All Chapters of THE CRIPPLED BILLIONAIRE IS MINE TO KILL: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Marry him. Make him fall in love. Then kill him.” Lilico’s cold voice cut through the heavy silence like a knife. Ivana’s gaze snapped toward Lilico as if waking from a trance. Unconsciously, the money slipped from her hand, scattering onto the floor. Uncontrollable laughter burst from her throat, shoulders shaking violently, ribs aching. Her gaze darted wildly between Lilico and her boyfriend, Davis, who sat opposite her, desperately signaling her to accept. “Wait! What?” Ivana finally choked out, suppressing her laughter. “Is this a joke? Or do I look like a hired killer to you? If you’ve got this much money, why not hire a professional?” Amusement lingered in her voice. Lilico’s stony expression suggested she was deadly serious. Lilico and Davis exchanged a sharp glance. This wasn’t the reaction they’d anticipated. Knowing Ivana, outspoken, unfiltered, and notoriously money-driven (a fact well-known, especially to Davis, who understood she’d go to great lengths for it) they

The ride to the Brooklyn mansion was smooth, but the silence suffocated them in the car. No one dared to start a conversation, as every one of them was buried in their thoughts. Ivana’s fingers drummed nervously on her thigh as she awaited the moment the car would stop. Davis noticed her trembling hand and quickly placed his over hers to calm her down. He had insisted on joining them to make sure she was fine with everything. Not like he cared, though. He just doesn’t want Ivana to change her mind along the way. “If you act like this in front of Tardrain, I bet you won’t survive a day,” Lilico muttered, staring at them through the driver’s rearview mirror. “Come on, stop painting him to be a villain . You’re scaring her. Besides, he’s also human like us,” Davis defended, gripping Ivana’s hand tighter. Lilico let out a short, dry laugh. Marveled at how Davis was pretending to care about Ivana’s feelings, when she already knew he was in for all the benefits. Suddenly, the c

Tardrain expertly navigated his wheelchair toward his bedside. There was his alarming gadget, lying on his bedside drawer, used for calling his servants during emergencies. He angrily punched the red button. His fingers curled on his wheelchair armrest, the leather cracking under his grip, a fiery rage coursed through his veins, threatening to consume him. “Who the hell was that maid? Her audacity. Her guts. Who the hell employed her?” he groaned through gritted teeth. His chest rose and fell, his anger mounting at himself. He felt humiliated; he felt downgraded. Everything about Ivana’s gaze was something he had never seen or experienced before. Her eyes, the way she stared at him as if he wasn’t the most feared in the city, as if he was just a ‘cripple’ to be pitied. “Fuck!” Tardrain stamped his clenched fist repeatedly on the wheelchair armrest. The impact rattled up his useless legs; at least he could feel something other than this choking fury. But at the same time, he fe

Ivana stopped in front of Tardrain’s door, her hand reached for the doorknob. But as she twisted it, it hit a hard stop. Her face fell, her lips pouted in genuine disappointment.Instinctively, she glanced over her shoulder, she saw Lilico leaning against the doorframe, watching her with a sharp calculative gaze and her hands folded tightly across her chest.Ivana flashed her a nervous smile, and pointed a silent finger on the door, signaling that problem. She pressed her lips in a hard line; she didn't want Tardrain to hear her voice, or make her presence known.Suddenly, Lilico reached out into her sweatpants and pulled out a silver spare key. She waved it at Ivana, whose eyes lit up, a bright, mischievous smile, broke across her face the moment she sighted the key.‘How did she get that?’ Ivana’s mind swirled in thought for a second, but she didn’t care to ask Lilico. She gently tip-toed back to Lilico and snatched the key, grinning from ear to ear.“Thank you.” She whispered, hol

Ivana ran as fast as her legs could carry her downstairs. She couldn't bear the thought of all the beautiful dresses and clothes ending up in the trash.“What was he thinking?” Trying to get back at me, huh?” She muttered, on the verge of tears. “Just wait for my payback, Tardrain.” She kept running, and in no time, she was standing outside.Her chest heaved as if she had run a marathon. With her hands resting on her hips, her gaze darted around the large mansion surrounding, searching for a possible direction where the trash bin might be.Suddenly, she spotted a male and female servant whispering to each other’s ear and giggles, giving off major high school lovers vibes. They were so engrossed in their conversation that nothing else matters to them. Ivana scoffed, rolling her eyes as she prepared to continue her search. However,instinctively, her gaze lowered to their feet, only to find her luggage sitting right there on the pavement.“That’s my luggage! Thank goodness,” She exclai