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Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty
"The job is not difficult. You just need to be ready to do as he says. Have you ever held a job similar to this one?" Quinn asked me after we entered his office. How could I tell him I'd never held a job before? "Not really," I answered vaguely. "What sort of things will I be doing exactly?" "You'll schedule most of his appointments and brief him on them, you'll manage his calendar and prepare his travel appointments, handle his phone calls and correspondence, and maintain his files," he said like he was reciting something from a book and I penned everything down. "Anything else?" I asked, knowing Davis would find a way to make this seemingly easy job difficult for me and wanting to be prepared beforehand. "Hmm, there is something," Quinn said, looking up and down at me in a way that made me uncomfortable, before shaking his head. "But you're not his type. You'll just schedule those kinds of appointments for him." Oh. I wish I didn't immediately understand what he was implying.
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Chapter 41"Who let you in?" I asked, trying to keep my voice firm. "Who let me in? Who let me in? So after everything you've put your father and I through that's the first thing you'll ask? You don't even know how we've been surviving." After a day's work, the only thing I wanted to do was go in, lie down on my bed, and sleep, not deal with my mother. This woman was stressing me out. She always did. Everyone was outside now including Natalie and Gloria. I didn't want them to know our secret; that my family were gold diggers. I tried to pull her into the house with me but she didn't budge. "Don't try to hush me. I won't let you hide me. You've ignored your father and me for months now and you want to sweep this under the carpet." She turned to the guards. "Let them all hear and see that their master's wife is so selfish and wicked to her own parents. Let them know who they are dealing with." I felt so ashamed. All my hopes of keeping my family's business away from Davis's workers
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty-two
The sweet smell of spicy chicken soup wafting into my nostrils woke me up. My eyes felt heavy, but I opened them anyway and sat up. Davis was beside me, holding the bowl of soup in his hand toward me. I tried to take it from him but he withdrew his hand. "I don't trust your motor skills yet," he said with a glint in his eye like he was laughing at me. I rubbed my eyes and stretched my legs a bit, trying to remove sleep from my eyes. I wondered what time it was. I didn't know how long I had slept. "How long was I asleep for?" I asked. "It doesn't matter." He shrugged and began to stir the bowl of soup. "Open up."I did as he asked, although it felt weird to see him being this tender toward me. The soup was hot, but I swallowed it while staring into his face which held an emotion between amusement and concern. I enjoyed the soup greatly. Gloria was a phenomenal cook, I will give her that.We remained that way, Davis feeding me while I silently and dutifully ate the food which got b
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty-three
"Davis!" I screamed, running up to him before he could inflict more damage on the man on my behalf. The man already had a bloody nose and although he was standing on his own two feet, he looked like he was unconscious. Somehow, I managed to pull Davis away before things went awry. "You didn't have to do that," I told Davis as he wiped the bead of sweat that had formed on his forehead. I should have been more pissed off at the lewd man for sexualizing me so brazenly, but after Davis did a number on him, I felt nothing but pity for the man who looked like he would never be the same again. The door opened and a uniformed man walked in and pulled the man away. From how unbothered the guard had seemed, I got a feeling this wasn't the first time something like that had happened. "I'm sorry, I just got so pissed off when he said that…" Davis apologized but I stopped him."It's okay," I said, getting some gauze to wipe off the blood from his knuckles. A selfish part of me felt proud he
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty-four
Davis's POVWhat the fuck was wrong with me? How could I have told her all that? When I held her in my arms and had her so close to me, inhaling her scent and feeling her soft body, I lost all sense of reasoning. Kayden. It always had to be him. It was him before we got married, during and after our wedding. Even now he was miles away with no single recollection of her, she still didn't want to let him go. I had watched her, stalked her even. The way she acted around him, the way she always had a smile for him. Okay, maybe it was jealousy, or pride. I wanted her to look at me like that, at least once, but she never did. I was just a burden to her perfect happy ending with him. It was pure lust, I told myself constantly. I just craved her because she was hard to get, a challenge unlike anyone else. That had to be it because there couldn't possibly be any other explanation for why I always got tense around her, why I wanted to be the one she came to when she wanted to talk. But th
Choosing My Billionaire Husband Forty-five
Cassie's povI woke up to Davis breathing heavily over me and trying to shake me awake. He looked tense and didn't stop even after I opened my eyes. The room was dark so he probably couldn't tell I was already awake, and for some reason, I couldn't speak. When he stepped back and tripped over a can, I remembered why I couldn't move my body. I was drunk. So drunk, I couldn't think or see clearly."Fuck," he muttered, putting his hand through his hair in frustration. I didn't know if it was the drinks making me hallucinate but I could swear I saw his hands fidgeting. He paced around for a while wondering how to resuscitate me while I lay there helpless, unable to show him I was not unconscious, just disoriented. Without warning, he swung me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing and began to leave the room. I couldn't stop him, didn't even want to. Somehow, this position felt familiar. He was surely the one who had carried me over his shoulder to the hospital after I had almost ho
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My father was dealing drugs. That was what he had resorted to. The phone slipped and fell from my hands when I heard the news, crashing to the floor. I hoped it was a lie, a mistake, but something told me it wasn't. "What happened?" Davis asked with a note of necessity in his voice. "What did they catch him doing?" "He was caught with several ounces of cocaine and now he's been arrested," I said, shaking my head. It still hadn't registered that it was my father who had been caught smuggling coke. It felt like it was someone distant and I preferred it to stay that way. I saw a slight flash of worry cross Davis's face but it was gone just as soon as it came. He wasted no time as he stood up and signaled me to follow him. We drove off in silence to the station but there was so much tension within me. How was I supposed to rescue my father?It was all my fault. If only I had helped him out when he asked me to, he wouldn't have had to do something that drastic. I'd disappointed my fam
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"What?" I asked, not believing my ears. I remained in the car, glaring at him even after he unlocked the doors. He sighed as he looked straight ahead, making me question why he was avoiding my eyes. "Let's just go." "I'm not going anywhere!" I exclaimed. "Why would you want to bail him out after what he's done to me." He narrowed his eyes at me. "Just a few hours ago, you were blaming yourself for his misfortune. Now I want to put you both out of your misery, you now want him to remain in jail? What exactly do you want?" Something strange was going on here. I could just feel it. There was a reason why he was avoiding my gaze and why he suddenly wanted to help my father. It had nothing to do with me and I had spent so much time with Davis to know that once he had made up his mind on something, he wasn't going back on it. "At least let him stay there for a night," I pleaded. "Then you'll have someone else take him home tomorrow. I don't want him to come home with us." He held me
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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
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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
