stomach. She couldn’t get up from bed—she was too lazy to. Her face creased into a displeased frown. She rolled from side to side; luckily, the bed was large enough to accommodate her and save her from falling to the ground.Finally, she got up to go to the toilet, feeling a surge of a nauseating liquid sensation running up her throat from her stomach, as if in regurgitation. She vomited, a milky brown liquid. She washed her face and went back to sleep, relieved.Isla knocked on her door and came in.“Hey, babe.”Zara opened one eye, shutting the other. She was too tired to speak.“It’s 12:35, and why are you still sleeping?” she asked.Zara’s eyes were still shut.Isla put the back of her palm on her neck and forehead to check her temperature. Zara was scalding hot.“You’re running a high temperature,” she said.Zara yawned and got up. She drank the water

He dropped Johnny off after the movies at her house. Alicia ran outside when she heard his car rev. He drove the orange Ferrari. Johnny emerged from the falcon-winged doors, and she embraced him.“My love,” Alicia said, crouching to the ground in her purple silk robe. Her hair was scattered and undone.Johnny looked super excited and satisfied, holding a cone of half-finished ice cream in his hand. Nat watched from the car, his spectacles on.“Did you have fun today?” she asked.“Yes!” Johnny said in high spirits, sucking his cone.“Good.” She touched the soft of his ear. “Now go inside and freshen up, okay?” she said to him.Johnny innocently went in. Now that it was left to her and Nat, her smile changed into a charged grin. As she approached, Nat put the car gear in reverse, eager to disappear and zoom off.“Where the hell is this nigga going?” Alicia said angrily to no one in particular.She ran and followed his car, as if to pursue it.“Hey! Stop!” she said, standing in front of

Nat was the first to wake up. He looked at her as she purred in her sleep—her beautiful skin, her flowing and bouncy hair. She lay on his chest. He perceived the smell of coconuts as he removed her hands from his embrace and got up. He headed for the kitchen. He made pancakes—fluffy slabs loaded with sugar, honey, and raspberry topping. His tank top did not hide his muscular arms, the way his hunk body looked sexy and felt overpowering to her in bed.The aromatic smell of food woke her up, jolting her from her dreamy state. She smiled as Nat brushed her hair to the side, massaging the soft lobe of her ears so tenderly, so delicately. He had certainly been entangled, caught in the delicate threads of romance, and so had she.“Good morning,” Zara said, yawning and sitting up. She removed the duvet covering her lap, revealing her pink silk robe.“Morning, beautiful,” he said. “I made you breakfast.”She held the tray and sipped the coffee.“Thank you,” she muttered softly under her brea

Zara broke the news to her siblings in glee.She held her fingers up in the air, showing them to Jean with flair. The diamond ring glittered with effulgent luminescence, a second real diamond added to her collection.Jean took her hands in hers. Her mouth hung open in surprised shock as she touched the ring, feeling the stone.“Oh my God,” she said.She looked at Zara. “It’s so beautiful.”Zara blushed, feeling flattered.“I know, right?” she said.“Congratulations… sis… this is huge.” Jean hugged Zara and pecked her cheeks, producing a smacking sound.Zara’s blush deepened. Goosebumps rose on her skin from her sister’s genuine joy, joy that came from seeing her life finally take on the shape of meaning.“Wow… getting married to the billionaire,” she teased.Zara laughed. “He should have done this ever since, but anyway that’s a story for another day.”“When is the wedding? And please, I’m already your chief bridesmaid.”Zara chuckled lightly. “Of course, baby. That’s settled.” She h