All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Contract Fiancee: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

"Let go," Ava whispered weakly, struggling to break Sebastian's hold on her. This had gone too far and frankly, she had had enough of tyrant behaviour. What the hell did he want from her? He had been behaving like a damned asshole ever since they had come back from their outing. "No," he whispered harshly, his breathing fanning her face. She fought the urge to close her eyes and bask in the warm feeling. His enticing musky scent teased her nose and she rather felt like burying her face into his clothes. Sebastian watched Ava's face become even more livid and like the bastard he was, he fucking loved seeing her like that. Her breathing was rushed and mesmerized, he watched her breasts rise and fall rapidly like a madman, hoping they would push through the T-shirt and spill open. Ah fuck. He was doomed. Her defiance irritated him yet turned him on, he had never felt so fucking conflicted. "You're being a jackass!" She spat. "If I knew you were this kind of person-""That's the mista

When Sebastian awoke the next morning, his eyes blinked rapidly trying to adjust to the light that filtered through the room. He must have left the windows open, dammit! Groaning, he turned on his side, trying to hide from the sunlight that threatened to burn his face off. He was damn tired. For some fucking reason. And frankly, he couldn't remember why. Hell, he'd rather go to sleep. His phone shrilled and he groaned, struggling to find the device despite barely seeing shit. His hand patted the bed rapidly trying to figure out where the damned device is and where to chuck it to. When he failed to find it, his eye finally flew open and he sighed. His head pounded like crazy. Just how much had he drunk the night before?He couldn't remember shit. All he could recall was Ava screaming at him like a damned banshee, him screaming in reply because he'll what else was he supposed to. fucking do?Or was it the reverse? It seemed he had screamed first before Ava did. "Hell, who the fuck c

"He's calling!" Mrs. Bancroft squealed, waving the phone excitedly at her husband. He stood by the counter in the kitchen with Ava, showing her one of his latest collections of shells. He had named them all Shirley, the name of his wife. Ava scrunched her face when she heard that. That was pretty weird. Why would anyone name shells after their wives? It sounded weird. She directed her attention away from William Bancroft to Shirley who skipped towards them. Before she could blink, William had left her side and The couple met each other halfway, staring at the phone as if it were a baby and they were too scared to touch it. She chuckled at the sight and turned to face William's collection of shells, blinking rapidly to hide the tears that threatened to fall. Sebastian was so fortunate to have parents. Parents who doted on him do much. She missed her parents dearly. She missed her childhood when she didn't have care in the world and all she would do was run to her father when she ha

Nothing, Sebastian realized, his shoulders sagging in defeat. He couldn't do shit about it. She had made her choice because he had forced her too. Sighing he ran his hands through his hair and shook his head. "Let's just go back home," he mumbled. "Kim is very worried about you," That filled Ava's mouth with a bitterness she hadn't known she possesed. "Oh is she now? I thought I was a pain in her ass yesterday." "Ava please. We've spent half the entire morning looking for you. It was unfair and childish that you went off just like that withouts telling a soul where you were going!" He was right. She knew he was and completely felt like an idiot.With a hmph, she turned to face Shirley and William who had forgotten about them both and were busy muttering and whispering to each other. Sebastian moved closer to Ava then and whispered. "Imagine growing up around them like that as a child. Imagine being forgotten and tossed aside by your parents. Imagine the countless times I went hu

That was new. Ava thought frowning her face as she pondered over Ashers words. She had never thought.. well she knew one day Kim would eventually get married and all. It just seemed too soon. Too damn soon. Hell Kimberly was barely nineteen. She was a baby. Her baby. Knowing that a man was actively seeking her hand in marriage was... Terrifying. "I know how unsettling this is-" "You don't," She cut Asher short and turned away from him. "You don't know how unsettling this is. At all." "My intentions are pure, I swear," Asher swore. Ava's reaction was far from what he had expected. Granted he hadn't expected her to leap for joy ad clap a hand on his back, gushing about how Kimberly was lucky to have someone who liked her that much or how she would be happy with him. But he also hadn't expected a total withdrawal from her. Was it because she was in a sour mood? Or did she simply not like him at all? He wasn't sure. Hell he was starting to regret approaching her at all. When she rem