All Chapters of SOLD TO THE ARROGANT BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

TRISTAN'S POV I woke up late, feeling the need for more sleep, but despite my exhaustion, I felt a sense of peace knowing that Willow now trusted me. However, my tranquility was abruptly shattered by the pungent smell of burnt eggs wafting from the kitchen. I wrestled with my sheets, hastily throwing them off as I stumbled out of bed and slipped into my cotton slippers. Following the aroma, I made my way to the kitchen, where smoke billowed out from under the door, carrying with it the unmistakable scent of culinary disaster.With a sense of urgency, I pushed the door open and was met with the sight of Willow wearing kitchen gloves, or rather, oversized mittens, as she carefully removed a frying pan from the gas cooker. The acrid smell of burnt eggs filled the air as she swiftly turned off the gas and disposed of the charred remnants in the garbage disposer. Frustration evident on her face, she angrily threw the pan into the sink, the clang echoing through the room.Despite the situa

TRISTAN'S POV "Willow, show yourself!" I half-yelled, but she didn't come out, and everyone looked at me confused, as if I'd lost it. I'm going to smack her so hard that she recovers her memory. I scanned the atmosphere, frustrated that Jaxon was out with Hailey when I needed him most. Next time, Willow is wearing a leash when we go out. My eyes spotted a familiar blonde with a baseball cap running down the streets, and I ran after her. She stopped and stuck her tongue out at me."You can't catch me!" she yelled as she hastened her steps. How is she so fast? I stopped, gasping hard for air. I resumed my scan and spotted her taking a turn to who knows where. I caught up to her as she stopped in front of a building."I've got you... Let's go home... How are you so fast?" I panted, but she didn't spare me a single look, her eyes fixed on the glass revealing a plethora of games. She moved closer and sighed, pushing her face against the glass and tapping it."I always wanted to go to an a

WILLOW'S POVI woke up in my room, rubbing the crumbs from my eyes and yawning so loudly I could swallow my whole room. Looking down at my feet, I noticed my roller skates were off, and I was wearing shorts with an oversized shirt I didn't recognize, sniffing in a familiar addictive smell that seemed oddly familiar.Wait, someone changed my clothes. Oh my god, don't tell me I did something with Tristan or he took advantage of me.I kicked down my door and headed to Tristan's room, knocking as if I'd lost it."Who is it?" I heard Tristan from inside."It's Willow. I want to see you now," I yelled, making sure he heard it loud and clear from across the room.I heard his footsteps pacing to the door, and as he opened it, Tristan stood before me, his devious smirk revealing the perfect outline of his jawline. His hair was messier than before, with scattered bangs falling over his forehead. His hands instinctively went up to run through his hair, pushing it back, a habit he seemed addicted

HAILEY'S POV"I'm pregnant," I said. Jaxon froze, as I expected, the two small glasses sliding down from his grasp, his jaw dropping, and his eyes widening in shock. I could swear he couldn't breathe, trying to process what I just told him."When? What? How?" he finally found his voice."I went for a test last week. I'm almost a month," I replied."And you didn't tell me," he half-yelled, cutting me off, as I averted my eyes, avoiding eye contact."I didn't know how you'd react," I yelled, my lungs out."I would have prepared..." He said. Even if he wasn't prepared at least he could have reacted better."How could I? You were busy with work and trying to set Tristan up on those unsuccessful blind dates while I was with Willow," I said."But you should have told me you wanted a baby. I would have at least been prepared," Jaxon yelled."I didn't want to keep the baby," I yelled again as my eyes welled up."I wanted to abort it. I didn't want to keep it because I know how you'd react, an

WILLOW'S POVHe roughly kissed me. I was stunned and shocked. Markus kissed me, and I didn't like it one bit. His hands traced down under my top as he slid his fingers under. His fingers dug up the hems of my top slowly, trying to take it off. I tried pushing him off me, but his body was a force I couldn't push over. His fingers dug deeper, slowly sliding my shirt off. He had the upper hand on me as he sucked the life off my lower lip until he bit it so hard my lower lip bled.He didn't stop there. He sucked on my lower lip so aggressively that my lips started to bruise as he involuntarily deepened the kiss. His tongue pushed past, forcing its way into my mouth, pushing my head back as he forced me down on the table. He took off his shirt, his eyes full of lust. It wasn't going to end well for me any moment from now. If he doesn't take it off, he's eventually going to tear it apart.His force on me was greater than before as he climbed on me, my eyes welling up.What was I thinking wa