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Davis' POVAs I stood in front of her, threatening her with my mere presence, I wondered what the hell I was even doing. Why was I always looking for an excuse to be this close to her. To feel her trembling beneath me. Her eyes were firmly shut, the same way they'd been when her asshole excuse of a father had raised his hand on her. Surely, she didn't think I would do something that drastic. I would never resort to violence, especially not on a woman. There were way simpler, more effective and foolproof ways to get my demands across. But there was no way I'd tell her that. Her fear amused me and I wouldn't let it go. "Alright, speak," I said into her ear. I held in a chuckle when she shivered at the sound of my voice. "I went to pay for my boyfriend's heart surgery," she said and opened her eyes but she didn't look up at me. Oh. "Then why didn't you just tell me?" I asked. "Because you wouldn't let me speak," she breathed out, trying to pull herself free from under me. But I
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Nine
Cassie's POVThe day had not even begun but everything was already going crazy. How had I gone from sneaking into my new husband's house in the dark to trying to avoid blows from the aforementioned husband's girlfriend? Not to mention his earlier proposal of our consummating the sham marriage. That had surprised me beyond words. But what had surprised me more than anything was the fact that I wasn't as bothered about it. In fact, a part of me began to imagine it; his lips on mine, his body on mine doing all those explicit things I'd read in steamy romance novels. I'd never experienced it before, since Kayden and I were traditional and were waiting until we got married, but that didn't mean the thought didn't come every once in a while. Unfortunately, Davis had caught up on that. He had to be a psychologist because there was no other possible explanation for how he could read my exact thoughts and pick up on my body language. I'd been curious and almost willing to see what he wou
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Ten
My excitement knew no bounds. I was jittery, holding the receiver to my ears as my eyes filled with happy tears. "When can I come to see him?" I asked. "You can come the day after tomorrow. We suggest you don't come anytime earlier because he needs to recover until he is fully conscious again." "Thank you. Thank you," I muttered thankfully. As I was about to leave to freshen up, Davis called me back. What did he want now? His girlfriend was glaring at me, but I avoided her glare, focusing my eyes on Davis. "What's making you so happy?" he asked. I shrugged and pointed to my phone. Whatever, I was happy and willing to share the news. "Kayden's surgery was a success. He's going to be okay." "Okay. That's good news." He looked like he wanted to say more, but didn't. I excused myself and went upstairs to the guest room, my room to freshen up. The room was spotless as Gloria had probably cleaned it while I'd been out. I had planned to read some articles online, but once my body
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Eleven
Chapter Eleven I took two steps back, the reality of what I'd just done catching up with me. I'd just acted like a complete fool in front of two strangers who I assumed were Davis' parents. Davis' driver gave me an apologetic look before he opened the door to let the older couple out. I didn't know what to say, shame filling me. If I started to explain, I might make things worse, and from the way they were both staring at me, I could tell they were already very opinionated toward me. "I…apologize for my unruly behavior," I said, deciding it was worth a shot. They would understand, wouldn't they? "I thought it was Davis…" "So this is how you treat my son? You try to bash his car windows?" the woman said. Why had my confidence come at the wrong time? "I apologize. He didn't let me leave the house and I was furious." "What responsible married woman would leave her home by this time? With an attitude like that, it's no surprise he prevents you from leaving," the man said as they wa
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Twelve
Of all the things he could have possibly said, that surprised me the most. He liked me a lot more because I'd sent his parents out of the room? And he'd said that, right in front of them. Wait a minute. He liked me a lot more…That meant he liked me before, didn't it? I shook my head, pushing the thought out. I sat on the bed, my legs now too shaky to support me. "What?" I asked, almost at the same time his parents asked the very same thing. Gloria smiled down at me again, reminding me she had told me the truth. He shrugged and turned to them. "You come into my house whenever you like and try to run everything. Let me remind you both that you contributed absolutely nothing to this, not even a cent, so I don't understand why I would make a specific rule and you will break it." "So we no longer deserve respect as your parents simply because we didn't add to your immense wealth?" his mother asked, sounding and looking so pitiable. "Don't try that with me. It won't work. I'm only s
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Thirteen
When Maria asked me to come over to her house, what she didn't mention was that she was having a party! There were several people all over, some drinking, some dancing, and some making out. I felt uncomfortable, glancing around every once in a while to see if anyone had their phone out recording me. I tried to be as inconspicuous as possible, sticking to Maria like glue, but that only seemed to make things worse. She seemed very determined to introduce me as Mrs Monroe to every single person at the party, some of whom I knew. The attention was uncomfortable but she couldn't see my discomfort because she was drunk. "I'm already mad you didn't invite me to your wedding, Cass," she drawled, drink in hand. "Make it up to me by loosening up, girl." "You didn't tell me you were having a party," I complained, now I had her all to myself for the first time since I got to the party. "If I'd told you, you'd have never come," she responded, laughing even though nothing was funny. I was sure
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He left the room without letting me speak. I remained on my knees on the floor, angry at myself and everything else. So I wasn't going to see Kayden when he woke up, just because of a stupid party I hadn't even enjoyed being at. Scratch that. The only reason I couldn't see Kayden was because I was married to the most unfair man ever. He had the right to disappear for days with no explanation, but I couldn't leave the house without his permission. He didn't even like me. What did he need me around all the time for? Or was it part of what was stipulated in that stupid contract? A contract nobody had even given me the privilege to go through and approve. Feeling a sudden rush of anger, I stood up and pushed down the TV which hung in my room. My hands were shaking. I felt like a child throwing a tantrum and I was sick and tired of being treated like a child. However, pushing the TV had felt good. I began to throw things and break them, not even caring about their value until my room
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Fifteen
Davis' POVAs I stood by her door just as I'd been doing for days, I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Please break down the door, master!" Gloria cried from beside me. I stared straight ahead, making sure she didn't notice I was just as petrified as she was, maybe even more. "Please!" she continued begging and I could hear the pain in her voice. This was very serious because the old Gloria could not even look me in the face not to talk of asking me to do something repeatedly. "She hasn't eaten or spoken in days. What if she slipped and broke her head? Or something worse happened?" Hearing her say all this only made me more uncomfortable. If I broke the door down, then everyone would know I was afraid something bad had happened to her. I didn't want to go to such an extreme. "Then her body would have been smelling by now," I said and tried to keep the image I'd just painted out of my head. Gloria, the maids, and my mother looked at me in horror after they heard me. But
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Five years later: Cassie’s POV:I stared into the glittering eyes of my baby girl as she struggled to make them stay open while I read her a bedtime story. She was just as stubborn as her father, fighting sleep even though that was what she needed. “And they lived happily ever after, the end,” I said. By the time I was done with the bedtime story, sleep had won. Although my daughter was asleep, I couldn’t stop watching her I rubbed her head and stared into her face, smiling when I saw the close resemblance she shared with her father. “You’re lucky I married a handsome man,” I whispered, still not ready to leave my baby girl’s side. “I love you,” I said and kissed her on her forehead, before turning to leave the room. “Jeez!” I gasped when I saw Davis standing by the door with his hands in his both pockets, smiling down at me. I turned back immediately to see if I had woken Ivory up, but luckily she was such a deep sleeper. “You scared me,” I whispered. “Come,” he said, stretchi
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and Five
Davis’s POV:Do what’s right. I knew what that meant, and I didn’t like it. But she asked me to do it for her. How could I possibly say no to her? There was nothing I couldn’t do for her. I realized that now. The fact both warmed and scared me. Never had anyone had this much power over my choices but I had to admit it did feel strangely good. Here I was, driving down to meet Kayden, but this time with a different intention from what I would have liked to do. I was quite surprised to still see him there, sitting on the same swing bench he had been sitting on several hours ago when I found my wife next to him. This was going to be extremely difficult. I took a deep breath. I had to be really careful not to flip out and ruin the whole plan. “This is for you, baby,” I whispered to myself before leaving the car. Kayden flinched a little when he saw me approach, but when he saw there was nowhere to run, he remained where he was sitting and pretended to look unbothered by my presence
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and Four
Davis’s POV: I don’t know how long I was passed out for, but when I woke up, I found myself alone in a big bland room that had no windows. It didn’t take long for everything to click into place. Even though my head was pounding like it was about to explode, I could still put the pieces together. I had been kidnapped. It was a bit embarrassing though. I was supposed to be experienced and intelligent. How could I have let myself be tricked so easily? I remained on the floor where I was and hoped my head would stop hurting so bad. What happened to using chloroform to make me unconscious? Why did my attacker have to go old school and knock me out with a blunt object? It felt personal, like whoever had done it, purposely wanted me to feel pain. I should have never underestimated him. Of course the timelines clicked in place. Why did I let Lisa come with me? He had cleverly used her to get to me. Now I was here, I wondered what he planned to do with me. He had almost taken my life the
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and Three
Davis’s POV:Surprisingly, my relationship with Cassie changed for the better after my few hours stay in the hospital. She felt terrible for what she had done, but the action made her see how dangerous it was to believe one side alone. It was just as I suspected. Her father had gone ahead to change the contract entirely. It had nothing to do with money because I had given him more than enough money to start something for himself. He was not unreasonably wicked either, so it had to be something else. When I read the fake contract and found how Kayden’s greatest qualities were mentioned over and over, I knew who was responsible. Simply knowing with no proof though, was not enough. I had to teach that scoundrel a lesson or he would just disappear for a while and return again to be a thorn in our flesh. Fortunately, Cassie had been easy to convince. I think it because she felt terrible after sending me to a hospital, even after I assured her continually that it wasn’t her fault. I di
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and Two
If I said I knew what I was doing, I would be lying. I was in the car with Rufus, who was taking me to only God knows where, and I had no idea where Davis was or how he was doing. After everything that had happened these past few days, I had disassociated a little from reality and this was proof of that fact. There was nothing I could do except sit and watch after all. Look where trying to act on my own had got me. “I just got off from a call with the boss,” Rufus said, swerving to the right. “He says I should take you to meet him at Palm Greens.” I turned away, distracting myself with the view of the palm trees and other cars we passed. I didn’t know where Palm Greens was. Maybe it was the place where he had captured Davis and the others. I didn’t want to think about it. I couldn’t bear to see my husband in that position again, or worse, Lisa. A feeling of dread washed over me as I began to realize just how serious this was. Kayden did not believe he had done anything wrong. I w
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred and One
I waited until Rufus was completely out of the house before speaking. I didn’t have a plan yet, but I wasn’t dumb enough to follow him to meet Kayden. Who knew what that psychopath would do with me? “Leave, now,” I told my father as I untied Gloria from the chair. My father stood still as if he hadn’t heard me. I really didn’t have the time for this. “Why are you still standing there?” I asked him. “Hurry up so you both can leave while you still can.” “It can’t be that easy, Cass,” he said. “He’ll find us soon enough or Kayden will send someone else after us.” I groaned in frustration. “So what do you expect me to do? Follow him?”“I’m not saying that, but…”“You want to die!” I screamed, running my hand through my hair, a habit I had learned from Davis. “Isn’t it better to try than to just stand around and wait to be killed? I don’t know what you expect me to do, but I’m not following anyone anywhere. We’re all escaping one way or another and it’s fine if you don’t want to follo
Choosing My Billionaire Husband One Hundred-Yay!
As this was not the first time I had walked away from my father in anger, it neither felt good nor painful. I was just tired of the whole thing. I had no idea what was going on inside or what he was trying to hide, but at this point, I no longer wanted to find out. He was old enough to deal with his issues on his own and I was done being on the receiving end of his selfishness. He didn’t try to stop me and that was a clue that if he left the house, something bad would probably happen to him. Come to think of it, ever since I returned to California, I didn’t think he had ever left the house. I was tired of overthinking and watching my every step. I was tired of second-guessing my place in everybody’s life and wondering who was secretly a traitor and who wasn’t. I just wanted to live my life normally and peacefully, but my ex-boyfriend had made it his mission to make me keep looking over my shoulder. I wished Kayden could just disappear somehow. I didn’t care how, I just wished he an
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Ninety-nine
Before I could say anything in response, my phone began to ring. I saw it was a call from Kayden and I froze. I let it ring and go to voicemail, because even though I was mad at him, I could still remember what he had done to me and I wasn’t sure I wasn't ready to face him yet. “Who was that?” my father asked, craning his head to look into my phone. “No one,” I said quickly, reducing the volume of my phone and placing it in my bag. “You asked how we can know for sure whether Kayden was the reason I lost my baby or not?” I asked him, giving him a chance to take back his words. He looked away. “It may not have been him. The baby may have already been weak…i don't know how these things work but…” “I just told you he kicked me repeatedly on the stomach and I started to bleed. You're telling me I should believe the kicking had nothing to do with me losing my baby?” I asked, now more disappointed than ever. Even if he was being forced to do this, what could be at stake for him to say su
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Ninety-eight
“Cassie dear. I'm so happy you're here,” my father said, looking from side to side after I showed up at his door unexpectedly. “Come on in.” I took my steps in carefully, sucking in a breath to remind myself I needed to remain as calm as possible. “Sit down,” he said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. “What would you like to drink?” “Nothing. Don't worry yourself.” He nodded and sat down facing me. I glanced around the room to ease some of the discomfort I was beginning to feel. “I see you cleaned this place up.” “Yeah, my…yes I did,” he said. “I'm sorry for your loss.” We sat in awkward silence for more moments as I tried to gather my thoughts. It had been three days since Davis was discharged from the hospital and the press had been on our necks ever since. I didn't know what they were talking about because I had blocked every single news outlet from my phone. That wasn't a lasting solution, but it was working for now. On the other hand, my father had probably been swall
