All Chapters of The Deal with the Billionaire Devil: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

TARA“Mom.” My cheeks burned.“An American billionaire playboy.”“Mom, people change, okay.” I smiled as I stole a glance at Mad, who looked amused. He heard everything I said and saw everything I did. “And we’re engaged.”“Sweetheart.” Her eyes widened in excitement. “I’m so happy for you. This is a cause for celebration.”Giggling, I showed her the ring. It felt like she was just sitting across from me, and time never passed between us. Her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. “Oh, it’s timeless and gorgeous. Your dream engagement ring.”Surprised, I asked, “What do you mean?”“You don’t remember, do you? When you were still like twelve, you always came with me to the jewelry room. While I picked the jewelry for the occasion, you tried them on. There was a particular ring that you liked very much. It’s still in the box. You always put it into your thumb because it was bigger around your ring finger.”“Oh, I think I remember now. Was it Sapphire?”“Yes. A gift from your father during

MAD“Are you okay?” I placed my hand on her thigh, and she barely paid attention. I just confessed to the Queen that I loved her daughter, and Tara just smiled. I didn’t know if she believed me or if she thought I said it out loud to convince her mother to help us secure her father’s approval. I was glad she finally took the leap, talking to her mother. She looked ecstatic, her eyes shining. She never put down her phone after the video call. I didn’t know if she and her mother were exchanging texts or she was chatting with Olive. Anyhow, I was happy for her. “I’m planning to jump into the ocean.”She stopped and turned to me, confused and worried. “Are you trying to kill yourself, or is it a challenge?”“So you heard what I said?”“Yeah. I also know about the whale rescue video, and it’s something.” She took my hand and kissed it. “And I’m fine. I’m chatting with Olive. I told her I can’t talk to her right now. We’re on our way to your parents.” She finally slipped her phone insid

MAD“I don’t care about him, Mad. I’m glad I didn’t meet him. He would only add to my nightmare. But I care about you. I don’t want you to lose your soul protecting me or avenging me.”“Well, the way you look at me right now with the hatred in your eyes, I might as well lose your trust, and I’m afraid I’m gonna lose you, too, because I’m not undoing what I’ve done. Go on, judge me. That’s what you’re good at, right?” I couldn’t stand there anymore, or worse, I would say something I would regret later, or I would hear something that would break my heart even more. So, I walked out of the office. I suddenly feel suffocated, but one thing was for sure— I did not regret what I did. A jail time would be too merciful for him, and the evidence I had might not be strong enough to implicate him. But he deserved what was coming for him, if he was still alive.I found myself kicking dry leaves in the backyard. I was still enraged despite watching him beg for his life to be saved. “You know she

MAD“Always.” She met my gaze, burning with need and intensity. Her breath rasped as her hands raked down my back, fingers grazing against my skin. Her touch ignited sparks of pleasure that went straight to my groin.Leaning down slowly, I captured her tit with my mouth, sucking them hard enough for her to shiver and throw her head back. Then I paid the same attention to the other before releasing them and kissing her lips.Then I took her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand and slid the other inside her pajama bottom. “Oh, Mad.” She gasped and shuddered against me as I glided my finger between her warm, wet folds. “Oh, baby. You’re wet for me.” I kissed her lips and stroked her entrance upward to her clit. “Open your eyes and look at me.” My voice dropped an octave. “I need more.” Tara met my gaze, burning with the intensity of lust that matched mine. Her words surged a desire through me. She didn’t need to ask for it. I would surely give her more. She parted her

TARA “Shut up.” Blushing, she dragged me inside the lobby. “I just talked to him, you know.” “I don’t wanna know what it was all about.” I grabbed her to stop. “Olive, you don’t have to be scared anymore. I know you’re bold and honest. Can you be honest with yourself and tell me you don’t like Lynx?” “I like him.” She glared. “Then what’s stopping you? That Keith might come back?” She breathed deeply. “I know you’ve been with him for years. So, if he comes back, are you planning to get back together?” “I don’t know. I still love him.” “I understand. Does Lynx know that?” She shook her head. “I think I’m beginning to like him, too, and I’m confused.”“It’s not confusing. You haven’t moved on. It’s not easy to forget and move on from a three-year relationship, but you felt like Keith let you down, and then you met a man along the way who filled that hole or gap in your chest and made you wanna believe in love and fall over again. Do you wanna hear my advice?”“Can I say hard