All Chapters of Bride To The Vicious Billionaire: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Book 2- Chapter 38Missy groaned to Dean’s non stop rant about how he viewed the world to be much more than what it was made to be. “Can you please stop already! I get it, we’re aliens on other planets, humans are but a mere fraction of a bigger concept. I totally get it, so please shut the fuck up already!” Her palms clasped together, pulling into a pleading position with her bored gaze casting him a peeved face. “Yeah alright. I’m shut up now and wonder if ants has feelings.” He said, lifting up his right hand in surrender while the other regulate the car’s motion. Missy rolled her eyes, adjusting her sitting posture as she brought out her phone, tapping on the screen as she wind her attention off to operating the mobile. It’s been awhile since she checked on her school’s group chat, and know what’s up with them all. She logged online to their school app; Ping, opening the group chat created for her mates. It seems most of them all are active and were discussing random teenager

Book 2- Chapter 40Tyler and Ray took a detour as planned, visiting an old acquaintance to help with their planning. They were sealing things off with him when Tyler felt his phone ringing inside his pocket, he excused himself, reaching for the phone and bringing it for his eyes to see who was calling him. It was a strange unknown number, and he hesitated before answering the call. “Hello, brother.” A familiar voice rooted from the background as soon as he placed the phone above his ear. “Dave.” Tyler called, with pure resentment and anger. “Missing me already?” He asked, obviously sarcastic. “Well I called to let you know I’m yet to get all I required for, and daddy here is just pushing my buttons. I’m tempted to gut him out like a fish.”“He’s your fucking father!” Tyler yelled out to the phone, listening to his threat got him agitated and hyped. How could speak of such things to be done to his father. What could they have done so bad he abhorred them this much? To the point of

Book 2 Chapter 42Missy kept whining about her interest in staying at home, instead of visiting the occasion where teenagers of her age would be wilding out over someone’s unique day out of the year. She had told Thea her outfit wasn’t the party one, and instead of that bringing a slam to her plan to drag her to the party. They went back to El Palacio, shopping for an impromptu party dress and glamming themselves up for the impromptu occasion. Dean from behind the wheels would steal glances at the chattering girls over stuffs, friends, internet, a lot of things. The drive to the beach took about half an hour, but they arrived at the buzzing location. A groan latched through his lips the moment the mixing sound of the hired DJ climbed into his ears. He opened the door for Missy, and Thea stepped out herself. Both cladded in white dress with blue colored palm tree stripes bikini sets, the same colored kimono flayed down their shoulders and a tassel knot cover up skirt around their

Book 2- Chapter 44Theodore was in his room, surfing the internet when the door to his room pushed open. His head whipped up to the direction, a chip hanging in his mouth yet to be chewed. There was a whole packet beside him on the bed, treating himself to the snack while he surf the internet. His eyes immediately become sour as he saw the intruder to be Shane, to what does he owe his presence. “Was knocking forbidden?” His brows in distaste, frowning at his figure as he returned his attention back to his phone. “Say whatever you have to say and get out!” Theodore said to him, not really focused on him if he ever starts speaking. Shane said nothing, other than approach him with a dirty smirk on his lips. He had his arms placed behind him, and in no time he was at the bed. “I came to say goodbye.” He rasped out in a different voice, husky and devilish. Theodore looked at him at the heard of the statement, only to meet an handkerchief pushing into his face.The harsh scent of chl

Book 2- Chapter 46 “I think it’s a common one, I masturbated over you Missy.” His palm wailed over his face afterwards, covering it in shame as he spilled out his filthiest secret. Loud gasps veered into the background, whistling from males while they clap out dramatically, and girls just gasping. “Awww, I guess it’s common. Since you answered, it’s your turn to pick someone and continue the game with them.” Missy said to him, repulsed by his answer, but chose not to address it or express it. Damien nodded to Missy’s words, bringing down the palms covering his face as he looked around the gathering, his eyes roaming through only to landed back on Missy. “I’m sorry, but I think I’m gonna be choosing you.” He held a pleading look, as if his action were offensive. “Go on, ask away.” Missy urged, her shoulders swinging a shrug as she stared plainly at him. “Woooo-hooo!”“Go Missy!” Students from the back chanted, as if hailing Missy for her round in the game. Anna from where she