All Chapters of The Billionaire's Submissive: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Tom's POV The phone rang for fucking ages. I didn't know how long I stood there before Eve, dialing the damned number on the card. The fucker who owned the number didn't pick the call. My forehead furrowed in a frown. I glanced at Eve who remained in the ground shaking like she had epilepsy or some shit. There was a nasty purple bruise on the side of her face. This was what she got for pissing me off. I had planned good things for us! I had planned to spend the day in her damned arms before she went ahead and pulled that shit on me. Cheat on me? Fucking ridiculous. I was going to find the bastard she had gone frolicking around with and I was going to snap his arms off. "Tom,... Please," She protested weakly, stretching her hands towards me. I slapped her hands away from me. After I was done with the bastard she went off to, I'd deal with her as well. Whichever came first. The call dropped when no one responded. Antsy, I dialed it again. Why the hell was the jackass not pick

ADAM'S POV Eight hours flying and thirty minutes trying to get the airport paparazzi out of my way, I sat in my Audi, speeding down the lanes of New York. I was jet lag as hell. My eyes were heavy and my head had this damned ringing sound that made it so damn unbearable to think.   But I couldn't stop.   I had to see Mother as soon as possible.   Oh she must be so scared. Anabelle would've cried her eyes out, worried to death. I had spent the entire flight, thinking about the possible reasons why my mother could have suffered a heart attack, but I couldn't come up with one.   Not one.   She had a nurse who tended to her. A cook who was supposed to tend to her but Mother was too damned stubborn for her own good and could still insist on making her own meals. I could imagi

ADAM'S POV   "Mother?" I called cocking my head to the side, feeling rather uncomfortable with her stare.   Growing up, my mother had her ways of getting me to fess up when I made mistakes or did something behind her back. One way that always worked and creeped the hell out of me at the same time was when she would stare right into my eyes.   That made me shudder all the time.   Hell, even now, with her green eyes threatening to burn holes in my skin, it took all of me and years of practice not to cower before her. I was a grown ass man. While I respected my mother, I would not shrink away like a pathetic green boy.   My mother's eyes trailed over my clenched jaw and she laughed heartily. "You're so cute, thinking you could stand up to me like that,"  

EVE'S POV I woke up with a start. A loud banging noise rang through my head as I tried to figure out where I was. Paris? The plane?  I glanced around the dimly lit room, trying to recognize the things around me. There was a picture frame on the wall, similar to the one Tom had insisted we take to France. Our wedding picture.   I was home.   I winced at the thought, sitting up to adjust my eyes to the slightly dark room. It was night already. The skies outside the curtain linen were dark and gloomy.  Exactly the way I felt.   With a sigh, I leaned against the headboard. What had happened? Last I recalled I had been looking for my phone. I must have fallen asleep while thinking of where I had dropped it. My stomach growled, depicting hunger and my eyes widened.   

ADAM'S POV It was two days after I had arrived from France and I was still as tired as hell.   After the phone call with Eve's supposed husband, I had blocked his contact. Not out of fear of his threats. Hilarious. I may sound like an asshole, but after hearing his voice over the phone, I was pretty sure he was a wimp. I doubted he could take me on. And if he could, there was no doubt, I would whoop his ass.   I sat in the boardroom, at the head of a long ass table, surrounded by the members of the media team. One of them stood by a wall, pointing at a projected slide and yammering about choosing a model to help advertise the new hotel that was currently being built. It would be finished soon and they couldn't wait to publicize it already.   Well I could wait.   What was the rush? There were a lot of other pr