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Let me Go! Mr Billionaire RUMORS
Why did Regina have to say something like that? Now, after trying to get Micheal out of my head, he was firmly in my mind and refusing to budge.Maybe shutting up a little earlier wouldn’t be a problem after all. Not if this headache that was building wouldn’t go away.MichealI’m exhausted when I finally pull into my driveway. This is far too much overtime, and I’m meant to be the boss. Why am I doing all the overtime? I know Katie isn’t too happy about it, and Mom is probably going to have a few choice words for me. She doesn’t mind looking after her granddaughter but has her own life to lead. I shouldn’t have to rely on her so much.Yet, whenever I slow down and do something that isn’t work, I’m reminded of Lucia and our confrontation. I can still see the pained look on her face and the anger as she left my office. Hell, even at work, I still recall what passed between us. It’s like I can’t get away from it.I want to go and look for her, try to apologize, and see what we can do be
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire TALK TO HER
We can have a proper conversation without a book in the way.”“Okay.”Regina disappears, and I hear her footsteps move through the house and into the kitchen. At least while she’s laying the table, we have a few minutes. I fold my arms and glare at Mom.“What do you think you’re doing?”“I don’t know what you mean.”“Taking Regina to Lucia’s store. Why would you do that?”Mom raises her eyebrows.“You’ve always wanted Regina to get into books. You were frustrated that if you told her to read, she would outright refuse to. Now she’s pouring into them so fast I can’t keep up, and you’re telling her you want to stop?”“Don’t give me that crap, Mom. You know what this is about.”“I don’t, actually. How about you give me a clue?”She is going to make me spell it out; I know it. And I’m not about to tell her the truth about me and Lucia. I try to take it slower so I don’t end up blurting out what I actually did.“You’re trying to match me up to Lucia, aren’t you? You go there under the pret
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire BE THERE FOR HER
I have told Mom about Lucia being my tenant, but obviously not about what we’ve done. If I had, Mom would certainly push me to try and ask Lucia on a proper date. It’s been a long time since I went on a proper date, and she has been dropping hints more about it in recent months. I haven’t felt the desire to do it but with Lucia …I can see myself dating her. But with everything between us, I doubt that’s going to be anything we can do anything soon.Hearing that Lucia is unhappy and unwell is more concerning than wanting something intimate with her.“I think you should go and see her, Micheal,” Mom says quietly. “Not as a landlord, though. As a friend.”“I don’t think she will consider me a friend, Mom.”“You can but try. That’s what friends do. They look out for each other.”She does have a point, but I’m still unsure about it. Lucia can easily shut the door in my face. If I were lucky, I would get past the street door. But hearing that Lucia could be sick…I would have to try. Even
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire DATING HER
I have told Mom about Lucia being my tenant, but obviously not about what we’ve done. If I had, Mom would certainly push me to try and ask Lucia on a proper date. It’s been a long time since I went on a proper date, and she has been dropping hints more about it in recent months. I haven’t felt the desire to do it but with Lucia …I can see myself dating her. But with everything between us, I doubt that’s going to be anything we can do anything soon.Hearing that Lucia is unhappy and unwell is more concerning than wanting something intimate with her.“I think you should go and see her, Micheal,” Mom says quietly. “Not as a landlord, though. As a friend.”“I don’t think she will consider me a friend, Mom.”“You can but try. That’s what friends do. They look out for each other.”She does have a point, but I’m still unsure about it. Lucia can easily shut the door in my face. If I were lucky, I would get past the street door. But hearing that Lucia could be sick…I would have to try. Even
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire DATING HER
I have told Mom about Lucia being my tenant, but obviously not about what we’ve done. If I had, Mom would certainly push me to try and ask Lucia on a proper date. It’s been a long time since I went on a proper date, and she has been dropping hints more about it in recent months. I haven’t felt the desire to do it but with Lucia …I can see myself dating her. But with everything between us, I doubt that’s going to be anything we can do anything soon.Hearing that Lucia is unhappy and unwell is more concerning than wanting something intimate with her.“I think you should go and see her, Micheal,” Mom says quietly. “Not as a landlord, though. As a friend.”“I don’t think she will consider me a friend, Mom.”“You can but try. That’s what friends do. They look out for each other.”She does have a point, but I’m still unsure about it. Lucia can easily shut the door in my face. If I were lucky, I would get past the street door. But hearing that Lucia could be sick…I would have to try. Even
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire LOVE SICK
“That’s what you say to me? No ‘hi, it’s been a while’ or something like that?”“I’ve told you so many times that I don’t want anything to do with you. Why do you keep harassing me?”“I’m not harassing you, Lucia.”I hate his voice now. He makes it sound like I’m very slow in the head. He used to do that before. How did I not end it with him much sooner if he spoke to me like that?“You are. I’ve ended things, told you where to go, and the least you can do is respect my wishes and leave me alone. The fact that you’re not even listening to me when you say you love and respect me shows that you didn’t care about me and my feelings at all.”“I’m trying to get hold of you because I love you, Lucia. And what about my feelings?”“Your feelings?” I bark out a laugh. “I can’t believe you think you’re a victim here! Your feelings don’t matter when you’re the one who cheated and made our relationship implode. Then you keep stalking and pestering me.”Nathan groans.“Lucia, let’s not do this. Ca
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire SHE COLLAPSED
Michael I see the lights still on as I approach The Little Red Bookshop. Hopefully, that means Lucia is inside despite it being past opening hours. She’s probably sorting things out before going home. At least she doesn’t have to go far.If I’m lucky, I might be able to catch her before she shuts the door on me. If I’m not, I will have to think of something else. I am not leaving until I know for sure that she’s safe and well. The thought of her being unwell makes me concerned for her. If she’s sick, she shouldn’t be alone.I keep kicking myself for not going to see her sooner. Being away from Lucia for a month has been more challenging than I thought. How could a woman like her, someone who drives me crazy with frustration as well as desire, make me feel like this? It doesn’t make any sense.Fingers crossed, she doesn’t push me away this time. And hopefully, she won’t call the cops on me. I don’t want to have to deal with them as well.There doesn’t seem to be any movement inside th
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire Mental note
“It’s just a one-off. I’ve been working a lot; lately, that’s all.”“I’d like to believe that.”“That is exactly what is wrong with me. You don’t need to be so concerned.”I can see she’s not going to budge on this. She’s far too stubborn. Well, I can be persistent as well. I look at the folder that is on the floor. Somehow, whatever was in there hasn’t fallen out.“Are you heading up to your apartment?”“Yes. I’m locking up right now.”“I’ll help you. And I’m not taking no for an answer,” I add sharply as Lucia protests. “You just fainted. The last thing I want to do is let you walk up a steep flight of stairs on your own.”Lucia’s mouth opens and closes. Then she huffs and looks away.“Okay, fine. If you can lock it up for me, that would be great. I’ll do the alarm.”“Sure.”I pick up her keys from the floor and turn off the lights. Lucia slowly gets to her feet and hovers by the alarm system until I join her. She sets the alarm, which bleeps in response, and we step out into the st
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Let me Go! Mr Billionaire Little Mon.....
It would be so easy to reach out and take the comfort and warmth and pleasure of being with him again. He’d wrap her in his arms and stroke her back and kiss her hair, and she’d feel his body stir with desire for her and…She’d missed him so much. But if she gave in to the need aching through her now,Micheal would be encouraged to stick around, and the inevitable consequences would be worse than her current sense of deprivation.Better to remain independent.“I don’t need your help, Micheal,” she said flatly.“That’s not how it looks to me,Lucia.” He reached out and took her left hand, fondling it warmly, persuasively pressing a link between them as he added, “I think we should get married as soon as possible.”“No!” She snatched her hand away, feeling as though he’d burned her. Her eyes blazed fierce conviction. “I won’t marry you, Micheal.”“Why not? It’s the most sensible, practical thing to do.”“I will not subject my baby to a father who doesn’t want her.”“If you’re worried about
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire It's my fault
She was tempted to hurl it in Micheal ’s face. It might sober him up. Whatever impulsive and stupid ardour had driven him into this room needed dampening down. He wasn’t thinking straight, any more than she’d been seeing straight. But she could see straight through him! Having figured out what she was doing in a maternity ward, he had a hot case of guilt.“You need looking after, Lucia,” he said gruffly. “And I’m the man to do it. Drink up now.”She sipped, just to moisten her throat. Then she glared her outrage at him. “Don’t you tell me what to do, Micheal. You have no right.”He returned a determined look. “I contributed to this situation and—”“You did not.” She cut him off with more belligerent determination. “You trusted me to get the contraception right, and I messed up. It’s all my fault.”“Accidents happen,” he said grimly.“Well, you don’t have to pay for this one. I take full responsibility.”“Sure! And you’re doing a fine job of it, letting yourself get so run down you alm
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire VISITING
Maurice’s question broke through the glaze of horror in his mind. They were looking quizzically at him. Had he missed something? Apart from a nine-month pregnancy?“Sorry.” He sucked in a deep breath and swallowed hard. “I was just thinking how great the three of you look together.”Ingrid laughed. “Time you found yourself a wife and started a family, Micheal.”Join the club. They all said that. Once they were caught in the family trap, it was as though anyone who was free of it was an offensive reminder of what they’d given up. The hell of it was he might very well have a child somewhere on this ward, a child whose mother had decided was better off fatherless than having Micheal in their lives.“Aren’t you thirty-something?” Ingrid persisted.“Darling, I’m forty,” Maurice reminded her. “Age has nothing to do with it. If I hadn’t met you, I’d still be a freewheeling bachelor like Micheal.”Micheal didn’t want to be a freewheeling bachelor. He wanteded Lucia. He didn’t care if she came
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire ARGUMENTS
“He’s got my ears, poor little blighter.”Micheal smiled. “Well, one can always resort to plastic surgery.”Maurice laughed indulgently. “They’re not that bad. He’ll grow into them.”“Bound to,” Micheal agreed, his face aching with smiling.Micheal obediently performed the comparison, studying the straight, aristocratic nose of Maurice’s buxom blonde wife and the longer, slightly bumpy one of his friend. He forced another smile. “Yes. Much the better nose.”Why was it obligatory to divide a baby’s features between the parents? It was inevitably done, like a ritual, perhaps affirming true heritage, or an assurance that a little replica would fulfil its parents’ expectations. Not only was it a deadly boring exercise to Micheal,, it almost drove him to snap, “Let the kid be himself, for God’s sake!”But that wasn’t the done thing.He wondered whom Lucia had been visiting on this floor. Not that it mattered. No point in trying to find some contact point with her. From the attitude she ha
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire Broken heart
Her hair was cropped short, but he couldn’t mistake that face, those eyes as she stared straight at him. Recognition, shock, disbelief, fear, anger…each expression pulsed briefly at him from a stillness that shrieked with tension. Then she whirled past him, jabbed a finger at the control panel inside the elevator and hugged herself against the back wall, glaring a fierce rejection of him until the doors closed.The message burned into his brain. She didn’t want him. She didn’t want anything to do with him. He quelled the raging instinct to chase after her, find her, make her listen to him. Useless. She’d made her decision to shut him out. It hadn’t changed. It wasn’t about to change. She’d just done it again.He forced himself to walk away, to check the room numbers he passed along the corridor. He’d come here to oblige a friend. Never mind that he had no heart for it. It gave him something purposeful to do. He had to forget Lucia.But why had there been fear in her eyes? He’d never g
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire Baby's dedication
Micheal darkly reflected, undermined every normal, congenial intercourse between intelligent adults. They infiltrated people’s lives even before they entered the world, then took over like tyrannical dictators. Nothing was safe from them.Micheal brooded over these truths as he drove through the tunnel under Sydney Harbour, taking the shortest route to Paddington and the Royal Hospital for Women. He wished Maurice had been satisfied with hearty congratulations on the birth of his son. It was totally unreasonable of him to insist Jack actually come and view the new pride and joy. Paternal enthusiasm run rampant. Micheal wondered how long it would last.One by one his friends had succumbed to the lure of fatherhood, only to find themselves knocked off their happy perches of being the main focus of attention in their households. They’d groaned out their misery and their complaints to him, envying his freedom from the chaos they had brought upon themselves.“Good sex is impossible.”“You
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire OUR BABY
“I think we can sort something out there. You don’t have to worry about that.” I tuck her hair behind her ear. “There's no doubt we’ve got a few issues to iron out, but I want to be with you. The fact that you’re pregnant with my baby is not the driving force, either. It just ends up being a bonus, that’s all.”“Does that mean…?”“That I want to raise the baby with you? Yes, I do.” I tilt her face up and kiss her softly. “I’m not asking you to marry me. I’m just asking you to be my girlfriend. Because I want to be with you—would you agree to that?”“Do you think I can say otherwise when I’m in your arms, and you’re kissing me like this?”“Okay.” I release her and step back. “How about now? Can you give me an answer?”“Micheal!”“What? You said you struggled to give me a proper answer when I was holding you.”“That’s not…” Lucia groans. “God, you’re an asshole.”“There is a teenager nearby, Lucia.”“I’m sure she’s said worse than that.” Lucia regards me thoughtfully. “You really mean i
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire BE MY FOREVER
“Could you put the kettle on and see if you can make Lucia a cup of tea? Then give us some space.”“Sure, Dad.” Regina hesitates. “Is it going to be okay?”I hope so. I send her a smile as I urge Regina to sit down.“I’ll be fine. Off you go.”Regina disappears, and Lucia frowns up at me.“You remember that I prefer tea to coffee?”“Of course I do. How can I not know when you’ve got teabags all over your apartment.”“Hey! No, I don’t!”“Close enough. I do pay attention to these things.”I sit beside her, and I have no idea what to say for a moment. How do I start this? Maybe with what I heard when I arrived. That would be a good starting point.“So…” God, I sound like a fool starting this. “You’re pregnant.”Lucia looks nervous, shifting a little away from me.“I am,” she mumbles.“And it’s my baby?”She doesn’t verbally respond. She nods, and I see the tears in her eyes. I’m about to ask why she’s about to cry when Lucia suddenly starts speaking so fast she’s almost tripping over her
Let me Go! Mr Billionaire FiGHT
Michael “There’s her dad’s house,” Katie says as she points. “Helen said it had some rose bushes in the garden with a red front door.”“And it looks like she’s already got a visitor,” I grumble as I pull up behind a black sedan. I can see Nathan and Lucia arguing on the sidewalk with a man I’m guessing is Lucia’s dad standing on the lawn with his arms folded and a garden hose in his hand. He looks ready for a fight. I can only hope he doesn’t turn that hose onto me.“Wait here, Regina.” I undo my seatbelt. “I don’t want you getting in the middle of this.”“Why?”“Just…do as you’re told, will you?”Regina sighs and sits back with her arms folded.“Okay, fine.”Grateful that my daughter is listening, I get out just as I hear Lucia shouting at Nathan.What are you talking about? No, of course not! Why would I waste my time and get back with a cheater?“Because I love you.”Well, I don’t love you!” Lucia snaps. She looks like she doesn’t know whether to lose her temper or burst into tear
