All Chapters of The Billionaire's Submissive: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

  Adam's POV  "Good to see you, Mr Harrison,"  Tom Harrison sat in the boardroom along with several other professionals who would be involved in the launching of the mall. We had eventually finished building it and frankly, for an idea that came from Harrison, the mall did turn out good.   It was quite grand, taking up more than half the district where it was situated. I expected that it would yield very interesting returns over the years. Quite interesting ones.   But it didn't mean I was happy with the jackass. He tossed me a grin and nodded. "Good to be here Mr stone. "  The other professionals I had invited hummed their greetings and Lillian, my secretary , anchored the meeting.   We discussed what events to include during the inauguration of the new mall. 

  Madeline's PoV I stuffed a handful of chips into my mouth, staring at the wide TV screen. It was slothful behavior. I knew that. Before now, I couldn't recall the last time I had wolfed down a bag of chips like a damned slob.   But desperate times called for desperate measures. And frankly I wasn't sure I cared much. I was too tired and too hungry to care. Who the hell was I to care when the world was against me?   The companies I worked with as a model amd influencer had canceled on me, retracted their contracts and tossed me aside like a fucking piece of trash!  All because of what?  Because a damned nobody from nowhere, revealed to everyone that I had slept with some dead senator! People really didn't know how to mind their own fucking .   I had tried to be calm when it happened at first.

  Eve's POV I coughed, grasping my throat, trying to breathe. My vision was blurry, my head felt light and overall I felt like I was close to passing out. My body quivered and my knees shook and I found myself falling towards the ground again.   Until strong arms caught me.   I had just left Adam not quite long. He had dropped by quickly to see me and I had wanted to show him some of my paintings. Things had been a bit awkward at first because I couldn't stop thinking about his promises to get me away from Tom. But all he had to do was give me a hug and my worries melted away.   Being with Adam was wonderful. For a few minutes, I could forget that I had spent the last ten years shackled to an abusive husband, living more like Rapunzel locked in a tower. I could forget the pain that came with being married to Tom. I could breathe easily. &nb

  Tom's POV Nothing in the world could have prepared me for the sight before me. I blinked, pulling my forehead into a frown as I peered through the windscreen.   Was that Adam Stone with Eve or was I hallucinating shit?!  The day had started pretty annoying anyways. I had left early for a meeting only for the bastard I had a meeting with to stand me up after waiting two hours. If I hadn't needed his company's investment and couldn't afford a pull out at the moment.   He gave some flimsy excuse and if that was supposed to pacify me, it fucking didn't. I had spent the night with Barlow trying to make another delivery and also trying so hard not to rip his head off.   The bastard probably still felt that I didn't know what he had done. That he had tried to rip me off and I was clueless as fuck.  

  Author's POV John had done it.   "When can I move in?" The man before him, with the flashy blonde hair and green eyes, was a rich politician's son who needed a house to throw his wild secret parties. If John had to guess what kind of parties, he would bet they were orgies.   Rich people had so much money and time in the world, they could dream up all the disgusting things they wanted and could bring them to life.   Whereas he?  Well he wasn't sure what he could do now. He had wired the rest of his money to a foreign account. He had sold the house too. Sadly to the pompous kid before him.   John glanced down at the kid's tattered jeans and designer hoodie. Another habit that seemed to plague rich kids. They had a terrible sense of fashion.   Not like he was