All Chapters of Once A Doormat, Now A Famous Billionaire Heiress: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

B I A N C AMy life has had a lot of plot twist to last me a lifetime. But this… this was something else entirely.My husband had a brother. A twin. A secret twin who had just waltzed into our home and was now threatening to take everything from us.I looked at Damian, my heart aching for him. I could see the turmoil in his eyes, the confusion and the anger. He was trying to process it all, just like I was. But he was also trying to protect us, to be the strong capable man he always was.I looked at Elijah. He was the spitting image of Damian, but there was a darkness in him that was all his own. A cruelty that I had never seen in Damian, not even at his worst.Elijah took another step towards me, and I could feel the fear rising in my chest. I was trapped on the bed, with Ian between us. My son. My sweet, innocent son who was now caught in the middle of this nightmare."Don't come any closer," I said, my voice trembling but firm. I pulled Ian closer to me, my arms wrapping around him

D A M I A N"Smart of you to come alone." Elijah said as I walked towards him. I found him in a bar on the outskirts of the city. He was sitting at a corner table, a glass of whiskey in his hand, a smug look on his face. He looked like he had been expecting me."I had a feeling you'd be here," I said, sliding into the seat opposite him. "We need to talk.""Do we?" he said, taking a sip of his whiskey. "I thought I made myself clear. I want what's mine. And I'm not leaving until I get it.""And what is that, Elijah?" I asked, my voice strong. "The company? The house? The money? Or is it something more? Is it about revenge? Is it about making us pay for what they did to you? For what I didn’t even know about? You think I wouldn’t have loved my own twin if I knew he existed?"He stared at me, his eyes narrowed. I could see the conflict in them, the war between the man he was and the man he wanted to be."You don't know anything about me," he said, his voice laced with bitterness. "You do

C H L O EI walked into my boyfriend’s company, wearing a new red dress I got. It was our one year anniversary and I wanted to do something special for us. Xavier came into my life at my lowest point. I had just gotten out of a long-term situationship with a man who didn’t know what he wants with me. I fell deeply in love with Marco only to get my heart broken because of his fear of commitment. Xavier was a breath of fresh air. He was everything Marco was not. He was loving, attentive, and he wasn't afraid to show me how much he cared. He made me feel like I was the only woman in the world.And for the first time in a long time, I was happy. Truly happy.I just imagined how much happier I could have been with Marco. But no matter how hard we tried to make it work, it just never did.I took the elevator up to the top floor, a spring in my step. I couldn't wait to see the look on Xavier's face when he saw me.The elevator doors opened, and I stepped out into the hallway. I walked towa

C H L O EHe looked at me, his eyes darkening with desire. He leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from mine. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the scent of his cologne filling my senses."Chloe, I’m not going to be your rebound," he said, his voice low and husky. "I want more than that. I want all of you. I want to be the one you run to, not the one you run to when you're hurt. I'm not a placeholder.""Oh shut up, Marco." I said, closing the distance between us and crushing my lips against his. He didn't pull away. Instead, he kissed me back with a hunger that mirrored my own.His lips were soft and demanding, just like I remembered. One year of not knowing what I had been missing. He pulled me onto his lap, his hands tangling in my hair. I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.It was desperate and hungry. All the suppressed longing, it all poured into this one kiss. My hands roamed over his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath his shirt. His grip ti

B I A N C A"Did he take advantage of you?" I asked, my anger rising. If Marco hurt my best friend, family or not, I would skin him alive."No," she said, her voice firm. "No, it wasn't like that. I kissed him. I wanted it. I needed it. I needed to feel something other than pain.""And he… he went along with it? After everything? After he knows how vulnerable you are?""He tried to talk me out of it," she admitted. "He said he didn't want to be a rebound. But I insisted. I told him I was a single woman and I was free to do whatever I wanted."I let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through my hair. This was a mess. A complete and utter mess.And if seemed like mess wasn’t only in my own life, but now my best friend’s too."And you don't regret it? You don't feel guilty?""I don't know," she said, her voice honest. "I should, but I don't. It felt… right. Being with him.""I don't know what to say, Chlo," I said, shaking my head. I was angry at Xavier for hurting her, angry at Marco