All Chapters of The Lost Billionaire's Heir : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"I am sorry" I pleaded with my eyes closed. I could feel him breath near my neck. He started choking my neck, making me gasp for air due to lack of air. My eyes turned bright red. I always prayed someone could save me. I wanted this everyday pain to go away but all my prayers were vain. "Please.. I beg you" I begged again and in front of someone who loved seeing me in this pathetic situation. For once I wanted to be stronger in front of him, for once I wanted to be brave. "Tell me who you are?" He spoke, mocking me. Why? Because he liked my answer. "Speak. You disaster" He barked in front of my face. He never once called me with my real name instead gave me dirty names. "I..am.." I sobbed tears Fallin down my cheeks. This whole time I kept my eyes closed. "Open your eyes" He commanded, pulling my hair back. Because of his everyday pulling of hair my scalp gets swollen. I tried opening my eyes but it was difficult. My eyes felt heavy due to lack of sleep and crying. When I was no

Lyra POV - Today is the day I will die. He continued hitting and kicking the door and I knew at some point the door would break because of the force he was applying. "Lyra, you don't even know what mess you have created for yourself" He spoke bitterly when the door fell down straight on the floor. I wrapped myself with my hands bringing my knees closer to my chest and closing my eyes. I was a fool to think that my actions would make me disappear. He was angry, I heard him bend to my level but he was quiet like waiting for me to start the conversation. "You know you can't hide from me" He spoke those words with confidence like he would find me even if I tried to run and his words pierced my heart breaking into trillion pieces. I hated his confidence about me but more than that I think I hated myself because he was right."Look at me Little girl" He spoke with his gruff voice and I didn't dare to look at him.I knew it was going to turn worse but I still did not look at him. He pul

LYRA Pov- I curse you. I stayed on the cold floor but did not cry. Maybe because I was already accepting my life with him or maybe there was no way out now. I wanted to get up but my entire energy was drained. Right now the only thing which was consuming me was sleep. A peaceful sleep was all I needed. "Get up you lazy ass" His loud voice woke me and to bring me to sense he splashed cold water on my body. "Some guests are coming to the house. You need to make the arrangements" He informed me and threw some new clothes on my wet body and walked out. He was acting like everything was normal in between us. Like nothing happened between us. Like yesterday did not exist. I never once saw his guests, whenever they would come to the house he made sure to lock me inside my room.I dressed myself. Today I was not ready to stand before a mirror and look at myself. I knew that even the mirror would disgrace me if I stood before him. I did not have the courage to look at myself. I went do

Lyra Pov There was not much on the plate, a few loaves of bread, finely cutted meat, soup and some greens. It was just a simple dinner with a small portion of food but somehow this dinner was so overwhelming for me that I lost my appetite. Maybe just maybe, because there was no one to serve me dinner or someone who would wait for me. This was not real I repeated in my head. I looked at him, he was too focused on cutting the meat which was already sliced into medium size. Suddenly the room temperature fell and I started feeling cold so I wrapped myself with my hands. For some reason I wanted him to notice but glad he didn't. I pulled the plate to my lap and started eating the medium size meat using my right hand. Wow! It tastes so good, I should learn to cook this way. I could feel all types of flavours in it and the most awakening part was that compared to its size it was soft. "Does it suit your taste?" He asked his focus still on the meat. After a few seconds he lifted his eyes

LYRA POV. It was already morning now. I was taken inside. I was the centre of attention and now we were sitting on the round table. I don't really understand their language so It's even more difficult to figure out things. I needed sleep. Once this all gets over I will find a place away from them and sleep, It's impossible… I was sitting on the very first chair near the door. This room could fit about 30 people. Its table was made with fine wood. The chair was huge and in the centre the chair was a little extraordinary. The chair itself was roaring authority. "Босс " ( Boss) All stood from their chairs as he entered. He was the one with whom I had dinner before. His shirt was crumpled. His eyes looked tired. Before our eyes could meet I turned my head. He definitely was the owner of this house because everybody would listen to him and he acts like he owns this. At least I got to know his name Boss. What language are they speaking? But he spoke to me in an Language I could unders