Todos los capítulos de Billionaire's Toy: I fell in love with a player : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

WILLIAMS’ POV My mind instantly flee back to the reason why we were coming to the hospital in the first place, my mum… “What is wrong with her” I voiced out as he pointed to his open office. "Let's talk inside," the doctor said, his expression solemn. I followed him into his office, my heart racing with anxiety. "Please, have a seat." He motioned to a chair in front of his desk.I sat down, my eyes fixed on him. "What's going on with my mom?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.The doctor sighed, his eyes filled with compassion. "Your mother's condition is serious, Williams. She's been in an accident, and she's suffered severe injuries."My mind raced as I processed his words. "What kind of injuries?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.The doctor hesitated before speaking. "She has severe head trauma, and her prognosis is uncertain. We're doing everything we can to stabilize her condition, but...it's not looking good."I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. My mom, th

WILLIAMS’ POV My eyes widened as I saw the person seated in the car, it was the alpha, he pulled the gear of the car as he winked at me jjst before he zoomed off. My blood streams ran cold as Monica tried to calm me down. “Um, I guess that gives us a hint of who is behind all this bullshit” she suggested as she pulled me to herself, resting her head on my shoulders. I could see the disappointment and looming disaster as she pulled away, “Please tell me it is a coincidence that Sarah is here with you, I know I told you to mess around but not with..” she was interrupted by Sarah as she took a deep and loud gulp of air. “Just so you know, um, I am not interested in dating your man, I had no intentions of sleeping with him and if I did I would have done that even before you got back from wherever you went to '' Sarah responded just before she tirned around and took her leave. As I looked at Monica, I could see the doubt and fear in her eyes. I knew I had to reassure her, to make he

WILLIAMS’ POV As we held each other, the world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in our love. We stood there for what felt like an eternity, our hearts beating as one, our souls reconnected.Finally, Monica pulled back, her eyes sparkling with tears. "We need to talk," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.I nodded, my throat constricting with emotion. "I know. But first, let's get out of here. Let's get away from all this drama and just be us."Monica nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Okay."We drove across town, the tension between us palpable. We couldn't keep our hands off each other, our fingers intertwined as we stole glances at each other."I can't believe we're together again," Monica said, her voice filled with wonder."I know," I replied, my voice low and husky. "I feel like I've been living in a dream, and now I'm finally awake."Monica's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with desire. "I feel the same way," she whispered.We bare

WILLIAMS’ POV The sterile white walls of the hospital hallway seemed to press in on me as I walked alongside Monica. Relief battled with a cold dread in my gut. The truth about the Alpha was out, but the feeling of resolution was elusive."You okay?" Monica asked, her voice laced with concern right beside my ear.I forced a smile. "Yeah, just...a lot to process.""An understatement," she agreed, her eyes flickering towards my mother who trailed behind us, a deep frown creasing her brow.Suddenly, Mom stopped, her hand reaching out to grip my arm with surprising strength. "Williams, there's something you haven't told me." Her voice was a low rasp, heavy with suspicion that sent a jolt through me.My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs. "What do you mean?" I stammered, trying to sound casual."The Alpha," she said, her gaze sharp. "Why did he single you out? There's more to the story, isn't there?"Busted. The thought slammed into me with the force of a wrecking ball. I sto

WILLIAMS’ POV A tense silence stretched between us, thick enough to choke on. The photo of the woman, an echo of a past I never knew, lay forgotten at my feet. My mom's hand, hovering hesitantly near mine, finally retreated. Shame bloomed in her chest, a suffocating pressure mirroring the turmoil within me. "Why didn't you tell me?" I finally managed, my voice hoarse. It wasn't a scream this time, but a broken plea, a desperate attempt to understand the woman who had raised me. Tears welled up in her eyes again, spilling over in glistening tracks. "Fear," she confessed, her voice barely a whisper. "They were everywhere, Williams. They would have stopped at nothing to get you back. I...I had to protect you." "Protect me by turning me into a stranger in my own life?" I retorted, the anger threatening to resurface. But seeing the raw pain etched on her face, the tremor in her hands, I forced it down. This wasn't about blame, not yet. This was about unraveling the tangled web of m