All Chapters of The Billionaire's Outrageous Addiction: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

SCARLETT. I had never seen Finn look this distraught. No matter how he tried to hide his emotions, it was obvious in the way he looked. His fingers had tightened around the wheels of the car as he zipped past the sign that gave the instructions for the average driving speed. I was seated right beside him in the car, watching as he kept hitting the accelerator. "Finn," I called out softly. "Please, drive slowly, okay?" "How can I? My sister has collapsed already and I can't be there to know how she's doing." He gritted under his breath. I placed a hand on his thigh and rubbed it softly. "Trust me when I tell you that she's going to be fine. You look really worried and I hate to see you this way," "It's not something I can control, okay? Raya had all it took to become one of the best athletes. Hell, she was competing on national levels and was almost getting to the Olympic level when this bullshit happened! I wish there was a way to end all this. That's her life

SCARLETT. Seeing two beautiful women fanning over me made me feel really overwhelmed. Raya got to me. She was exceptionally strong, cracking jokes about her condition, and now she was starting to see death as a necessary evil. Her mother wasn't pleased. Though she tried to mask whatever she was feeling with a smile, I saw the look on her mother's face. She had introduced herself to me as Eliana. I chose to still address her as Mrs. Davis. There was something about her that commanded respect. After learning that she had lost her husband to cancer too, I had to give her credit for being the strongest woman alive. It wasn't easy to cope with losing a loved one to cancer. Finn was stronger than I thought. He stood there, trying to make sure he protected them both. He reassured his mother whenever her eyes watered and laughed at Raya's weird jokes even if he didn't like them. I spent a bit of time with her before Finn said it was time for us to leave. Eliana

SCARLETT.     The next morning wasn't a work day. Of course, it was a Tuesday and the worst Tuesday of my life. I decided to tag it Terribly Tuesday. The Tuesday of my engagement party with Kelvin.     I was awake as early as five this morning, lying on Finn's arm and staring up at the dimly lit ceiling. He was still sleeping peacefully beside me and I didn't want to wake him up.      I also hadn't told him that my engagement party was today. What was there to tell? I wasn't even excited about it. Today was a day I dreaded so much.      I didn't want to leave his side. In fact, I wanted to remain here in his arms till it was night, ignoring calls and text messages from my “concerned” parents. I wanted them to search around for me. I wanted them to feel disappointed in me for the last time before I di

FINN.     Scarlett was dressed in a beautiful black dress. One that hugged all of her curves. She had light makeup on and matte black lipstick that made her look gorgeously mysterious. That drove me crazy.      It was a simple dress but nothing looked simple on Scarlett. She was the epitome of elegance, walking with so much grace.     She stood before me and turned and when she was facing me again, she bit the side of her lip, causing a groan to escape my throat.     "Aren't you the most beautiful thing I have ever seen this evening?"     She smiled. I am happy that she is smiling. I am happy that she isn't looking all sad.      "Why do you have a striking resemblance to Batwoman?"   

SCARLETT.     My mother stands right before me. She's wearing a red dress. One that hugs her curves. Her makeup was sleek and so was her hair. Anyone would mistake her for the bride.      I stifled the laughter that nearly escaped my throat. Talking about reputation, I did not want the people around us to conclude that I was mentally deranged. From the way I had been acting since Kevin came to stand beside me, only a laugh would have given my mental stability away.     "The dress we got didn't just fit. Felt really weird,"     She pulled me away from the men, towards the steps that were filled with partiers holding drinks and conversing in different languages. We kept climbing till we finally got to the large doors that led to the drawing room. She pushed it open and shut it behind us before turning