All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET MISTRESS : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Edmund opened his diary, a padded red-cover book with his name written on it and wrote;"Dear diary,I have no idea what this feeling is but I do hope it's not love. It feels stupid to be so vulnerable because of a single human. It feels horrible to start being affectionate towards a mere mortal. Whenever I see someone so much as look at her, whether man or woman, I want to kill them. It's crazy what she does to me! If this is love, then, I just want somebody to shoot me in the head and end it all."He slammed the diary shut and buried his head in his palms, his mind wrapped in confusion. He was thinking of everything and nothing in particular. The mundane things of life. That was what he called them.Just this morning, he'd received a message from his mother. She was asking him how things were going along with 'Laura'. He'd told her that the relationship was moving smoothly and had hoped that it would end there. But of course, it didn't. She'd gone ahead to make him fix a dinner date

Charlotte Baker prepared a smile on her face as she raced towards the door. She'd gotten the distress call from her sister over an hour ago and due to the severity of the issue, she'd insisted that she came over to the house so they could talk. Edmund wasn't home after all. She held the door opened and wrapped a frosty grin on her face. The woman that stood before her was a young lady in her early twenties. She was an attractive lady with a slender figure, fine bone structure and sparkling emerald eyes. Charlotte wondered how many heads she must have turned on her way here. Not that it was anything new anyway. Lucy had always had that charm since when they were little girls and apparently, she'd only gotten more attractive when she transformed into an adult. In the early years of her parent's marriage, it had just been her and Lucy. Naturally, everyone believed that all of her father's possessions would be passed on to her as his first child when he died and for well over fifteen y

Emily stepped out of the hotel into the open, feeling as nervous as a teenager on her first date. Edmund trotted behind him, clutching a briefcase in one hand while the other hand buttoned his suit.They were at the heart of the city of Paris where Emily was going to help Edmund decide the fate of his company. This was no ordinary meeting. She'd figured out that much. The French took their holiday and weekends seriously and as such, prohibited any work to be done within those time limits.But against all odds, Edmund had dragged her to Paris on a weekend to talk business with prospective clients, business that would determine whether they would still have a deal by Monday morning or not.A limousine was waiting outside when she sauntered out of the winding doors of the hotel they'd lodged at. She jumped into it and Edmund followed suit. They sat apart from each other inside the limousine. As the vehicle tore past the streets of Paris, Emily found herself feeling like she'd strayed i

Emily Peterson felt a clogging feeling in her throat as she tried to figure out what was happening. Jason on the other hand looked relaxed, almost relieved even. He watched as the man strode in and took a seat on an easy chair across from them. Emily adjusted on her seat. She glanced at Jason, demanding an explanation. "This is Dr. Cole McGuire and he's a psychologist with over ten years of experience. That's why I chose him. If there's anyone who can help us get back to normal, it's him." He turned to the man who now had a half-smile on his face and said, "This is my fiancée, Emily Peterson." The smile on Dr. Cole McGuire's broadened. His greying hair around the edges suggested that he could be in his late forties or early fifties. He had a pair of inquisitive brown eyes that were printed on his rather oblong face, a small moustache and a ready smile. Emily thought that there was a certain wariness about his smile. But it was too early to judge yet. She'd give him the benefit of

Emily glanced at the rearview mirror for the umpteenth time. Something was happening. She could feel it in her guts. Two police cars had passed her by, their sirens blaring as they went. An ambulance followed from the opposite direction.Something is wrong! Her chest tightened as she weighed the possibilities of what could be happening. Was there a fire outbreak somewhere? Had there been an accident? She veered the car at the bending of the road and sped it up. As she neared her stop, she dropped the speed of the car until she came to a stop before the enormous ten-storey building before her. Killing the engine, Emily jumped down from the car and hurried towards the main door at once. As she got closer to the entrance, she started noticing something she'd not seen before. There were clusters of people everywhere and they all seemed to be looking at her. They looked away the moment their eyes met.Confused, she tried to keep a straight face and went straight to the elevator. The door