Todos os capítulos de I Stole A Kiss From A Billionaire : Capítulo 161 - Capítulo 170

KAYLA'S POVMy ears rang at his question and I wished I could be anywhere else, anywhere but here. I had thought about telling Desmond many times and every one of those times, it seemed like a bad decision. I was not even sure what I wanted to do yet. Telling him would only complicate things further.“It's not. Will you let me go now?" I tried to school my face into indifference.“Don't fuck with me, Kayla," he sneered. “The timeline matches when we got together. Is this baby mine?" "I could have slept with someone else the next day. How would you know?” I rolled my eyes. "For the last time, let go of me. I do not want to be seen with the man who tried to ruin my family and led my father astray.”"Yet you're carrying his baby,” he smirked."I already said it's not yours,” I glared. "I would never carry a Whitmire’s offspring.”"I don't believe you one bit. Your left eye twitched when you said that so you're lying.”What psychological bullshit was he spewing?“My shoulders hurt," I h

LESLIE'S POVI read those words over and over, each one looking less real than the last one. But the words didn't disappear, they stared back at me.My daughter. He called me that three times within a paragraph. Words that I never heard from him in the twelve years I lived with him.I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and looked up. The staff that had been gossiping earlier stared at me in disbelief, their feet rooted to the ground. Saint returned with the bottle of water I had asked for and accessed the situation.“What's going on? Did they say something to you?" He looked at them and they avoided his eyes, fear clear on their faces.“Nothing I haven't heard before," I shrugged. Saint turned to them but I held his hand and shook my head. "Let it be. I don't want to make an issue out of this.”He pulled away from me and walked up to them regardless. I craned my neck as he spoke to them but I couldn't hear a thing. After a while, he returned back to me.“What did you tell

LESLIE’S POV“Oh my, Mrs Baxter. I'm so sorry. I didn't see you there," she gasped. “Did it touch you? I'm sorry." "It did not, so it's okay.” I turned to walk away but she grabbed my arm. Her hands were cold against my bare arm so I shook it off. “Is there a problem? I'm not upset, honestly. You don't have to be concerned." They wanted to embarrass me so as to humble me but they failed. I've spent enough time in this circle to know how shallow they think and behave, thanks to my mother-in-law for her amazing mentorship.The woman stared at her hands in question before looking at me. “Since you are here, why don't you join me and the others?" She gestured to the women that were staring at us earlier. “All of our husbands are CEOs. I am sure we can be good company to you." I blinked at her words, my brain sending a code red signal to me. “As much as I would love to, I have to return to my husband. I told him I was just going to the bar.”"Hey, you don't have to be shy.” She hooked h

LESLIE'S POVMy moment of shock lasted for a whole minute before I regained control of my body and ran to Kayla. I crouched and held her to my chest, noticing the trail of tears on her face.This was unacceptable.“How could you be so heartless, Aunt Tiara?" I yelled.“What is the first family doing in my home? How did you get in here?" She dropped the whip, no remorse in her words or actions. “Leave right now. How I decide to discipline my children is none of your business.”"This is not discipline, this is abuse. How can you whip your daughter, especially when you know she's pregnant?” I stood up and faced her, my blood boiling. Her face cracked and she glanced at her daughter. “How do you know about that? Did…did she tell you?”“That is not the point." “That's the point!" She bellowed. “When did she tell you? How did you find out? What rubbish have you been drilling my daughter’s ears?" "If this isn't the peak of shamelessness, I don't know what it is.” Selene clicked her tongue

LESLIE’S POV‘Are you okay? Nothing has happened, right?’ I smiled as I read Saint’s text. I had received several like that from him in the span of an hour.‘If you knew you would be so worried, you should have just come with me to the wedding when I asked you to.’ I sent back and looked up at the bustling crowd. Saint didn't want to be roped into any political affiliation so he decided to stay back. A normal wedding was really nothing compared to a political wedding. From the extravagant decorations, the enormous and seemingly never-ending crowd, the presence of security and military officers and the large media houses ready to film it live for citizens to watch, it was nothing like I've ever seen. Security was everywhere and I could see Tom and Orlando blending in from where I was sitting.They had been MIA for a while because of a special training at their agency but Saint specifically requested them for this event.‘Maybe I should have done that. It's not too late. I'm coming,’ h