บททั้งหมดของ Married To A Billionaire Nightmare : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

LORETTA “What?” The words reached me in jagged pieces, each one slicing me through. Many things happened to me all at once, I felt my eyes water, my pulse skitter, and my heart race“I—” I shook my head and stopped halfway, then held up a trembling hand. “No. Slow down, Say that again”Celeste opened her mouth, but before she could speak, the designer stepped forward.“Actually” she said hesitantly, giving Celeste an unreadable look before looking back to me “We don't know if he was actually married, we aren't so sure the wedding happened” Celeste's head snapped toward her. “Ayana—”“I only know what I was hired to do.” Ayana looked somewhat apologetic but didn't back down, she took a step closer to me, her voice softening “She deserves to know the whole thing”Celeste let out a sigh, and then glared at Winnie, as if telling her that this was all her fault I looked between the three women, and my pulse was pounding in my ears. “What do you mean?”Ayana clasped her hands together

ELIONI didn't know when this primal beast inside of me was born, but I had the vague sense that it was around the time things began to change between Loretta and meBefore now, I had never known what it felt like to be consumed by possessiveness; I had never had the overwhelming urge to bring a man down simply because he dared to speak about another person as though she could belong to him.But over the past few weeks, something inside me had changed. It was as if the walls around my heart had been forced apart to make room for something that had no business existing there before. My every instinct screamed at me to keep her close, to keep her with me where no one can take her away.And the thought of another man thinking that Loretta could be his, when she's utterly, devestatingly and completely mine awakened something so dark and territorial inside me that even I barely recognized it.It started as a slow tightening beneath my ribs, then it spread like wildfire. Like venom, across

ELION There was a scar on my handA small red bruise that I could barely register in my head, still I kept on flickering that lighter, burning the wound deeper, hoping I could do more— worse Because I was becoming something I barely recognized, by the time I arrived at home, I was in a disturbed state of mind.Sean's family had done nothing to me. Sarah had done nothing to me, neither had her two little boys. Yet I had looked one of my oldest colleagues in the eye and told him that I would destroy them if he ever mentioned Loretta that way again.I rubbed my thumb over the fresh burn before slipping the lighter back into my pocket and pushing in through the doors. The moment I stepped in, Cold silence met me. This wasn't unusual, but for the past few months since Loretta moved in, the penthouse has always been filled with this...warmthMost times when we leave the office separately, I already come back to find her setting the table for dinner with a small smile spread unconsciously

ELION I had sighed more time today than I have in thirty-one years of my life put together. It was becoming a habit I didn't quite appreciateUsually, all problems have solutions. Acquisitions required complex negotiation, I knew how to outsmart competitors and outmaneuver them even governments could be lobbied.The business and financial sector made sense to me. People used to make sense too, I could study them, tell when they're lying or notBut Loretta Sterling? She was a different species entirely, one that is so complex it's almost impossible to understand herFrom where I sat behind the desk in my bedroom, the entire penthouse was wrapped in the quiet silence of midnight, broken only by the faint ticking of the clock on my wall. I sat in the dark, listening as the seconds ticked by I was thinking, or at least trying to as I clicked my lighter open and shut. For a few seconds, the tiny orange flame bloomed into existence, I watched it for a long moment, letting it burn my alrea

LORETTAMrs Parks seemed determined to avoid both of us during breakfast.Whether it was because of guilt over yesterday or because she could sense a silent storm brewing between Elion and me, I couldn't tell.Elion sat across from me, the long dining table putting a good space between us, but not enough. As usual, he was sharply dressed in an expensive, tailored obsidian black suit today; his tie, however, was a deep shade of green. I watched him silently as he buttered a slice of toast as if this were a normal morning Anytime he lifted his eyes to mine, my heart would lurch into my throat, and I would instinctively look down at my plate of scrambled eggs.Every time his coal-black eyes met mine, a shudder would ripple through me, and my stomach would pull tight in ways I had no business feeling at the moment So I poked around my plate for a while after taking a few forkfuls. The clicks of our cutlery were the only sound, occasionally breaking through the silence Neither of us spo