All Chapters of Addicted To A Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

**Thelma**I sat up carefully on the bed as I stared at the dark-skinned handsome man sleeping beside me.It had been an unforgettable hot night between us, and I could still feel the throbbing between my thighs from how hard he had pounded me the previous night.How did it all start?I was ridiculed by my best friends, Sandra and Ella, for still being a virgin at 24 years old, and I was pained at the realization that I looked foolish in front of them.I rushed down to the nearby club to gulp down any available liquor they had and to forget my sorrows. But then a man approached me and asked, "Hello, miss."I stared back at him and wondered what he wanted, but I was too sad to listen to him.He grabbed the bottle from my hands and pulled me along to follow him."Who are you? Let me go!" I screamed, wearing a slim-fitted long red gown with black low-heeled shoes.I was the only daughter of my billionaire parents and the sole heir of BeeH Group. The people in the bar didn’t dare to interf

**Thelma**"Let go of me!!" I screamed as I was caught by two dark-skinned masculine bodyguards downstairs. They probably thought I was a thief, and they held me tightly, refusing to let me go.I saw an old man with a full head of white hair and a beard. He had silver-looking eyes and wore a long white garment. He walked out and stared at me in confusion before speaking to the two bodyguards who had seized me. "Release the lady.""Yes, Grand Master." The two bodyguards immediately released me, and I dusted off my arms irritably where the two huge men had gripped me.My core still hurt from how intensely the dark, handsome man in the room had pounded me, and I could still smell his scent."Who... are... you?" The old man with extremely white hair asked. I greeted him, "Good morning, sir."I assumed he was related to the dark man who had slept with me, and I said, "I have to go home now, sir."I saw the old black man smile faintly and reply, "Alright. Thompson, open the gate for her.""O

**Mavin**I stepped out of my bedroom dressed in a casual blue top and black pants and walked to the mirror to comb my short black hair.As I stared at my neck, I noticed sore scratches from when I was taking my bath. I saw her finger scratch marks on my skin.I frowned, and my mind flashed back to the moment I had entered her warmth.I couldn't bring myself to stop, and I held my head to ease the pain of the memory.Even though the medicine had worn off, I still had a headache, and I thought about giving Adam and the rest of the female staff a serious warning.Adam Howard was a 53-year-old man who had been with me for a long time and liked calling me "boss."He said he called me "boss" to "motivate me and remind me of my rank in City B."I sighed as I finally walked away from the mirror after applying my perfume. I left my room and went downstairs to accompany my grandfather to the hospital as promised.Grandpa was smiling all the way, as if he had won a trophy. He was already neatly

**Thelma**I woke up in my bedroom to a brand new day. I sat up carefully on my bed and finally slid out.I walked over to my window and pushed the curtains slightly open to stare out at my father's garage.I saw my elder brother, Steven Sabastian, standing there and talking to a bodyguard. It was as if Steven sensed my intense gaze; he turned and looked up at my window, but I quickly shut the curtains. I wasn’t ready to greet him.I knew that would inevitably lead me to shout, "Good morning, brother!" But I wasn’t prepared for that. I still felt embarrassed about how red I had been the previous day in front of them, covered in love bites all over my skin and face.I needed to focus on my business training since I had graduated. However, I didn’t know if my father would allow me to leave the mansion again to work with the company I had applied to. My mother didn’t want me learning under Steven.I had submitted my application to MW Group, and they had already sent me an approval email t

**Thelma**I picked up an orange scarf from my closet and wrapped it around my neck before I walked out of my room. I went downstairs to the living room to find my parents, as it was Sunday and still after 10 AM.As I walked downstairs into our living room, I heard my father's voice speaking to my mom. I stepped into the living room and met their gazes. They stopped discussing as they heard my footsteps, and I stood frozen like a sacrificial lamb waiting to be slaughtered."Good afternoon, Dad, Mom..." I nervously greeted my parents, feeling the tension in the room as my dad stared at me. I heard him respond, "Good morning, Thelma. Aren't you going to church today?""No, Dad," I breathed out in relief, having thought my dad would reprimand me at home for what I had done the day before yesterday, which was Friday. But instead, Dad was smiling at me, and that made me curious to know why he had that bright smile on his face. I was surprised he wasn’t glaring at me for bringing shame upon