All Chapters of Stuck with Mr Billionaire : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Isabella's point of viewJason traced my bare thigh with his index finger, "He came to me at night, barely minutes after I arrived in the states," He spoke softly, perhaps afraid that if he had spoken any louder, I would leave."He claimed he had something on me, something even my lawyers would not be able to let out and if I didn't let him have you, he'll post those videos and photos of you. And as always I called his bluff, I told him he could do nothing," His finger moved higher and higher with each word, past my thighs and onto my abdomen, he drew circles on it, "And then he posted them, and disappeared. My mom doesn't know where he is, my dad doesn't or so he claimed and my people can't get a trace on him....""Almost like he disappeared from the earth," I completed the rest of his sentence.My hand held unto his other hand, and I raised it up to my lips, placing a gentle electrifying kiss on it."Yeah, that," Jason said, his voice sounded a bit strained.I could understand his s

Isabella's point of view"You have a house in the woods?" I asked, surprised out of my mind.Here we were, alone in the woods. We had walked, used bikes and whatever for the past three hours, ever since we got down from the helicopter. Zachary had everything figured out though, he kept a bag he had filled to the brim with essentials such as tissue paper, bottles of water, bags of my favorite snacks and a towel.Zachary raised his shoulders up in a shrug, "Yeah, it's kind of my hideout. When the noise from the Newmans family and everything they represent becomes too much, I come here to escape," He said, grunted a bit, "And now it's going to be our new home, we'll finally get the life we deserve.""But what about the rest of the family? Annabelle, your father....""Jason and Amethyst, don't forget to add them," The smirk on his lips was even more infuriating than the interruption itself, I wished I could smack it out of his lips.But all I could manage was a small yes, that came out so

Isabella's point of view.Seven days. Exactly one week after I left everything I knew and came to a life as some sort of prisoner. Perhaps my eyes were no longer sunken because I understood and accepted my fate now. I cleaned the house whenever necessary, which seemed to be every three hours, I cooked variety of meals, sometimes I even baked. I threw some away, the ones that went bad or were just too horrible to be eaten by anyone that valued their tongue. I should have kept them and given them to Zachary whenever he decided to grace the house with his presence.Every hour, before I grow bored due to the consistent failures that came from trying different passwords on the computers, tried multiple times to unlock the safe to no avail."Do not despair my dear girl, you have come too far to fail now," Mom's voice seemed to come to me whenever I had to lie down on the bed for a little nap.Sometimes it wasn't mom though. Sometimes it was my dad, sometimes he would appear, dressed in hi

Jason's point of viewIf I wasn't so pissed off at the moment, I guessed my brother's whole new bad boy demeanor would have been a joke. Something to laugh about with Zade at the bar or while having wine at the balcony.But it wasn't a joke. He was walking on thin ice. And his foolishness would get him killed if he wasn't careful."Why did he have to do something like this?" Zade asked, he twirled the drink around in his glass and focused his gaze on a painting at the end of the room.On the other hand, I was too pissed off to even stand or sit. I walked from one end of the room to the other, thinking about what to do.The package my brother sent was still open on the table, locks of my wife's hair spread across some sort of newspaper with what looked like blood smeared around it.Zade dropped the wineglass on the table, "He wouldn't do something like that right? He's not so wrong in the head that he would actually kill Isabella. That woman did no wrong to him."At this point, I had n

Isabella's point of view.I swear my head hurt like a bitch when I woke up, all I could see were blinding white lights everywhere and sometimes the occasional doctor with their white coats.I went in and out of consciousness and every time, I woke up at a different time of the day.Sometimes I saw Jason, sometimes he hovered on me, other times he was screaming for the doctor. But I heard him, multiple times.I heard him when he talked to me every time. The sweet words he said to me while he caressed my forehead, the kisses he placed there and sometimes, when I felt really strong, I tried my best to squeeze his hand.There was a time I heard a child speaking. I was pretty sure it was Amethyst because of how soft she had spoken. She had begged me to wake up for her and I tried, I really tried.I just couldn't. And then I slipped out of consciousness again.This time, I was determined to remain conscious.The doctor by my side smiled kindly at me, "Oh Mrs Wells, you're awake," He touched