All Chapters of Forced Marriage to the Psychotic Billionaire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"Tanika! Where is Markris?" She pushed through the front door like a fireman rushing to put out a fire.Tanika rushed out of the kitchen on hearing her name. "I think the lord is in his home office." She bowed, playing with the hem of her dress. Judging by the anger oozing from her lady, she could tell she had found out about the ridiculous rules the lord had instructed everyone to abide by this morning."And where is this home office?" Her fist clenched by her side, as she breathed heavily."The left turn after his room." She said, but Lorena had taken the steps before she could finish her words. She had never seen a lady that heated. A shudder ran through her spine as she imagined what the days ahead were going to be like if lord Markris insisted on these strange rules. Turning to her heels, she retreated to the kitchen.Lorena ignored the bodyguards following behind her, as she strode purposefully to Markris's office. She found the door she supposed was the room, and burst into the

The day that started like a furnace scorching the skins of anyone bold enough to walk without a roof above them slowly gave way to a dark sky as the moon replaced the sun in the sky. Dark patches covered the sky, the shy moon doing its best to lighten the earth without the stars. Markris glanced down at the time on his dashboard as he drove for an important meeting at 7 pm that evening. Left to him, he would have spent the whole day drenched in the demands of his schedule at the company, but Jorginho had been hammering on the importance of this meeting for the last two weeks. The biggest winery in Italy wanted his company to handle its finances. If he had closed this deal, he would have successfully handled every industry in Italy except the arts. He heard a light tap on the window, and a huffing wind which carried an earthy smell, followed closely behind."Ugh, rain!" He stifled a growl, instead stepping on the gas. He knew it was dangerous to drive that fast, but he chucked aside

She exhaled discreetly when she spotted the uniform the girl was putting on. This was a maid and not Lorena, from what she remembered of the stunning beauty."Tanika, Where's Lorena?""She's upstairs." The girl replied, pretending not to notice the woman beside him."Okay. Prepare a room for our guest," He turned his head to her. "Would you like something to eat?""No," She shook her head vigorously. "I'm fine." She said, putting on a fake smile. Markris allowed his eyes to linger on her until she began to shift uncomfortably. He needed her to know that whatever she had would not materialize. Before the night was over, she would surely meet Lorena."Okay then," He nodded and turned around. "Let me know when you're done, Tanika." He said behind his shoulders as he walked up the stairs to his room.Markris saw the lights in his room turned off from a distance, but when he moved his head to the other side, he saw Lorena's room lights were on. He visibly relaxed as he hurriedly made his w

The bright streams of morning sun met Markris pacing around his room. Between walking in the passage like a madman waiting for either Lorena or Ariana to step out, he had barely slept a wink. He ran a tired finger over his curly hair and sighed. He didn't know why he needed to explain himself to Lorena. Especially when it looked like she was hell-bent on mistrusting her, he still couldn't deny his curiosity. He wanted to know what she and Ariana had discussed all night. He wanted to see how what Ariana told him that night about Lorena. It drove him crazy that he wasn't privy to their discussion. A knock sounded on his door, and he hastily whipped his head around."Come in," He rubbed his finger together, his heart palpitating. The door pushed open, and Lorena stepped into the room with a tray in her hands. "Huh?" He scrunched his nose."I brought breakfast, sir." She announced a little too cheerfully for his liking. He did not remember asking for breakfast. How could he eat when curi

A bright smile danced around the corner of her lips, her eyes fluttering open. She rolled to her side, expecting to come in contact with the man beside her. Instead, her feet got caught between the duvet, and she almost moved to the ground due to the space."Shit!" She cussed, straightening herself. "Oh, there he is!" She thought, her eyes lighting up as she spotted Markris seated at his dresser. He felt her eyes resting on him and turned his head around. Pulling off his earplugs, he nodded at her shy wave."Good morning." Lorena drawled, her voice still croaking from their intense lovemaking."Hey." He tilted his head, his voice a little too disengaged for her liking. His eyes did not hold the warmth of last night, and it left her wondering if something bad happened while she was asleep."Did you sleep well?" She asked, determined to keep this conversation afloat. She couldn't be the only one still high of the euphoria from last night. She felt a familiar feeling rising from the pit