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44. Whoever I decide.
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Sebastian walked through the front door, his shoulders slumped from a long day at work. As he stepped into the living room, he froze, surprised to see his parents and Gabriella gathered there, all wearing broad smiles.
"Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?" Sebastian asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
His parents rushed toward him, enveloping him in a tight hug. Sebastian's eyes darted between them and Gabriella, who remained seated, a hesitant smile playing on her lips.
"What's going on?" Sebastian asked again, his voice laced with curiosity and a hint of concern.
His father, Mark, pulled back from the hug, his face suddenly stern. "Instead o
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Submitting to my Billionaire Boss 45. Where to?
5:30 AM. My alarm barely had time to buzz before I shut it off. I'd barely slept, but it didn't matter. I was running on pure adrenaline and pain.I made sure to book an uber also. The second thing I needed to do was get a quick shower. A quick shower and a brush of my teeth. I grabbed my toiletries and tiptoed to the bathroom, careful not to make any noise. The warm water helped clear my head a bit, but it couldn't wash away the pain.Back in my room, hair still damp, I grabbed my suitcase from under the bed and started throwing my things in. There wasn't much - just a few clothes, some books, and my freshly used toiletries. I didn't care if they were folded neatly or not. I just wanted out.As I packed, I kept replaying last night's conversation with Adrian in my head.
Submitting to my Billionaire Boss 46. Please help me.
I jolted awake, my head pounding and eyes swollen from crying. The room was dark, and for a moment, I was disoriented.Fumbling for my phone, I squinted at the bright screen. 5:30 PM? I'd slept the whole day away."Lyra?" I called out, my voice hoarse. No answer.Panic started to set in. I dialed Lyra's number for what felt like the hundredth time. Straight to voicemail. Again."This isn't like you, Lyra," I muttered, pacing our small living room. "Where are you?"My mind raced through possibilities. Maybe she was with that mystery guy? But she always let me know if she was staying out. What if something had happened at the club? What if she was hurt?
Submitting to my Billionaire Boss 47. Wretched man.
Lyra's povMy head was pounding as I slowly came to. I blinked, trying to focus my eyes in the dim light. Where was I? This wasn't my room.I tried to move, but my body felt heavy, sluggish. What happened?Bits and pieces of memory started flooding back. I'd been at work, Club Ecstasy. My shift had just ended when I got a call from Sebastian. He wanted to meet..."Sebastian," I muttered, my throat dry and scratchy.He'd asked me to meet him somewhere... where was it? I remember walking down a dark street, looking for the address he'd given me. Then... nothing.A chill ran down my spine as I recalled a sudd
Submitting to my Billionaire Boss 48. Just hold me.
I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. My mind was racing with worry about Lyra. Where was she? Was she okay? The clock on my nightstand read 2:00 AM, its red digits seeming to mock my sleeplessness.Suddenly, a soft grinding noise broke the silence. I froze, my heart pounding. A section of my wall was... moving? A hidden door I never knew existed swung open, and out stepped Adrian.I sat up quickly, clutching my sheet to my chest. "Adrian?" I gasped, my voice a mix of surprise and confusion. "What... how... there's a secret door in my room?"Adrian stood there, looking as handsome as ever in the dim light. "Stella," he said softly."Why didn't you tell me about this door?" I demanded, my shock turning to anger. How many more secrets were there?
Submitting to my Billionaire Boss 49. What can I do?
I woke up early, sunlight just starting to peek through the curtains. The bed felt empty, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment that Adrian wasn't there. But I quickly pushed that thought aside - I needed to know if there was any news about Lyra.I rushed through my morning routine, taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth. Once I was dressed I hurried to Adrian's room, too anxious to wait.Without thinking, I barged in without knocking. Adrian was sitting up in bed, freshly showered, his laptop open in front of him, looking handsome as ever."Do you have any news about Lyra?" I blurted out, my heart racing.Adrian looked up at me before going back to his computer. I would've said he wasn't a morn
Submitting to my Billionaire Boss 50. A horrible memory.
Four months ago flashback.....Adrian's povI woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. Gabriella walked in, carefully balancing a tray of breakfast."Good morning, lover boy," she said, smiling as she set the tray on my lap.I looked at the food - slightly burnt toast, runny eggs, and bacon that looked a bit too crispy. "You didn't have to do this," I said, touched by the gesture."I wanted to," Gabriella replied, perching on the edge of the bed.I took a bite of the eggs. They tasted... odd. Not bad, just different. Maybe it was because Gabriella wasn't the best cook. I made a mental note
Submitting to my Billionaire Boss 51. A baby girl.
Adrian's PovI sat in the stupid wheelchair in the clinic room, feeling like an outsider in my own life. My parents flanked Gabriella, who lay on the bed, but my eyes were fixed on Sebastian. His gaze was glued to the monitor, and it made my stomach churn.The whole situation sickened me. Gabriella had the audacity to fool my parents, knowing full well she'd been sleeping with both of their sons.I wanted to be anywhere but here, yet I couldn't leave. If there was even the slightest chance this baby was mine, I couldn't miss a moment - no matter how much I despised Gabriella now.I'd already decided: the moment this child was born, I'd demand a DNA test. If it turned out to be mine, I'd fight tooth and nail to take
Submitting to my Billionaire Boss 52. On my own.
Stella's pov....I can't stop pacing. My hands are shaking as I try Lyra's number again. No answer. Where is she?"Come on, Lyra, pick up!" I mutter, but it's no use.I can't just sit here while my best friend is missing. Lyra needs me. But what can I do? I pictured myself in her situation, I know Lyra would be worried sick too.Meanwhile, Adrian's off finding out the gender of his supposed baby. Ugh.I pause, remembering the look in Adrian's eyes this morning. He was hiding something, I'm sure of it. My gaze drifts to the wall where that supposed door is - the one connecting our rooms.Before I c
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