All Chapters of The Devilish Billionaire I Hooked On Valentine : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

VALERIEI can't believe I'm doing this.That was the first thought that crossed my mind as the glass touched my lips again on fucking Valentine's Day of all days, doing the one thing I swore, hunched over my father's hospital bed years ago that I would never do.Get wasted."You sure you wanna go that hard?" Cassie asked from behind the counter, eyeing me like I'd lost my damn mind.I swallowed the contents of the shot glass and felt it burn all the way down my throat. God this is torture. "I deserve it," I said, setting the glass down harder than I meant to. "Four years, Cass. Four fucking years. I paid the bills, I fucking made his meals and I waited. I supported that asshole when his dad cut him off for his expensive lifestyle. And he couldn't even have the decency to cheat on me on a normal day. No. He picked Valentine's Day. Valentine's Day!"Cassie winced. "It's wild... And mad cold.""Cold?" I laughed, the sound strange to my own ears. "He fucked my best friend. Calvin actuall

VALERIEI woke up with my neck bent wrong and my mouth dry like I'd swallowed sand.For a long second, I didn't move. I just lay there on the leather couch in the VIP room, staring at the ceiling lights that were still dimmed like the night never ended. My head was pounding in slow, mean pulses. My body felt heavy. Used. Sore in really intimate places Then flashes started coming back. Hands. Heat. A mouth on mine. "Angel""Oh God," I muttered, dragging a hand down my face.I sat up a bit too quickly causing the room to spin just enough to make me groan. My thighs pressed together and I sucked in a sharp breath, the ache between my legs brought back more memories to the surface."What the fuck," I whispered.I looked around as panic began crawling up my throat. My clothes were folded neatly on the chair. My heels by the door. The room smelled like sex a lot of sex.I pushed myself off the couch just as the bathroom door opened.A man walked out, buttoning his shirt. Every man I'd see

VALERIEI hate him.God, I hate him.I didn't even know it was possible to hate a person this fast, this hard, this deep, but there it was, crawling under my skin, spreading with every breath I took inside that damn car, sitting across from a man who had managed to ruin my life in less than twenty-four hours and somehow still looked bored doing it. He didn't have to speak to piss me off. Sometimes it was the silence. Other times it was the tiniest things. The way his jaw clenched like he was always holding something back. The way he checked his watch like even time annoyed him. The way he didn't look at me. At all.I stared out the tinted window, arms crossed tight below my tits. "You could at least tell me where we're going," I muttered.He didn't look up from his phone. "We're almost there.""That wasn't an answer.""It was enough."I scoffed. "Do you get paid extra for being insufferable or were you just born like this?"Silence.I laughed bitterly. "God, you're exhausting." The c

VALERIE I was still staring at the drawer like it had personally offended my ancestors when a sharp knock exploded against the bedroom door and I nearly jumped out of my skin. My hand slammed the cupboard shut so fast the wood cracked loudly and I whipped around like I’d just been caught committing a crime. “Coming!” I blurted, my voice coming out weird and breathless, and I ran my hands down my hoodie like that would somehow erase the fact that I had just discovered my supposed husband owned an entire museum of sinful equipment. I walked quickly out of the closet, forcing my face into something calm, something normal, something that definitely did not scream I just saw chains and vibrators, and opened the door. Mrs. Whitmore stood there again, calm and composed like she hadn’t moved an inch since the Victorian era, holding a large black box in both hands. “For you, my lady,” she said politely. I blinked. “For me?” She held the box out. “For the banquet tonight.” I took it slo

VALERIE When Dominic finally pulled away from the kiss my brain took a full second to restart.I was breathing harder than I meant to and my fingers were still gripping the front of his suit jacket like it was the only solid thing in the room. The crowd reacted immediately, a soft wave of amused awe moving through them like they had just witnessed the most romantic moment of the century instead of a staged performance between two people who had been threatening each other all day.Someone near the front actually sighed. I could feel my face warming but I forced myself to lean closer to Dominic, steadying myself against him like the kiss had simply stolen my breath away, which technically it had. His hand stayed firm on my waist, holding me in place, and for a moment we just stood there while cameras flashed again and whispers rolled across the hall."I hate you." I murmured under my breathe“That so,” he murmured quietly against my ear without moving his lips much. “Cause you look li