All Chapters of The Billionaire's Contract Pet: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Will walked out of the room laughing and shaking his head. How different Emma was from her friends. He knew Emma could be bold when she wanted to be, but it definitely was not her default setting. They were good for her, he decided.  Before stepping into Emma’s room, Jess’s words looped in his mind. Was he ready to tell Emma how he felt? More then anything he wanted to take that step with her. To be a real couple. Not bound by contracts or false pretenses. No arrangements. What an idea.  Jess was right. About all she had said. He did need to tell Emma of his true feelings. But there was a lot he was dealing with in his mind. All of the things that he kept bottled up were finally bubbling over, and he could longer ignore them. He was determined to do this the right way. And so, before going back in to see Emma, there was something he had to do. While Will sorted out his life, the police along with Captain Whitlock were still sear

Forensics teams and police detectives swarmed Robert Stewart’s estate. Press cameras and several media outlets had been shown up and started to set up camp in the streets. Neighbors peered out of windows and leaned over fences to get a glimpse of the body as it was removed from the house. Mayhem and chaos were alive and well.Robert’s death was staged to look like a suicide. Cause of death was determined to be a gunshot wound to the head. Blood pooled from the wound and stained the dark, mahogany table. It dripped to the floor and settled into the plush white carpet. Photos of the study were taken. It captured the gruesome scene. There was more blood on the walls, consistent with the gunshot wound. Captain Whitlock took charge of the scene and did his best to make sure that no evidence was compromised. “So, what do you think?” He asked one of the detectives.“I can see why it would be a suicide. Essentially the whole damn world was

The station was a chaotic symphony. To the untrained eye, it appeared to be a directionless discord of people running in panicked circles. But it was coordinated madness. Everyone had their specific instructions. And the common goal was to find out what happened to Robert Stewart and put an end to the nightmare. Captain Whitlock and the forensics team rushed into the station where the IT analyst was waiting for them. The rest of them split of to continue their various tasks. “Where is Mario?” Captain Whitlock shouted over the din. “In here, Captain,” he called out.  “Good to see you, Mario,” Captain Whitlock greeted him with a quick handshake. Mario Arnaz was a young, brilliant IT analyst. If there was anything of worth on that drive, he would find it. “Good to see you too, sir. On the phone you mentioned something about a USB drive?” “Yes, here it is.”

Dreamless, blissful sleep was disrupted by a gentle shaking. Emma was disoriented and groggy but rested. It was a sensation her body had forgotten, and she internally cursed whoever robbed her of it. She expected to see Will and was prepared to give him an earful. But was Jess who was at her bedside. She was perched in a wheelchair.“Hey,” Emma greeted, her earlier anger forgotten. She rubbed the heave sleep from her eyes and pushed herself up.“Hey. Did they give you something to help you sleep?”“Yes. Will insisted. I’m kind of glad for it, though. I don’t think I would have slept otherwise.”“Of course, you thought you’d be able to power through,” Jess rolled her eyes, but smiled. “You can’t be strong all the time. It’s okay to admit when you need help, you know.”“I…” Emma didn’t know wh

Lizzie was safely strapped into her car seat and ready for the drive back to Lyncrest. She babbled and cooed in the backseat while Will drove. For a few moments, they were a family going for a car ride. Will reveled in the simplicity of it. There was no drama, no fighting.  Walking into the apartment was surreal. It was frozen in time, untouched by the events of the last 48 hours. It was its own sanctuary waiting for them. Will thought of his apartment across the hall and wondered if it too was frozen.  “You can stay here tonight, if you’d like,” Emma offered after putting Lizzie to bed. She suddenly felt very shy. This was new territory for both of them and neither knew what to do.  “Um,” Will rubbed the back of his neck. What the hell was this? Why did he feel so awkward? Any other time he would have snatched her up and thrown everything off of the kitchen table and had his way with her. But n