All Chapters of Bride To The Vicious Billionaire: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91 (Book 1- Finale; The Last Part) He does not only appeared serious, but threatening with his expression falling blank and his gaze shallowed. Missy stood still on her spot, fuming in an explosive anger unable to carry out her intended attack on him. She badly wish to punch his guts out, claw her fingers all over his face drawing blood all over her hands. “Fine.” The response seethed out of her mouth, “But there is conditions. The first is, I’m no longer a prisoner in this house. I can go wherever I want to go-““How am I sure you won’t run away the very first chance you get at going out alone?” He weighed through her sentence as he questioned. Missy’s expression darkened with more anger, “Fine, keep your stupid guards on my watch. At least my nightmare with you will be over in thirty two days.” She rolled her eyes as she leaped over climbing over the stairs and stomping out of the room. Right outside the basement entryway she collided with Diane, still dressed up in th

Prologue…….Author’s note: This is the second book of the Vicious Billionaire Duet which cannot be read as a stand-alone. To dive in deeper into the fictional adventure moulded for Missy and Tyler. I strongly advice you to read the first book which is now completed and available at the app. There you’ll read and understand how it all started. Bride To The Vicious Billionaire is the title of the first book. That’s a little note for my new readers. For old readers, thanking you all for starting this new journey with me and for your support throughout the first book. I hope to see you all supporting me throughout this novel. I love you all and I can’t appreciate you guys any less. ~Here is a little recap of what went down in the first book~After Missy got married with the city’s most hated man who was termed a beast for his rumored cruelty towards his past wives.She realized there is more to the rumor and more to her marriage as she found out she’s a living image of his first love a

Chapter 2“Emergency!!!! Emergency!!!!!!” He screamed as he pushed himself through the standard glassy barriers as a door with a passed out Missy in his arms.“Somebody get a doctor!” He yelled out a again, “Or a nurse! Please my wife is dying!” He added to his sentence with his face morphing a pleading but teary look. Emergency team from a corner rushed out, all putting on a surprised look to see the City’s youngest billionaire in a towel standing meters at the center of the hospital’s floor calling for a doctor.The whole arena had their focus on him, some even with their phones recording the moment. Tyler Locke, the Tyler Locke people thought was cruel, wicked, nothing but a monster showed up at the City’s General hospital in his towel carrying a beautiful young girl that looks exactly like his first love in his arms. A girl he referred to as his wife, it’s sure a surprising scene and pitiful at the same time. He appeared more than concern about her well-being, showing true emoti

Book 2- Chapter 4The Next Morning. At 9am.She walked majestically, with a Gucci designer bag hanging down her left arm that was dipped in a silky black colored glove rolling up both her hands as she sashayed her way out of the Sheriff’s Department.She was behind another officer who led her deeper into the station, taking her to the chamber where cells were located and prisoners are held hostage. Her head was held up high in the wide broad brim hat that covered half of her face, leaving out the lower part that exposed how heavenly she was covered in makeup with a red lipstick masking her plump lips. They both arrived at a certain cell gate with metallic barriers as the door.Inside the cell sat a young looking boy seated on a single bench with his hands cuffed and head buried in his knee as he wallowed into his thoughts.“Theo.” The woman called in her soft voice, merging closer to the gates as her identity came to the view, her gloved hands holding on to the bars. “Mom?” The boy

Book 2- Chapter 6 Missy opened her eyes to her respiratory organs still functioning, her lashes batted like that of an angel as she settled down in the weird reality where everything seems to be too clean for the dirty world she lives in. Her bones felt restricted but she managed to rise on her elbows, now getting a clear survey of where she is. Adjacent her at the far end of the room was the least person she expect to see with herself in the room. “What is he doing here?” She questioned herself in the silence before taking a rounder survey at the room to realize she was in a hospital room and by the looks of it she was admitted. If anything, the pulls and tingles of the syringe attached to the back of her palm were the perfect evidence. “What am I doing here?” She quizzed out her thoughts trying to remember what happened that led to her admission into the hospital. She recalled she was in the room when a maid came to deliver a tray carrying a cup of Juice and her drugs to her s