All Chapters of Loving a cruel billionaire : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91: Passion Melissa's POV My eyes fluttered open and I yawned, stretching slightly before I touched the space beside me, searching for my husband. But the spot was empty making me wonder when he left.I recollected our activity from earlier; me on all fours, Williams ramming into me mercilessly from behind, my scream and his groans and growls replayed in my ears again bringing a naughty smile to my lips. Williams and I had fallen asleep exhausted after rigorously draining every strength out of each other.Such had been our new way of life since a month ago. Traveling the world, having sex. Eat, have sex. Sleep, have sex. Play, more sex. Talk and watch movies, sex again. I giggled at the thought.We had been to two countries already; Canada to see the Niagara falls, Finland to see the Aurora Borealis and now in Mexico.To say I had been living a fairytale life was an understatement and the fact that I was doing it with the love of my life gave me a euphoric feeling.I stepp

Chapter 93: Invading my thoughtsHayley's POVI sat behind my desk, my head buried in a pile of office work. I had been trying to figure out a recipe requested by chef Nancy for a new project, but I didn't seem to be making any progress. It had been hours and I feared she'd soon come for a review.Marcelo kept invading my mind, filling every fibre of my thought, making it impossible to concentrate. I had barely gotten a chance to talk to him since the episode in his office, a month ago.It had been a whole month since I moved out of his office and joined the others in the general office. By others, I meant I now share an office with the annoying Emma. I had requested a change of office two days after the sex episode, things became too awkward between us and I figured he needed space to deal with my rejection. It hurt me that Marcelo didn't even try to persuade me to stay, despite claiming to like me. And not just that, but only a few weeks and him and Emma seemed to had also gotten c

Chapter 95: CancerHayley's POV I hurried into my house, resisting every urge to look back and slammed the door shut, fastening the lock in place before I rested my back against the door, sliding until my butt made contact with the floor.I sat there my heart racing, my head in my palms until I heard Marcelo's car start and then after sometime he finally drove off.The few seconds kiss in his car had left me wanting more. I congratulated myself for resisting him even when all I wanted was to have him lay me down and kiss my senses away again.My mind replayed the event that led to the kiss and my anger resurfaced. He may be my boss but he had no right to interfere in my personal affairs like he did. I didn't even understand why he cared and had to embarrass me like that in front of Jason when all he had been doing was ignore me and get together with Emma.He was an asshole, a hypocrite trying to teach me how to live my life when he was no better than me.I searched my bag for my pho

Chapter 97: Taking a chance Hayley's POVI held my phone, twirling it in my hand, thinkin through what I was about to do. I still found it funny that I was actually considering calling Marcelo.Melissa had stayed with me for a few days after she learned about my dad's health situation, keeping me company, visiting the hospital with me and also not letting me hear the end of how I risk dying lonely if I didn't give Marcelo a call.She finally left today and despite that I missed her, I couldn't help but feel relieved. She could be a little too persuasive sometimes.My brain replayed the drama that unfolded between her and Williams and a smile spread across my lips. A tempting thought that Marcelo and I could someday become like that snuck into my mind, and I pressed my lips together, my gaze fixed on the phone in my hand, Marcelo's contact displayed on the screen.Williams came to see her everyday for the four days she spent here, begging to take her back, but she kept stalling him.

Chapter 99: Wedding bellsMelissa's POVI stood before the mirror, my gaze tracing the delicate lace of my ball gown. Many little girls dream of their fairytale weddings, and I was no exception. Disney movies had fueled my imagination, and now, here I was, living my own happily ever after.Weeks of planning had led to this moment. Excitement, nerves, and anticipation swirled within me. I smoothed the gown, accommodating the tiny bump that had brought us so much joy. This dress was more than just a choice; it was a childhood dream come true. It felt magical.As I gazed into the mirror, my eyes met a beautiful woman, radiant with happiness. A woman who had faced challenges and emerged stronger. Emotion overwhelmed me, and I turned to Hayley, embracing her tightly."Hay, I'm going to ruin my makeup," I whispered, struggling to hold back tears.She held me tight, stroking my hair, "You're doing great, Lisa.""I'm so nervous," I whispered."That's because you feel Williams can't handle thi