Todos os capítulos de The Billionaire's Exotic Dancer: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Sylvester caressed Angelina's cheek, his fingers barely touching her skin. He handled her with a gentleness that he didn’t think he was capable of.And just like that,in the next three days making it the 9th day since Angelina was found, The super hot temperature was out of Angelina's body like a flash and the cold had plagued into her system to a point that it was too hard for Sylvester to hug her.She was so cold, her body emitted a feeling of being inside a freezer, her legs and whole body was still, her lips broken.Sylvester quickly ordered for Nancy as he tried his very best to keep Angelina warm but the more he tried, the more she felt colder."Angel..." Sylvester whispered, hugging her body, making another attempt to keep her warm but Angelina ended up coughing out blood.Sylvester's eyes widened as more blood emanated from her nose in a space of one second, his sweetheart discharged blood from her body, in one second his sweetheart struggled to breathe, in one swift second, h

~ THREE WEEKS LATER~With the help of Nancy, angelina was halfway back to normal and as a result of Sylvester's influence, anytime angelina felt her skin itch, she'd inform Sylvester immediately who would try to make her feel good to a point that she'd sleep.Though angelina seems to forget some things probably because she spent more than four months in that horrible place.So, Sylvester had placed it on herself to make her happy again so there he stood, behind angelina as he watched her.he also noticed that angelina was scared of his touch, anytime he takes a bold step to touch her, she would jump in fear as a result of the trauma Zac had inflicted on him.At least she let him hug her but similarly, she doesn't let any other soul touch even her hand which meant that she still trusted him fortunately.... Angelina stood in front of the mirror, struggling to put on the beautiful light gown which Sylvester had bought for her, There were a few straps that had to be tied at the back and

Sylvester held her hand firmly against his chest, right over his wildly beating heart. “I’m in pain too, sweetheart,” Sylvester said quietly.“Every time I see you in pain, it hurts a lot to the point that I can't breathe”Her hand paused over his cheek. “I…don’t want you to…hurt. I don’t like it.”Sylvester held her tighter, sadness so thick in his chest he could barely breathe. His heart ached at her words and the sorrow in her voice. This woman. He shook his head. She was hurt and in pain, yet she was worried for him who did nothing else but failed her .Sylvester felt her smile without even seeing it. His own smile widened, his chest finally feeling lighter. Placing a kiss on her forehead, he stood up with angelina in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on to him as he carried her out of their bathroom. Just when he was about to place Angelina on the bed, he heard a knock on the door.“Come in,” Sylvester called out, already knowing who it was. Angelina settled

Dexter had been sent to his brother's home again for another work assignment. So, both the maids and amyra had spent a few days in long-distance relationships. Dexter was in the air on his way back, and even though they'd talked every day during his trip, she felt like half a person when she couldn’t see him and touch him.Half a person… Everything she'd feared and avoided for so long had finally happened. She was in love with a guy. She was emotionally invested in him. She burned for him, needed him with a relentless hunger that only he could assuage, and yet, she was the happiest she had ever been. She wouldn’t give up what she had with Dexter for anything, not anything at all. Amyra got up just as fina started another episode.“I’m going to bed.” “Good night ma'am, I've got lots of time to watch this” She smiled. She tossed popcorn in the air and caught it in her mouth then grinned at me and hit play. “See you tomorrow morning."Amyra went to prepare for bed, and as she curled

Hours later, angelina laid in Sylvester's arms, sated and feeling more at peace than ever. “You haven't been eating much lately, What do you want for dinner?” Sylvester asked, running his fingers through her hair. “I’m craving strawberries,” angelina mumbled, scrolling through the phone Sylvester bought for her some days ago. “You can’t have strawberries for dinner, angel. Dessert and as a treat, yes. Not dinner.” he said, finality in his voice. Angelina rolled her eyes. “Says who.” “Says me.” “Why are you acting all bossy, I asked for a simple thing which was strawberry, if I ask you to give birth to my favourite egg, can you do so??.” His hand tightened around her hips. “You like me bossy and you know is impossible to do that without your help” Angelina suddenly remembered when leo informed her that Zac committed suicide. "Did Zac really commit suicide?"Angelina asked while arching an eyebrow but when her warm gaze got locked on him, she noticed that he had a cool and compo