Semua Bab I Hired A Billionaire Call-boy : Bab 1 - Bab 10

FELICIA “I want an open marriage!” Harry's voice shook me as he slammed the door behind me.I was only trying to enjoy the show on the TV when he walked in.I rushed over, but the man I saw wasn't the man I married, he wasn't the man I knew. His face was stern and bitter with hate.“Harry, what do you mean?!” I asked; my voice was firm but deep down, my heart was racing with panic. “What has gotten into you?!” There was a tiny crack in my voice now and he caught that immediately, he sensed the fear and it was evident with that subtle flicker in his eyes.“Harry…”He didn't let me finish, he shoved some documents to me rudely and the papers flew around, I scrambled to gather them while he just stood with heavy breaths and a cold scowl. I scanned the documents carefully, making sure I reread every sentence and understood it's full context before I turned back to him. My voice hitched in my throat as I stared at him. At this point, I'm very sure he's clearly not in his right senses.“S

FELICIA “You're pregnant ma'am,” the doctor's voice still rang in my head as I sat in the living room, my arms folded. It's been three days since I slept with that call boy. I feel ashamed of myself right now. But I still remembered that night, just one mistake and I'm used as a scape goat. I don't know how Harry will take it and I can't even tell him about this. The image of him was still in my head, his scent, everything. I still feel ashamed after that night, he didn't collect the money and I didn't see his face. I'm a whore and it breaks me to know that's the truth. He just vanished that morning, leaving only a cufflink that I accidentally found when I was packing my stuff by the drawer and honestly, it still surprises me. I held it and stared at it, his initials were boldly written and I couldn't say it, it felt too heavy in my mouth, too unreal. The slamming of the door made me jerk sharply, my gaze quickly locked towards it. Of course there’s only one annoying human who

FELICIAFor days, I've wallowed in pain. That wasn't the problem, the pregnancy was growing and I was growing even more worried about it.Based on how he treated me the last time, I had avoided him for a whole week, but today, the pain feels thicker.Sooner than I expect, my belly would be bulging out and I wouldn't have an explanation to give to Harry who was too busy fucking other women and saw me like shit. We haven't had sex in like forever, we can't even do that anytime soon. And I don't know what to do.This feeling is painful and now, I can only wish I hadn't met him that night, I can only wish Harry was sensible enough.I just don't know what to do. And from my little experience with him these past few weeks, I've come to realize that sometimes, it's not love into which unbreakable bonds are built, but it's the decency of merciful lies and it hurts to know that I'm caught in world of two men and losing what I never really had.But then again, staying here and worrying all day

HARRYI had never been afraid of a boardroom meeting before.Not once.But as I stood outside the conference room that morning, my hand hovering just inches from the door, I felt something unfamiliar, something unsettling crawling beneath my skin.Fear.I clenched my jaw.This was ridiculous.I built this company. Every inch of it. Every deal, every risk, every sleepless night, it was mine. These people inside… they were just beneficiaries of my vision.Still, my hand didn’t move immediately.Because today… Felicia wasn’t there.“Damn that woman,” I muttered under my breath.She always knew how to handle them; their questions, their pressure, their constant need for reassurance. She knew when to speak, when to soften the blow, when to redirect their doubts.And now she was nowhere here.I pushed the door open.Nine heads turned instantly.The weight of their stares hit me like a wall, but I forced my expression into something composed, something controlled.“About time you got here, H

FELICIA “Yes,I promise, I will do that for you, Felicia… just help me out.” Harry started. His voice was calm…too calm.I stared at him, searching his face, hoping foolishly that I might see something that resembled the man I once believed in.But all I saw was calculation.The same patterns.My heart wavered for a second, telling me to think properly.Just a second.Because what he was offering wasn't small.Protection.A name for my child.A way to avoid the shame, the questions, the whispers that would follow me everywhere once the truth came out.For a moment, I imagined it.A quiet life.No explanations.No judgment.No fear of raising this child alone.My fingers tightened slightly against the couch.Definitely I couldn't go back to Richard… face him again… endure that humiliation all over, just to secure a future?My chest rose and fell slowly.No.But then something reminded me that this was Harry.I knew him.I knew the way his mind worked, the way he twisted situations to h