All Chapters of Pregnant And Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MIRAAs if realizing that he’s spilled too much, Mason steps back, those horrible shutters coming over his eyes. I, on the other hand, am pretty sure he was about to say something.“How did you hurt me?” I prod, coming closer to him. “What did you mean?”“Stay away from me, Mira.” He growls, backing away like a cornered cat.Suddenly, all of The Enchanter’s messages begin to haunt me. They all point to Mason hurting me or being a horrible choice for me. I need to get to the bottom of this.“Mason, talk to me. Please talk to me. What did you mean?”“Just leave it be for God’ssakes.” His eyes are shifty as they dart around the room. Despite the air conditioner, sweat is pouring from his big body in buckets.The fact that he’s lying makes me even angrier.Don’t give him a choice. Don’t give him a fucking choice.“You have five seconds to bloody talk, Mason…or I walk.”His gaze snaps to mine, his eyes slightly wide with alarm.“You don’t mean that.”I fold my arms, nearly choking with emo

MIRAI was right.It’s been three days and Halloway has not gone to the park even once. Yes, I still follow her everyday. She ends up going to that same rundown neighbourhood and walks into the same warehouse every single day.At this point, It’s safe to say I’m obsessed. There are times when Vanessa is not able to make it… so I go on my own.I do not care if I’m attacked by one of those scary looking men or not. Okay, maybe I do care. It’s just that I’m not paying attention half of the time.The plan is to follow her and see what she really does in that warehouse and today’s the day.“You ready?” I ask Vanessa as Halloway pulls away from Mason’s office complex and I follow suit.“As ready as I’ll ever be.” She replies, excitement written all over her features. “Let’s bust this bitch.”We follow closely, Vanessa singing along pretty loudly to Sia’s “Bird Set Free.” I, on the other hand, feel way too tense to sing.She finally turns into the street and stops at the same spot she usua

MIRA“Do you think we’re joking right now? We really have pictures and videos of you going into that warehouse. This is no joke.”Something odd flashes in Halloway’s eyes but she just shrugs, her aura oozing an annoyingly calm confidence.“In the end, it will be your word against mine, and who do you think Mason will believe? You probably think he’s forgiven you after that video of you and Axel Roman but you couldn’t be more wrong. Mason will never forgive you for trying to sabotage his business. Why do you think he went to Spain?”My breath catches in my throat.“Wh-what do you mean?”Halloway lifts one perfectly arched brow.“Axel just happens to be in Spain right now. Why don’t you put the pieces together, sweetheart?”My eyes narrow in confusion. Then it hits me and I scramble to my feet, knocking back my chair in the process.“Oh my God.” My eyes meet Vanessa’s wide ones. “He’s going to kill him. Mason is going to kill Axel.”Vanessa shoots to her feet and grabs my arm.“Hey, he

MIRAAnna finally manages to drag me out of the house after hours of just staying under my covers and dreaming of a man who might just never be mine. Close to thirty minutes of indecision later, we finally agree on the pool owned by Vanessa’s estate. We skinny dip all day and just make plain, mindless conversation.But when she continues to look all bothered, I know something’s definitely up with her.“Okay. Out with it. What’s wrong?”Her beautiful baby blues meet mine.“Um…nothing. Nothing’s wrong. Everything okay.” She hits me with a plastic smile which nearly blinds me.Nope. Not fooled.I heave myself out of the pool and plop down beside her, draping my arm around her skinny shoulders.“Hey, have you been eating properly?” I ask, inwardly cursing myself for being too immersed in my personal problems and failing to notice my sister’s declining weight.“Yup. I’ve been eating. I told you I was accepted as a runway model for the upcoming Dior fashion show.”Yes, I remember that day.

MIRAI’ve never been to an underground fighting facility before but it is definitely what I expected and more.Damon and Darth leads us through the throng of over excited, over stimulated people. It’s barely ten pm and the place is packed. I mean people are literally gumming up against each other packed.You can feel the excitement and testosterone pumping through the charged atmosphere.Vanessa turns back to check on me and despite my discomfort, I smile to signal that I’m doing great.I don’t do well in crowded places and I’m thankful that Darth is right behind me to keep most of the sweaty bodies away. I am very, very conscious of the amount of lewd glances the men throw my way and I pull my just-beneath-my-ass black dress lower, cursing myself for wearing it in the first place.When Damon finally leads us into a VIP, roped off section which provides a clear view of the ring, I breathe a huge sigh of relief at the thought that I won’t be subjected to the horror of watching the mat