All Chapters of Billionaire's Little Kitten : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

NileI can practically feel their hungry gazes devouring me from the distance.But none of them dared approach.Every woman who gets invited to my parties knows about the rules. No woman is allowed to approach or touch me without my permission. Going against that rule gets you kicked out and permanently removed from the exclusive invites list.I have heard whispers about how weird my rules are, but I do not care. I do not owe anyone one shred of explanation.Only my favorite seven, eight rather, are exempt from that rule.They are my little harem, and I get to unleash my very sinful pleasures on them. The only rules they have to follow is to never spend the night, and never touch any of my belongings without permission.I do not care about them enough to know their names, so I just call them numbers. It is a very straightforward arrangement.They provide me with pleasure, I provide them with luxury. Nothing else gets involved. Having the honor to be with me is only an added bonus for t

DymondMy heart races with anticipation as I think about my escape plan. I take a deep breath, gripping the fork tightly, ready to seize my chance.I approach the door, my heart racing. I insert the fork into the lock, turning and adjusting it. After a few moments of fiddling, I hear the satisfying click of the lock disengaging. I push the door open, feeling a sense of relief as I step out the room. I move quickly, towards what I hope is the exit. My heart pounds in my chest as I glance over my shoulder, hoping I haven't been spotted.As I round a corner, I collide with a solid chest. “Ah—!” Pain flares up from my bruised arm.“Any sane person who had nearly gotten choked to death, would be in bed, resting.” A familiar deep baritone drawled. “But I've come to notice that you, Dymond Hilary, are not exactly sane.”I look up to meet metallic grey eyes boring down at me. Nile, that ridiculously gorgeous ass, staring down at me with a bemused expression on his face.I raise the fork thre

NileI walk briskly into one of the rooms with an air of authority around me. My head of security and private investigator swiftly rise to their feet and give a slight bow as a show of respect. It seems they've been here for a while, the atmosphere in the room is very tense.My head of security, Dante and the private investigator both have stiff expressions on their faces. I walk slowly towards one of the soft cushions in the room. My steps echo in the silence of the room as I sink into the soft cushion. I nod lightly beckoning them to take a seat.As they took their seats, I stared directly at their faces only to find a mixture of uncertainty and fear."How's the investigation on Dymond's attackers.” I ask in a low sinister tone. The room falls silent as they both avoid my gaze. Dante gets up, clears his throat and decides to speak.“Sir.. we've managed to narrow down a number of possibilities and routes as to –.” I cut Dante off with a cold glare as I clenched my fists hard. "Number

DymondOnce the music is cut off, cries of absolute outrage fill the air. Everyone freezes in whatever they were partaking in, to look in the direction of the speakers.At me.“Who the fuck is that?!” A woman screams. Others let out similar curses in my direction.I don’t flinch. Instead, I stand with my head held high, enjoying the fucking looks in their faces. My eyes clash with Nile’s all the way across the room. His face is a blank, cold sheet. I cannot tell if he is enraged at my interruption or not, so I decide to take it up a notch.“Has it ever crossed any of your goddamn minds that you might be ruining someone's day with your goddamn partying?! I cannot fucking sleep, or think, my head hurts from all the useless noise—”A woman jumped out of the shadows towards me, grabbing my hair. “You fucking bitch, how dare you?!”“Get off me!” I pushed her, and she crashed into the speakers, taking them down with her.More enraged yells join the ruckus.“Get her out of here!”“She's ruin

DymondThere is a man on the phone, offering me the opportunity I have been fighting for for the past few days.A chance to escape this freak billionaire, Nile Garres, and get as far away from Los Angeles as possible, before Greg, my stalker ex-boyfriend catches up to me. And trust me, he always does. “Who are you and why should I trust you?” I say to the phone. “Because you need help, and I'm offering it to you. Of course, it's your choice. But if you do want to escape that house right now, follow my instructions. Every single step of the way. Do you understand, Dymond?”My heart races as I contemplate my answer. This just seems too sketchy. First someone sneaks into this bedroom to place this phone here, so I can receive this call. From the sound of it, the security or staff are not even aware of it.If anyone can just sneak in, what is stopping Greg from sneaking in here to murder me in my sleep?My body trembles just remembering when he had attacked me at the train station. He