All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ryan and Amelia were the only ones left in the large living room, the slow tick of the clock bearing as the only audible presence in the large space. They locked eyes as their gazes penetrated deep into each other as if communicating silently."Ryan," Amelia whispered, moving close to him, cheeks flushed and eyes filled with desire."I miss you, honey," Ryan confessed, taking up the opportunity. Oh how long he had waited for this moment!."I missed you too, Ryan," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I _- I should never have broken up with you," she said.Ryan was a little bit surprised by her words because he knew how proud and arrogant she could be at times. But he was not here to solve puzzles. He wanted to make the most out of the opportunity.Without saying a word, he held her little face in his, and before she could even blink, his lips pressed into hers. Ryan thought she smelled of lavender and tasted like honey. His hot tongue delved into her mouth, exploring its insid

There was no time to sulk anymore, so she dressed up, took her things and stormed out of his house. The day had broken and it was already 7:00 am in the morning. Her white Porsche car cruised slowly along the highway as her mind swirled through different things, feeling a mix of different emotion. Her mind wandered to how she and Ryan first started their love story, how they grew to love each other, how they couldn't live without each other, then his cheating scandals, the embarrassment, the pain, the mental breakdowns then finally giving birth to her kids and that was where she learnt forgiveness. She forgave him despite everything he had put her through for the sake of her children. And last night, she was about to forgive him again but this time, for the sake of herself. But all that were fantasies and it was time she awoke from her daydreams.She parked her car and got down but was shocked to see Tom standing far away at her entrance. She quickly recovered her stance and put on a

Amelia’s office was awkwardly silent as soon as Ryan left. Tom was shaken with fury as he clenched his fists by his sides. Amelia stood awkwardly as she fidgeted with the hem of her dress, words failing her."Heh! Tom sneered. "Work huh," he said, trying to contain his fury."Babe _- I can explain,_-" Amelia stuttered."Explain what, Amelia?" Tom finally exploded, his veins popping and eyes blazing. "You said you've been at work. You said you were at work the entire night," he stated."Well I was babe _-""Don't call me that! Do not fucking call me 'babe'," he roared."Ba _- Tom, people are outside. Please calm down," she pleaded, as tear fell down her cheek."Were you ever at work, Amelia, or were you at his place the entire day and night?" Tom asked curiously, his gaze concentrated on hers.Amelia looked everywhere but his eyes. "Ba_- Tom..""Answer me damn it!" He demanded as he shook her arm in anger."You're hurting me, Tom," Amelia said, wincing at the pain to which Tom let go i

Ding! Ding! The doorbell chimed softly. 'Huh? Who could it be by this time?' Amelia muttered as she closed the book she was reading, her eyes glancing at the wall clock. Ding! It chimed again. 'Tom? Could it be Tom?' she wondered, setting the book aside as she made hurried steps to the door. "Tom _-" she called excitedly as soon as she reached for the door handle. But her words caught in her throat when she saw the person by the door. "Tom? Really Amelia?" Ryan asked irritatedly as he attempted to enter but Amelia blocked his path."What do you want Mr Anderson?" She asked, her tone firm."Call me that again and you'll regret it, Amelia," Ryan warned, his tone grave."What do you want?" She asked again, feeling aggrieved by his threat. She knew he meant it."Aren't you going to invite me in?" He asked, his harsh tone already replaced by a more tender one."Some nerve you have showing up at my place, Ryan," she shot back, her voice laced with bitterness. "After what you did the la

Amelia's POVI sat on my office chair behind my desk as I watched and listened attentively to the interview between Ryan and the press. Business just wasn't his career, it was his purpose. He was born for it. He was good at it. And if there was one thing he was good at, it was escaping. Ryan Anderson always had a way out. It was something I admired about him.I turned off the TV and packed my things from the table before leaving the office. I had a long week and thankfully, Ryan hadn't shown up so far. Hardly had I gotten to my car when I saw Tom, standing just a few steps away from my car."Tom?" I called out, surprised to see him there."Amelia, can we talk?" He asked, his voice holding a hint of vulnerability "Sure of course," I responded, feeling a surge of hope cut through me. After weeks of trying to get through to him, I was glad he finally ready to talk ....The ride to a nearby restaurant was not very long. We drove in my car since he didn't bring his."Tom _- I'm sor__.."