All Chapters of LOCKED IN WITH THE BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Abigail's POV***"oh where's my Audrey, it's time for dinner and he's nowhere to be found. " I said, worry evident in my tone.My anticipation turned into frustration as I waited for a response, only to be met with the same automatic voicemail that I had heard countless times.With a frustrated sigh, I let out a loud hiss. For hours now, I had been calling the office line over and over again, but I just kept getting sent to voicemail. It was getting more and more frustrating as each call went unanswered. My pulse quickened and I could hear the sound of my heartbeat. Even my palms felt wet and cold, as I gripped the phone tighter."Where could they be?" I thought as I bit my fingernails anxiously.It was already 7 pm, and I still hadn't received a single text or message from him. Not even the office line had responded to my calls. To make matters worse, I only had the office telephone and I even called Elena, to ask if she had seen him in his office but she said Henry didn't come to

Third POV***"I'm making some soup, would you like to have some?" Henry asked, coming out from the kitchen with an apron tied around his neck. Despite his disheveled appearance, there was something undeniably attractive about him, and Abigail found herself blushing as she looked at him. He was like a dark and handsome devil, with an air of mystery about him."No, he isn't that attractive." She muttered to herself as if trying to deny the obvious."Yes," Abigail answered, after a moment of hesitation. She had not realized how hungry she was until now, and the thought of a hot bowl of soup was suddenly very appealing. After getting the confirmation he needed, he turned away and went back into the kitchen. He couldn't help but blame himself for what had happened earlier, and he felt like he had made a terrible mistake. He knew he shouldn't have released her hands forcefully, he blamed himself again for treating her badly.It was all his fault, she was the mother of his son and he shou

Third POV***The office was filled with the sound of boisterous laughter, coming from a man somewhere within."Listen, bro. This cool, tough-guy act isn't doing you any favors. Women won't be interested in a handsome cold-blooded dude who is unapproachable. You need to smile more brother and stop with all this act." Zayn mocked in a sarcastic manner while trying to suppress his laughter but Henry ignored him without batting an eyelid, instead, he concentrated on his computer screen.Zayn Brundeen was Henry's cousin and his closest friend, he was the only one who could make fun of Henry and go Scott free without having to lose his tongue.And he always took advantage of that opportunity and wouldn't stop teasing Henry at every chance he got.Henry often wondered how he and Zayn had become friends in the first place. The two of them were polar opposites - Henry, the introverted homebody with a cool and aloof demeanor, and Zayn, the charismatic social butterfly who knew everyone and had

Third POV***"The dress fits perfectly, I knew it would look good on you Abigail."Abigail froze mid-step, her body going rigid as she registered what Henry had just said. Her eyes then widened in disbelief as she tried to process his words. His eyes bore deep into her body, eyeing her curves and scrutinizing her as if he could see through her clothes.Abigail's cheeks turned red, she continued walking and greeted him as she got to her seat.She sat down and went through some of the files, though her heart was pounding faster after remembering what happened between them last night.He made matters worse by staring at her with so much intensity that made her heart thump faster, it was like he never wanted to take his eyes off her or maybe he was enjoying the sight of seeing her crumble under his gaze.Abigail's hands were shaky, she couldn't help but say, "Can you please stop looking at me that way Mr Henry, it is making me uncomfortable."Henry chuckled and kept his hands up in a su

Abigail's POV***Warning! This chapter contains explicit words and s*xThe heated intensity of last night seemed more like a dream as I stirred and sat up. Henry was sleeping soundly beside me while his chest rose and fell.There was something about the rhythm of his breathing, his well-defined jaw, and the sexy way his eyebrows arched as he slept that made me bend forward for a closer look, tracing his jaw lines and smiling sheepishly to myself when my gaze focused on his lips… rough way he had kissed me. My hands caressed and brushed against his lips and I was going to take advantage of him sleeping to trace my fingers all over his chest. “I was wondering what was smelling so good...” His strong arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer. “ I-I… there was a bit of dirt on your face” My cheeks heated being so close to him, I felt shy and embarrassed.“Oh… is that so? Did you get a good look?” I chuckled and rolled my eyes. “Hmm… you weren't meant to see any of that.”Henry