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The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Twelve
"Starving", she complained. "Did you have anything to eat in this house?". He takes her back in his arms. "Do you know you are such a beautiful girl?" he reminded her. He shrugs, "I want you to be on my side each day I wake up from sleep". "I want to see you beside my bed. He kisses her lips, and that single kiss already turns her on. "Aren't we doing this very intimate?" she asked when she realized how much pampering they treated each other. "Yes," he answered, as he stood up from the bed. She checks the refrigerator and decides on a sandwich. "Would you like to eat something?" she asked without looking at him. "I am satisfied with the views you offer". She felt cold on her body making all the hairs on her skin stand up. "What are you doing?" she asked, Why are you trying to remove the shirt on my body? She frowns and he looks at her body without paying attention to her question. "You look good", he answered. She wasn't comfortable with that look from him. You are a tyrant. She
Last Updated : 2023-09-08The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Thirteen
You know that right? So why are you stressing me? Just accept me and everything will be perfect. She narrowed her eyes, I can't answer now. This is an agreement to help me pay off my mum's hospital bills and the people my mum is owing. So why all this now? "Well, I am glad you know what we are into". She smiles at him. He is just too handsome to get away from. She murmured. You are just my perfect companion. He said. "What he says makes her laugh but swallows her feelings", she nods while smiling. "Now I don't have anything to say. Can you allow me to sleep?"I am feeling fatigued. I overdid it. "Okay, rest", he looks at her. When she thinks he is going to stop her from kissing him, he doesn't, he won't either, she doesn't need to. She went to bed, his perfume was impregnated on the sheets and her skin, With a smile on her face she fell asleep. She heard her voice while asleep, she was screaming and very agitated, and his laugh resounded all over the place, just as loud as Isabell
Last Updated : 2023-09-09The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Fourteen
It's been three days now since she sold her virginity. She has not heard from Leo. Although she remembers every minute she spends with him. She also sees the dawn drawing on the wall of his room and she doesn't want to focus on what happened and focus on her boyfriend, the one who came with his tail between his legs to apologize. Her mother is about to leave the hospital and is now recovering. Her mother keeps asking her again and again how she got the money to pay off their bills. She realized that she was not working with her old boss anymore and she knew his boss couldn't give her that amount of money, but she didn't want to tell her mum anything. So she didn't want her mum to start thinking about it because she just finished undergoing an operation. "Who is the man that gave you the money to pay off the bills?" She questioned her. "Mum, I told you I borrowed the money from Isabella. But her mum was not satisfied with the answer. She keeps asking her over and over again. "Mum,
Last Updated : 2023-09-10The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Sixteen
"He apologizes to all employees, We will continue next week", he was pissed but she didn't care. She watched them all leave but it was only one person. The woman with a silly face looks idiotic. "Tell your silly puppy to also leave or I will sack her" she ordered. "Leave," he said seriously. The lady looked at her with hatred as she passed her. She walked closer to him and slammed the contract on him," What do you think I am?" You bought my virginity, so why are you now doing it as if I am so cheap? Everything seems easy. I knew I should trust you. You are a despicable being. Never in my life have I hated a person, but of course not only are you also the first person to sleep with me. "And also the only one who managed to be more ingenious than you," he said.Hearing that light was more helpful, but this time she was not bothered to be reserved, she clapped her hands, "Mr. Leo finally you did something of which to feel proud". Lowering the tone of her voice. He asked, "How do you
Last Updated : 2023-09-11The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Fifteen
When they got to the workshop at campus Pius, they were divided into groups, and they were asked to make a drawing from their manual. "Well", how long have you been staying in Chicago? Rowland Peters asked. "Hearing what Rowland asked made her laugh. I have been in Chicago for the past thirteen years." Why do you ask? she questions him. "Nothing", I just want to know. He answered her. "Hmm", Can you stop asking and concentrate on your drawing? You know this is a competition and it comprises our assessment for the semester. He looks at her smiling, "The aggressive expert". He said to himself. She was not surprised when he called her that, anyone who tried her always ended up saying the same. Bored, she turned on the music on her mobile phone to lighten her mood and to forget everything that was happening in her life. She focused on her work and they strive to the fullest so that their group work will be perfect. She was tired and her arms were hurting. They look satisfied with
Last Updated : 2023-09-12The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Seventeen
"Mum, I have to go now". She hurried out. She was late for school. She was not able to sleep last night. "Daughter, wait", her mum said and she stopped in front of the door. "Are you going to leave without taking your breakfast?""Yes, mum". I am not hungry. Whenever I am hungry I will get some snacks at the campus. "Okay dear", that reminds me, are you going to Leo's house today? Her question made her worried she didn't want to think about it." Yes, Mum, I will but it will be at night". She turned around and looked at her. I will be back earlier. She frowned. "l hope he will not hurt you". "No, Mum", he will not. Her concern made her smile." Don't worry Mom, I will be fine".She approaches her. "How are you sure?" Have you known him for a while? She was worried that no one could eliminate it."Yes", I know him. She wanted to tell her it was Isabella's ex-husband but she kept quiet. She will tell her at the appropriate time. "Mum you have to believe me". She kissed her forehead.
Last Updated : 2023-09-12The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Eighteen
"First of all, I want you to buy new clothes for me." She was saying before he interrupted. "Emma, all the clothes are yours". He said, surprising her. I told you no woman has ever come to my new house ever since I and your friend Isabella are not together anymore "So", the cloth in the closet is all yours".She was excited when he said that." Okay.".I don't want to be locked up during the weekend so you will not be caressing me anyhow." He was angry hearing what she said to him. She was not interested in seeing him frown. He will know who she is. "You choose a destiny, she finishes it", She smiled. We can travel around for sightseeing. During the weekend we can go in the morning and come back in the evening. He was trying to whisper to her, but she stepped back, he couldn't let him touch her, "Don't run honey" he smiled in such a beauty that could melt anyone. "In two steps away he had already held her arms"."You know you love me as much as I love you. His breath entered her nost
Last Updated : 2023-09-14The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Nineteen
"I am sorry for yelling at you in the room". he begged her and she shook her head. She doesn't want him to talk about it again. He was happy that she accepted her apology. He put a piece of sandwich in his mouth. put the second in his mouth and dipped it exaggeratedly. Her desire was dying as he was stirring at him. She asked him to eat again. He put everything in his mouth and he drank the Lemonade. Her smile became bigger. "What the hell is this, " he spat. He called Desmond out. It's sour lemonade, Desmond answered. This is how "Miss Emma wants it. She said she wanted it sour, no ice. "Damn, this tastes like acid," he screamed and then coughed. "Why are you coughing". Emma questioned her. When she saw Leo was not breathing again. "Desmond, please get the water she ordered him". Isabella became nervous. "Breath, Leo". She yelled at him, but he could not do it. Despair and nerves trapped her. Leo screamed wildly. He has turned to Red. She punched him and left him to take a bre
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The air in the house was soft and warm, filled with the quiet hum of everyday life. Thomas sat in his study, the faint scratching of his pen on paper the only sound breaking the stillness. He wasn’t working on contracts or plans tonight. Instead, he was writing a letter a habit he’d taken up recently. There was something grounding about the simplicity of writing by hand, capturing thoughts with ink. He leaned back, reading over the lines. The words felt honest, reflecting the steady gratitude he’d grown to carry each day. Folding the letter, he tucked it into his notebook and set it aside. The clock on the wall showed it was nearing Lily’s bedtime. Thomas rose, stretching as he made his way to the living room. Emma was curled up on the couch, a book in her hands. Her hair was pulled back loosely, and she looked up with a smile when he walked in. “Finished your writing?” she asked, closing her book. Thomas nodded, settling beside her. “For now. How’s your story coming along?”
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The days that followed were calm, a welcome change from the whirlwind Thomas and his family had endured. The quiet felt foreign at first, as if the tension of recent weeks still lingered in the air. Yet, with each passing day, Thomas allowed himself to lean into the stillness. Morning sunlight spilled through the office windows as Thomas sat at his desk, a steaming cup of hot coffee in hand. His schedule was mercifully light, leaving him with time to catch up on work that had been neglected. Greg knocked softly before stepping inside. “Morning, Thomas. Thought I’d check in.” Thomas gestured for him to sit. “Morning. Everything good on your end?” Greg nodded, handing over a file. “Security reports, just routine checks. No issues to note.” Thomas flipped through the pages, scanning the concise updates. He closed the file and set it aside. “Thanks, Greg. Let’s keep the protocols steady for now, but I think we can start scaling back gradually.” “Will do,” Greg said, standing
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The billionaire Tyrant Chapter Ninety-three
Thomas woke up early the next morning, the pale light of dawn spilling through the curtains. He lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, his mind heavy with thoughts about Isabella. The day before had stirred memories he’d long pushed away, but now they refused to leave him. Emma shifted beside him, still asleep, her breathing soft and even. He glanced over at her peaceful face and sighed quietly. He hated the idea of dragging her into something she hadn’t asked for, but there was no way around it.Slipping out of bed carefully, he made his way to the kitchen. The house was quiet as he put on the kettle, the faint hum of the appliance filling the space. He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat at the table, hands wrapped around the warm mug. His thoughts wandered back to Isabella. Why had she resurfaced? What did she want from his family or his company? It didn’t sit right. He had seen her kind before people who created trouble and disappeared, only to return when it suited th
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Thomas sat at his desk, the soft hum of his office as background noise. The morning had been busy with meetings, and now the afternoon sun was filtering through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room. His fingers drummed lightly on the edge of his desk as he glanced over the contract in front of him. He had been reviewing the details all morning, ensuring everything was in order before signing. His phone rang, breaking his concentration. He reached for it and answered with his usual professional tone. “Hello, Thomas speaking.”“Hi, Thomas. It’s Greg. I’ve got an update on the contract deal,” Greg’s voice came through, sounding slightly rushed. Thomas sat up straighter. “Go ahead. What’s the news?”“Well, it looks like everything is good on our end,” Greg continued. “We’ve gone over the terms again, and it seems like they’re willing to move forward with the deal. Just waiting on the final signatures.”“Good to hear,” Thomas said, his mind already moving to the next steps.
