All Chapters of Once A Doormat, Now A Famous Billionaire Heiress: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

L U C A S"Fuck!" I threw the glass of whiskey against the wall, the liquid splashing across a painting my mother had gifted me. But, I couldn't care less about it.The glass shattered, the sound as violent as the anger coursing through my veins.I looked at the articles flying around, my entire life, my empire, crumbling around me, all thanks to one man.Damian Moretti.He had done this. The timing was too perfect. The evidence was too precise. This wasn't some random leak. This was a targeted strike. A declaration of war.My phone buzzed on the table. I ignored it. I knew who it was. My board. My investors. The vultures, circling to devour me.I walked to the window, looking out over the city lights. My city. A city I was on the verge of losing.My assistant walked into my office, carefully avoiding the broken glass on the floor."Mr. Hart," she said. "The board has called an emergency meeting right now. They're demanding answers.""Let them demand," I snarled, my back still to her

B I A N C AThe morning light filtered through the curtains. I was alone in the bed. I sat up, the silk sheets pooling around my waist, there was a dull ache between my thighs a delicious reminder of last night.I could still smell him on the sheets.I felt shame and contentment at the same time. He had played me like a fiddle, and I had let him. I had confessed my deepest, most vulnerable secret, and he had used it. And it had been earth shattering.Eight hours of non stop love making and multiple orgasms later, my body was sore and tired, but I had never felt so alive. What had we done?It was more than just sex. It was more like a surrender. A total and complete surrender. And it scared the hell out of me. The cage was looking less like a prison, and that was the most terrifying thought of all.I got out of bed, my legs were unsteady, I wrapped a silk robe around myself. As I walked into the living room, I froze.Damian was there, standing by the window, wearing a perfectly tailo

B I A N C AI looked him straight in the eye, a cool smile on my lips. "I don't think so, Lucas. From what I hear, they're quite pleased with the new management.""The new management?" Lucas let out a bitter laugh. "You mean your husband? Don't make me laugh. You're just a puppet. A pretty face Damian uses to get what he wants. He's using you, just like he's using this company."I refused to rise to the bait. I knew what he was doing. He was trying to get a reaction out of me. To make me look weak and emotional in front of everyone. But I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction."At least I'm not the one who had to resort to faking photos to get attention," I said, my voice like ice. "How pathetic."Lucas's face flushed with anger. "You have no idea what you're talking about. He's manipulating you. Can't you see? He's a monster.""And you're a sore loser," I shot back. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have a company to run."I turned my back on him, my head held high. Damian followed me

L U C A SI slammed the car door shut, not bothering to open Natalia’s side for her. The engine roared to life, and I peeled away from the curb, the tires screeching in protest."Lucas, slow down! You're going to get us killed," Natalia shrieked, clutching the door handle."Good," I snarled, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Maybe that would be a preferable ending to this shitshow."I could still see them. Damian's hands all over her. Bianca, melting in his arms like a pathetic, lovesick fool. The way she looked at him. It was the same way she used to look at me. Before I broke her heart."Did you see that?" I slammed my palm against the steering wheel. "Did you see them? She looked at him like he was her king. Her savior. She's forgotten everything. Everything we had."Natalia rolled her eyes. "And so? You have me now. Why the hell are you bothered that she’s with someone else? The only thing you should be bothered about is that she took your company from you! How did hell will I get

B I A N C AFinally, when I couldn't take it anymore, he rose to his feet, a triumphant look on his face. He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bedroom.He laid me down on the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. He stripped off his clothes, and I watched him, my heart pounding with anticipation. He was magnificent. A work of art.He joined me on the bed, his body covering mine."C-condom." I managed to squeak out just before he could enter me. We had made that mistake the first time, and I had rushed to take a morning after pill the next day. I was on the pill now, but it was safer to use a condom. We were not in a relationship. This was just... sex.He stopped, a flicker of something in his eyes. Annoyance? Disappointment? I couldn't tell."Right," he said, his tone flat. He got up and walked over to the dresser, pulling a condom out of the drawer and rolling it on.He came back to the bed, and the mood had shifted.He entered me, and I gasped at the sudden fullness. He st