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Chapter 64: Future Concerns
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Back With The Billionaire's Heir Prologue
"Naomi, I'm leaving." His bluntness astounds me and leaves me speechless. I stand before Denzel, my soon-to-be husband, in my wedding gown. I eye him up and down and my heart sinks."Why aren't you dressed?" My voice comes out sharper than I intend. I feel pathetic inside but it appears as if I'm angry at him."We've to postpone the wedding. I have an important business to tend to." Denzel's words come out in a hurry. It feels as if he just can't wait to leave."What is so important that you're postponing our wedding?" My tone keeps getting harsher.There's a lengthy pause before any of us speaks."I've found her." The tears involuntarily slither down my cheeks. The ache in my chest intensifies and her name clouds in front of my eyes. Layla. I angrily stomp towards him. I put my hand on his shoulder and turn him sideways to bring us eye to eye. My face feels hot from anger but his only shows urgency—urgency to get away from me to get to her."Why? What does she mean to you that you
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 1: An Opportunity Knocking At My Door
Naomi West ****** “Naomi West? Please sign here.” The postal delivery officer loans me his pen. I’m still on a call, so I don’t bother asking him questions. Even though I’m not expecting a parcel, I still take it. After all, it’s too small to be a bomb. I shut the door after the man and turn back around into my home. I flip over the parcel in curiosity to see who is the sender. To my utter confusion, there is no return address or the sender’s name on it. An anonymous parcel? Fine, not a bomb, but it definitely has something to do with drugs. “Mommy! Mommy!” Ben’s tantrum draws my focus from the phone call and the parcel. I hurriedly place the parcel at a height where my little demon can’t reach. I search the drawing room to catch him running towards me like a thief escaping cops. Behind him, Marcus jogs into the hall with Ben’s backpack and bottle. I understand at once why the little demon is running away from him. Ben quickly hides behind my legs and holds onto them before I
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 2: A Nameless Parcel With No Return Address
"Is everything here?" Marcus asks once we get the stuff inside our apartment. Yes, and by ‘our’, I mean we're sharing it. We rented it as soon as we saw the design. It was indeed the best deal we could find on two days' short notice. Besides, it will be only a temporary residence until I save up enough to buy a home. I can't believe I'm going to be living together with him. I remind myself that it's only temporary—but it doesn't change much. "Did you get a response from Myra?" Marcus puts down a box of kitchen utilities he was carrying on the floor and cuts them open. My eyes follow his arms, the way his muscles flex and relax and the sweat that coats them. He's only wearing a blue T-shirt and jeans. I'm not attracted to him or anything, but I haven't dated for five years. It doesn't hurt to admire a free show, right? His question comes back to me. "She's invited us to an event. Skylight Novels & Publishing is going to celebrate the opening of its branch in San Francisco tonig
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 3: Caged In The Devil's Arms
"Five years... Destiny is truly a bitch, right?" Denzel throws his head back and laughs maniacally. I check my surroundings once more, but I can't find the slightest trace of humanity. Denzel continues to laugh but stops when he notices me staring into the distance, not heeding him. The next thing I know, both his arms slam down on either side of me, caging me between him and the wall. His chest aligns with my face. Even with the shirt on, I can imagine his muscles just by their outline. My face feels hot. "Why did you come back, little rose? Aren't you afraid of the consequences I can make you suffer?" He angrily slams his hands on the wall, talking through gritted teeth. He takes my chin in his grip and tips my head up to meet my eyes. My heart is beating frantically. I can't stare off into the distance to ask for help. I can only crane my neck and gaze at his handsome face and let the fragrance of his shaving cream overwhelm me. The scent catches me off guard when I recognize
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 4: Naomi Has My Son!
Denzel Flynn ****** I feel distracted during the entire meeting hour with the executives. The manager of the Application Management Department, Parker, updates me on the current stage of our app and its faults, stretching the meeting unnecessarily longer. I’m not always this impatient. But I have an important file lying on my desk that can change my future forever and I can’t wait to get my hands on it. ‘I want the file I asked for on my desk, Jake.’ I text my secretary for the tenth time. He sends me a yellow face, frowning emoji. Jake doesn’t like to be told twice. I smile inwardly, knowing that the file is waiting for me on my desk. “Sir, to rectify the faults within the app, we’ll need another five months before the launch.” It tips me off. “You said that during the last meeting as well, Mr. Parker.” The meeting hall falls silent and my words echo. I see Parker visibly gulp his spit down his throat. “After going over the data, I estimated that someone working with your sala
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 5: The Worthless Brother-In-Law
After leaving my office in Jake’s capable hands, I’m headed to meet James Davenport, a well-known, eminent movie director and producer, and my brother-in-law in his mid-thirties. In terms of business, James isn't a rotten apple, but when it comes to fame and social life, his reputation is no better than common trash. When Chloe told me that she wanted to marry James, I had the man investigated inside out. Sleeping around was his hobby and the words faithfulness and loyalty weren’t in his dictionary. He initially thought that he’d be able to get away with dating Chloe. That was before he found out about her full name. After marrying Chloe, I strictly banned him from partying. He didn’t take me seriously until I promised to relieve him of his manhood if he ever proved to be unfaithful to his wife. The driver pulls over before the studio. I get out of the car and find the usually bustling spot to be uncommonly quiet. Outside, not a single person can be spotted and on top of that, the
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 6: I Almost Killed Someone!
Naomi West ****** “Ben, be quick. Or you’ll be late for school.” I pack Ben’s lunch box and place it inside his backpack. It’s been around a week since our move. The first thing I did after securing my job was to find Ben a good kindergarten in the neighbourhood. It excites me to think Ben will be in elementary school next year. I call him out once again. No response comes from him or Marcus. I drop the bag on the kitchen counter and make my way towards his bedroom. When I push open the door, I find Ben’s entire closet lying on the floor. I guess he wasn’t able to find his dress. “Marcus?” I retreat from his room and go to search Marcus’s bedroom. The two of them must be up to something. I push open his door and step inside. I don’t notice it at first, which is my fault. “Boo!” Ben and Marcus scream at my face, and I scoot back in fright. I scream and clutch my heart. My mouth gapes in shock. “Benjamin Marcus West! How dare you?” I put my hands on my waist and try to act intim
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 7: The Trickster Got Tricked
Denzel Flynn ****** After venting my anger on that terrible excuse of a husband, I drive to the highway. I pull over when I reach the particular spot and see a black van parked beside the road into the light forest. I have trouble finding him in one go. He steps out of his van in a dark jumpsuit and a mask veiling his face with only his mouth exposed to the air. He looks like a kidnapper, but he’s much more than that. I get out of my car and walk up to him. The reason I recognize him from far away is the golden skull necklace hanging from his neck. That’s his signature. “Is everything ready?” He points me to follow him without uttering a word. Z is sensitive about his identity. All these years of collaboration and I’ve never seen this man’s face or heard his voice. Yet, I trust this man more than my executives. Z opens the trunk of his van. The first thing that catches my eye is two gallons of blood. I don’t think my body will make up for this amount, even if I bleed to death. A
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