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All for the billionaire whispers
Gregory doesn't just drop us off, he carries the bag even after my protest of him taking us into my studio. He drops the bag on my desk, gives me and Ivy a peck on the cheek before leaving. All the while my colleagues gwak at him like some ethereal creature. When their daze is over lily rushes to pick Ivy up.My boss is in shock when he sees me in my seat. “Denise” he rubs his temples tiredly even though he just got in. “I thought you said you weren't resuming What the heck are you doing here”. He sighs tiredly. “I know, I know”. I raise my arm trying to calm him down. “I know I said I was going to resume later but I thought to myself, hey Denise what's the essence of waiting that long when you are fit to resume now, so….. here I am”. I give him a cheeky smile. He looks at me like he doesn't believe me but he is too exhausted to fight me.“You know what?I'm not in the mood to know what's really going on. We could really use the extra hand. We have a lot of clients this week so I'll j
All for the billionaire Creepers
We close by five pm everyday at the studio, I usually stay up till six or seven when I was single and without a child. Now as soon as the time hits five I begin to clear out my table.“Denise?” It sounds more like a question. I raise my head to Lily. She is without Ivy. “Erhm.. Your husband is here”. She says. She is shy for reasons I do not know. I contorted my face not expecting that. “Erh- Thank you?” She's barely out when Gregory matches in with a sleeping Ivy in his arms. “Hey babe”. He walks over to me giving me a kiss on the cheek. Surely this is for show. “Hey” I whisper. Surely my colleagues will be listening to our conversation after the massive flowers he sent today. “Why are you here?” I continue to whisper.“Isn't it obvious? I came to pick you up, I dropped you off”. He also whispers, he wouldn't risk showing outsiders that we aren't a lovey dovey couple.He picks up my already packed bag stepping aside so I can walk in front of him just how a perfect gentle man would
All for the billionaire What the hell
Gregory's head is on my thighs. He is still clutching them in pain while I cry big ugly tears on his behalf. The car skids to a stop in front of a hospital. A middle aged man is waiting for us with a stretcher. They wheel Gregory inside. I hear the middle aged man which I assume to be Dr Carlos speaks to another Doctor. I have no idea what he says to him but they both look at me and down to my feet. I follow their gaze to my feet and notice that I am barefooted. I look behind me and I see my footprint is covered in blood, my blood. Then I felt the pain in my foot. I was pierced by the broken glass. In the heat of the moment I didn't realise I was injured, carrying on mindlessly. The new doctor walks over to me, taking me to a spare bed. “I'll take out the glass and attend to your wound, bandage them up and you'll be good as new”. The doctor's voice is soothing.“And Gregory?”. I questioned. Concerned about the health of the father of my baby more than anything else. “He will be alri
All for the billionaire Laughable
Just as promised, the doctor who attended to my feet took me to Gregory once he was stable enough to have a visitor. I am wheeled into his room due the wounds on my feet. The room is quiet when I enter and Gregory is asleep. His face is peaceful, void of any worry or pain. The doctor offers to get me some coffee but I decline. He leaves me be while I stare straight at Gregory, mulling over things in my brain. I am pulled to sleep after several hours of trying to sleep. When I awake I hear hushed voices around me. I fling my eyes open. “Ah good you're awake”. His voice has strength in it, nothing like what I assumed he would sound like. I do not respond to him. He continues. “I was about to ask for some help to bring you up on the bed with me”. He smiles at me. When I do not respond, he tells Oliver to get me some food. We sit quietly for several minutes as he types on his phone. My guess is he is responding to emails and carrying out work related affairs. Oliver returns with sandwic
All for the billionaire Not a charity Project
Having these cuts on my feet has hauled my life to some extent. Thank God Carolina is here to make everything bearable for me. My daughter doesn't even mind staying away from me. With Carolina and the rest of the staff ready to play with her she has no use for me. She can survive in anything. I had asked Carolina to help me with my laptop in order to edit some stuff earlier. I finished a while ago and I have been going through old photos. I am currently on the photos I took on the day I met Gregory.I observe the glint in the eyes of the rich women, their dazzling jewellery. I slide to the next picture and it's a picture of Gregory with a drink in his hand. He looks bored. I am about to slide to the next picture when something catches my eye. A hand pouring a substance in his drink. I closely inspected the picture and the hand looks feminine with jewellery on it. His drink was spiked that night. I look at other pictures where Ellie is with him. She was the only other person with him.
All for the billionaire Revelation
You would think that was the last I saw of him. He returns back to me after returning the plate. “Er, what is it this time?”. I huff in frustration. He has that annoying smirk plastered on his face. It is safe for me to say that he has reserved all his smirk for me. “Relax angry bird, I came to tend to your wounds”. He raises a first aid box I didn't initially see. “Carolina can handle it when she is done with whatever is occupying her time”. He doesn't listen to me, instead he walks closer. “Cute”. He says plopping down on the bed like he owns the place. Actually he owns the place I groan internally. He gently places my foot on his thighs, pulling off the old bandage. He cleans around the injury before wrapping the new bandage. He does the same thing for the other foot. He places the old bandaged in a small disposable bag. Then walks over to my bathroom to wash his hands. When he returns I can't help but admire this fine specimen of a man. His sleeves are folded, two buttons of hi
All for the billionaire Revelation
You would think that was the last I saw of him. He returns back to me after returning the plate. “Er, what is it this time?”. I huff in frustration. He has that annoying smirk plastered on his face. It is safe for me to say that he has reserved all his smirk for me. “Relax angry bird, I came to tend to your wounds”. He raises a first aid box I didn't initially see. “Carolina can handle it when she is done with whatever is occupying her time”. He doesn't listen to me, instead he walks closer. “Cute”. He says plopping down on the bed like he owns the place. Actually he owns the place I groan internally. He gently places my foot on his thighs, pulling off the old bandage. He cleans around the injury before wrapping the new bandage. He does the same thing for the other foot. He places the old bandaged in a small disposable bag. Then walks over to my bathroom to wash his hands. When he returns I can't help but admire this fine specimen of a man. His sleeves are folded, two buttons of hi
All for the billionaire Revelation
You would think that was the last I saw of him. He returns back to me after returning the plate. “Er, what is it this time?”. I huff in frustration. He has that annoying smirk plastered on his face. It is safe for me to say that he has reserved all his smirk for me. “Relax angry bird, I came to tend to your wounds”. He raises a first aid box I didn't initially see. “Carolina can handle it when she is done with whatever is occupying her time”. He doesn't listen to me, instead he walks closer. “Cute”. He says plopping down on the bed like he owns the place. Actually he owns the place I groan internally. He gently places my foot on his thighs, pulling off the old bandage. He cleans around the injury before wrapping the new bandage. He does the same thing for the other foot. He places the old bandaged in a small disposable bag. Then walks over to my bathroom to wash his hands. When he returns I can't help but admire this fine specimen of a man. His sleeves are folded, two buttons of hi
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All for the billionaire End You
DENISE'S POVNot long after we woke up did my greatest nightmare walk in. Blood drained from my face and for a split second, my heart forgot to beat.“Patrick”“Why, Hello there sweet peas” his smile broad as a Cheshire cat.“Never thought we would meet in these circumstances, what can I say the Lord is good”. It's sickening, him mentioning the Lord. This brute knows nothing about the Lord.“Now, now, don't be sad, this will only last a few hours and we can be happy. We could even play hide and seek if you like”.He stalks closer to us, no me.“Get away from her you psycho” Luke screams. Patrick pays him no mind as he moves even closer. He raises his hand to graize my temple, I flinch in reaction. “Get your hands away from me”. He laughs heartily at my reaction.“And why would I do that, huh, sweet peas”.“I owe you nothing, I paid all of my debts with interest. So. Get. Your. Hands. Off. Of. Me”. I seeth.“Come on sweet peas”. He draws. “This isn't about debt, this is about how muc
All for the billionaire Got you!
“Dee…” Rosie badges into my room. Luke called, he said he has something to show us. My eyes widen a fraction. “He has figured out something” I murmur. Rosie nods her head frantically at me. I waste no time picking up my bag as we dash out.“Carolina…, we will be back soon”. I hollered at Carolina who was cradling Ivy in her arms.“Ra tat tat” Rosie knocks on Luke's door. There is no answer at first but the second time the door swings open. Luke stands there with an awkward smile that doesn't reach his eyes. He looks kind of nervous. “Come in” he opens the door wider allowing us enter.“Luke are you…” the words are choked shut in my mouth as something hard hits my head. I hear Rosie scream before I black out. The pain at the back of my head is heavy. I try to raise my hand to rub the spot but I can't, my hands are bound.“Ah…” A wave of pain shoots through my head. I blink slowly several times to get the black dots out of my vision.“Ro…..” I call out to my best friend. She is lump
All for the billionaire On the move
"Target has locked in”. Luke the tech guy tells me on the phone.“This is going to take roughly thirty minutes to one hour. Rosie found a way to get me invited, being Gregory's wife propelled it though. They gave me front row seats but I declined. I opted to sit behind. Sitting behind will keep me away from the prying eyes of Ellie. My eyes are on Ellie the moment she steps in. She's wearing a cream coloured A-cut short gown. She is wearing a black heeled boot to match. She looks good, I won't lie. She greets Peggy Ross. They exchanged pleasantries soon after the show starts. I take subtle glances and I notice how she suddenly feels uneasy after checking her phone. Is she unto us.? Has she found out her phone is about to be tapped. I quickly text luke. He doesn't respond, this gets me worried. My fear bites deeper, my legs bounce on their own accord revealing my anxiety.Ellie puts down her phone focusing on the models as they walk down the runway. I watch her for a long time and
All for the billionaire Knowing my place
The sad thing about me is I tend to forget too quickly. I forget how he can be and then I get hurt. I need to constantly remember my place. In less than three months I would be gone from this life.My ears perk at the sound of my name. Rosie pokes her head into my room. “Denise” she calls me in a quiet manner. Her eyes stare directly at me as she walks in. “Denise, l knows you are mad at how Gregory reacted towards our suggestion. She sits down on the bed getting comfy. “And just because he says it doesn't mean we are going to stop. You have my full support to pursue this to the very end”. She stretches her hand placing it tenderly on my arms. I wrap my hands around her instantly. Having a friend like Rosie who supports you is a big blessing. “What are we going to do?. We don't have the necessary information to help out”. I detach myself from our hug. “I was banking on our alliance with the guys to get info”. Worry plasters my face as I tell her this.“Don't worry we will figure
All for the billionaire The real deal
Denise's POV: Gregory and Isaiah have been avoiding Rosie and I. Purposefully if I might add. We know the reason they are avoiding us. It's so they don't get to give us details on what's going on with the Ellie thing. They leave the house pretty Early and return late at night. We are asleep when they return and we don't get the needed information. Tonight is going to be different though. Tonight we are not sleeping a wink till they return home and tell us all we need to know. “Dee, I'm not sure I can stay up any longer, my eyes are closing on their own”. Rosie yawns. Her eyes shutting down completely as she yawns. “Common Ro, we need to stay awake if we want to know what's going on.”. Rosie nods her head at me with her eyes still shut. When I look at the clock for the fifth time this night, it shows it's just eleven forty five. I sigh in annoyance knowing any moment from now I'll be falling asleep. I need to stimulate myself in order to stay awake, not just me but Rosie as well.
All for the billionaire we want to be involved
Denise's POV:Gregory mentioned Ellie has returned to her parents house. She must have figured something was up. I mean it is obvious non of us are home anymore or she is simply evading being caught either way she is out of the house. You would expect us to return hom but we didn't we are still staying in Isaiah's mansion. Isaiah has refused to let Rosie leave as well. I don't blame him though, after the whole incident he wants us to be safe. Not that Gregory's Mansion was not safe but Isaiah's mansion is on another level. The place is surrounded by so much bodyguards that are armed, I mean heavily armed. It's scary sometimes. The men don't look friendly, they all have similar tattoos but it's located on different parts of their body. It makes me wonder what agency Isaiah found such terrifying looking men. Men that have access to such heavy weaponry. Then again he is a billionaire, money can buy alot of things..Rosie and I step into the balcony were Gregory and Isaiah are having a
All for the billionaire Flashes
Denise's POV:Flashes, blood stains, pleas. I jolt up from my sleep breathing heavily. My forehead is covered in sweat despite how cool the room is. “You're awake” Gregory says, stepping out of what I assume to be the bathroom. His voice scared me a little since I wasn't expecting him here. He rushes over to my side. “You look frightened”. He noticed my fear. “I-I had a nightmare. My voice comes out hoarse. Gregory rubs my arms affectionately. “It's just a nightmare you are safe”. I nod my head and he wraps his strong arm around me holding me in a warm embrace. “I made a warm bath for you. Figured you'd be waking up soon”. He kisses me on the forehead, breaking our embrace. “Ivy”. I say. “She's fine she's downstairs with Rosie and Carolina”. Gregory holds my hands to help me out of the bed. I notice that I am still in the clothes I wore yesterday. The site of the dried blood raises bile to my throat. I close my eyes for some seconds to pushing it down. Gregory is patient with me.
All for the billionaire Anger
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE (Anger)Gregory's POV The blood within my veins like molten larva ready to give way, ready to melt these people with my rage. The only thing holding me back is Isaiah and the thought of harming the mother of my child in my blind rage.Isaiah and I move closer. Isaiah takes two precise shot. The shots are faster than I anticipated. Two of the men surrounding Denise fall flat on the ground. The last guy pulls Denise fast, holding her captive by the neck with a gun pressed by the side of her temple. He cannot see us but he is certain of where the bullet came from. Her captors eyes are wide in shock and fear. His expression almost mirrors that of Denise. Hers are rounded in fear of the unknown. I can see her visibly shaking in his hold.“Come out or I'll kill this slut”. He roars, eyes focused on our location.“At the count of three if you don't come out you'll pick up her carcass”.My eyes dart to Isaiah and he has an easy smirk. In this horrible situation m
All for the billionaire Run
I turn my head to Rosie and her eyes are round and wide mimicking my own. “shit” I mouth. “Who’s there?”. Someone shouts from inside. The sound of footsteps approached us. My heart is beating faster than I can process. This wasn't how I planned it. I was just going to sneak up on her and find out what she's up to. The sound of a gun being corked is heard and colour drains from Rosie's face. I bet my face mirrors hers “On the count of three we run”. I mouth to Rosie. She nods to my suggestion like an understanding child. “One, two, three, run”. I mouth to her. We both rose, hitting down the cans we hid behind. They have all realised that people were indeed in their territory. Various footsteps are heard as we run; they are after us. “Boom, boom, boom”. Shots are fired at us but luckily we've taken a left. Soon enough I find some men hot on our trail. “Rosie”. I call out to Rosie as we run. She briefly looks back at me before keeping her eyes on her track we need to split up. “what!
