All Chapters of A Game With The Billionaire : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ethan gazed outside the window, studying the rain that drizzled slowly along the window and down unto the floor. Magical, the feeling of rain was magical, but to some, it brought a dread to their heart, the pale feeling that crushed you when the Storm fall through the window, the creeping of the midnight breeze, the torment. It wasn't magical for him, because he spent all the time that rain fell, attending to his sister.Danger, he thought, the bar was lurking with danger. His sister, he tried to think, where was his sister, he knew her condition, his hands brushed against the table in anticipation, his feet tapping underneath the floor, making the table tremble a little, and the glass shaking a bit, causing to beer to spull out.Jason watched him from another angle, before he picked up the glass, and lifted it right above his lips, in a subtle position where his lips could sulk the liquid. "Is everything okay?" He asked, and Ethan turned to look at him with a quizzical expression.H

Walking in the stairs, taking gentle steps at a time was a dashing Emma dressed in a silky white night gown, its collar bone exposed, her face was red, and her lips perked up a lighter shade of pink, as she walked through the stairs, she glanced at the two men who stared at her, with widened eyes, their lips bland.As she stood in front of them, Ethan rushed towards his sister, before he crushed her into a hug, his hands flying towards her hair, moving through and fro down her silky soft hair."It's okay." He stroked it gently, back and forth, letting her silky hair fall into his warm hands. "I am here now." His hug was soft, making her feel the warmth she had been wishing for, the warmth she had been longing for all along,The warmth she had so much wished for yesterday night, she was receiving it now, it was in no sense when she longed for it yesterday, maybe sometimes, what you wished for can suddenly become what you dread.She leaned on the shoulder, her eyes moistening with tears

Quickly, the glass on the table fell to the floor, causing the glass to clink to the floor, the cracking voice ringed in both their ears, and an awkward tension rose in the air.It was disturbing, the firm glance of Old Master Hart, the prominent gaze of Jeremy.Old Master Hart gripped the table, his eyes suddenly growing sour. "Are you out of your mind? What are thinking of doing?"Jeremy winced slightly, maybe, he hadn't expected his own grandfather to act in such way, but again, this was Old Master Hart and not some old boring grandfather. This was Old Master Hart, the leader of the Hart family."Grandfather. I swear it was only a joke," He cackled a low nervous laughter, inching away from Old Master Hart's cane that almost flashed towards his face."What stupid joke is that, eh?" It happened so quickly, the cane waving through his face, and an old man chattering his lips in anger. His legs tapping against the floor in pure rage.And, the best option available, he would just leave,

Emma turned to look at her brother, a sly smile releasing unto her lips, "Andrew. You are back."He stretches his arm tiredly, "And, hell I am tired. I am going to bed, see you guys tomorrow." He walked towards the room, everyone staring at him in awe, he struck his face out, making a cheeky grin. "Oh, and I have missed you all."Emma's face melted. Had he missed her too? Something leapt in her heart, maybe, he had.°°°The door of the car flew opened, and Claire walked out, the dark sunglasses etched around her face, her cheek emitting a lighter shade of red, as the cold wind blew against her face, causing her make-up to be smudged a bit. She gazed up at the tall building in front of her.Hell, she couldn't wait, for the past few weeks, she had been working on her plan to seduce Jason Hart, she licked her lips gently, before she strides into the company."Hello, how can I help you?" A voice from over the laptop spoke to her harshly, her hands trimming against the keyboard.Claire pla

His hair was lumpy, and his lips puckered upward a bit, he made to take a step forward, but seeing the almighty Andrew Roberts seated there, with crossed arms and looking at him, his heart skipped a bit, in horror."Andrew." He called out, briefly giving him a nod, Andrew acknowledged with a dirty smirk that lowered from his lips down to his jawline."And, may I ask why you are in my sister's office? Everyone knows that the Harts don't joke around with the Roberts."Emma widened her eyes. Wait a minute, even Andrew knew that, what she the only one who was just knowing this now? Damn her brain."I am sorry, Roberts." Jeremy gave a curt bow, he seemed exhausted and Emma wondered what he had been going through. How was his day? How did he encountered his day? Flirting with women, right.She chapped her lips together, and gazed at his crumpled face, he didn't seem in the mood for jokes, and was now glaring at her indefinitely."I will go." Andrew stood up, before gazing at his sister. "We