All Chapters of The Billionaire's Runaway Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Christina’s POV Instant anger surged through me the moment I heard the butler’s words. ‘Who the hell does he think he is to assume I’d bow to his will and stroke his silly ego?’ Scott Reid has all but shown me different versions of his personality disorder which has only helped in strengthening my hatred for him. He was the kind of man that would do anything to hurt people all because he can’t get them to lick his feet and worship him on his high horse and truly, I’d rather die than be one of his worshippers. “You can tell him to suck up his inflated ego and shove it up his ass for all I care,” I gritted through clenched teeth, ignoring the little discomfort I felt in my chest from when I’d hastily swallowed the remnants of the snacks I’d been eating just to hide them from the butler. “If he thinks I’d fall to his feet all because he’s stopped you from feeding me then he must be a sore loser.” I stared Adams hard in the eyes, not caring to hide my disgust that he was actively taking

Scott’s POVThe next morning, I stepped out of my bedroom with my briefcase in hand, all dressed and ready to leave for work. I hadn’t heard anything about Christina after last evening and as I walked past her door, I stopped to listen if I’d hear any sound from her but nothing came. I stepped closer to the door and pressed my ear to it but there was nothing. A slight frown marred my face and I wrapped my fingers around the doorknob, ready to pull it open just to see what she was up to but then I stopped myself.Why do I care so much about her? She could go to hell for all I know, until she’s ready to be well-behaved. These thoughts came to me and I left the door alone. It was still very early in the morning and I wouldn’t give the little minx a chance to rile my nerves. I have a meeting to attend this morning at the company, and I needed to be in my best mood, to handle the investors that were coming.I released a deep breath and continued down the hallway, to the stairs that led t

Christina’s POVCarefully, he reached for the hem of my top and I obliged, raising my arms for him to pull it off. Next, he went for my pants and slowly slid them down my waist, leaving me in my white cotton panties. His warm palms settled on my stomach and slowly slid down to grab the waistline of my panties and just like the pants, he slid them down my legs until they pooled at my feet. Next, he grabbed my hand and I stepped out of the pool of sweaty clothes.“Wait here,” His voice was calm as he walked around with purposeful steps, filling up the bathtub with warm water, and adding the lavender body wash that was in the bathroom to it. When he was satisfied with the outcome, he returned and grabbed my hand, leading me to it until I climbed in and sat in the warm water. An involuntary moan of comfort slipped out of my lips and I closed my eyes, as I got settled in the water. For a moment, I forgot I wasn’t alone, as I allowed the warm temperature of the water to soothe my nerves and

Christina’s POVThe woman pulled away and stared at me with a warm smile on her face. She stared at me and walked around me, while I stared on in confusion.“You look so pretty and gorgeous. Scott definitely made the right choice this time. I’m one hundred percent with him. Such a lovely girl,” She complimented, still smiling. It was either she didn’t care that I didn’t share her sentiments with her, and was lost or she hadn’t given much thought to the expression on my face.“I’ve waited so long for him to be married to a decent girl. You know, I have to see my grandkids before the cold hands of death pull me away but my stubborn nephew has refused to let me see them. But here you are, my darling, a lovely girl that will bear lovely kids,” She praised, still fascinated by my presence in his home.From her words, I was able to gather that she was his aunt. But why was she in his home, and what was she talking about? Did she have an idea of Scott’s arrangement with me? A sour taste inf

Christina’s POVAunt Eunice’s eyes met mine and I saw the knowing look in them and it made me bow my head in mortification as my gaze fell to the floor. My heart was still palpitating wildly and I was still heaving from what had almost happened.He was so close, I could smell his minty breath and the scent of his cologne dominated my nostrils. Somehow, it soothed me and my gaze was fixed on his intense icy orbs as though I was in a trance and I couldn’t bear to look away from him. If his aunt hadn’t interrupted when she did, I had no doubts his lips would have been on mine and I could have let him kiss me.That was the most devastating part. I could have let my guard down and let him kiss me. This realisation was alarming and it had my heart beating fast. It felt as though for a moment, I forgot the circumstances of our relationship, and it was like all that had happened between us was only a faraway memory. It felt like we were in a different time and space, and the sensual promises