All Chapters of Loving a cruel billionaire : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 20: not a dream*Melissa's POV*I tossed slowly on the bed, feeling some beautiful tingles all over my body. I was in a pleasing dream and a strong arm pinned me down, while the owner of the arms placed feathery kisses on my neck, then down to the gap between my breasts."Mmm..." A weak moan escaped my closed lips, my mind sinking deeper into my dreamy world. The warm lips continued its unholy assault till I could feel hot breath on my moulds. I inched closer, relishing the feeling and the lips crashed on my already hard nipple, biting softly and teasingly."Mm..." I moaned shamelessly again, this time, biting my lips. At the same moment, my eyes shut open. I had woken up. I expected to miss the dream, expected the sensation I was feeling to had disappeared, but it didn't. Infact, it had increased and now, I felt pure ecstasy shooting through my veins.As i tried to sit up, the weight pinning me down made me realize that williams was on top of me. His lips was suckling tenderl

Chapter 22: Argument*Melissa's POV*I stood close to the door, my ear pressed against the wood, listening to the exchange between Williams and his grandfather. Their voices rose and fell, their words piercing my heart painfully. I bit my lip hard when I heard William's grandfather say I wasn't the standard of wife for his grandson.The old man wanted Williams to marry Mia, no doubt because of her wealth and status. I didn't even want to be William's wife, but the way they spoke about me made me feel like a worthless commodity.As their argument continued, I wondered why Williams was defending me. Did he care about me? No, he just wanted to keep me around to satisfy his desires. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, and I quickly wiped them away with my palm.I decided to ignore them and take a shower, hoping to wash away the hurt and anger. Williams had ordered me not to come out, and I didn't want to provoke him further. After my shower, I dressed quickly and tied my hair into a

Chapter 24: Hot stranger*Melissa's POV*A week had passed since that night. The night I fell sick and vomited all over Williams' chest. I still remembered the grip of fear that had held me tight when I realized what I had done. I thought for sure he would be furious, that his anger would be unleashed upon me again, considering our heated argument on the morning of that day. But instead, he surprised me.He cared, and tended me like a child, and even called a doctor to check on me the next morning. His ways could be quite unpredictable, leaving me confused about his personality sometimes. The physician had diagnosed that I fell sick because of stress and that I needed rest. And since then, Williams had made sure I got it, once again shocking me.For the past few days, he had been acting... strange and different. He had instructed the maids to wait on my hand and foot, ordering that I shouldn't be allowed to do anything, and I pitied them. The only thing they had not helped me do was

Chapter 26: Lounging on his bed*Melissa's POV*I woke up with a hangover, my head pounding heavily. I didn't drink much at all last night at the club, but I had a very low tolerance for alcohol. I groggily got out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom, my eyes half closed.I turned on the faucet and splashed water on my face, trying to ease the throbbing. But the water didn't seem to help, and I ended up pouring some of it over my head, letting out a soft groan.As I emerged from the bathroom, my eyes scanned the room, searching for Williams. But he was nowhere to be found. I concluded he must had left for work already.My mind began to replay the heated argument we had the night before. I bit my lips, feeling the annoyance and anger resurface. I wished I could escape and run away from this toxic marriage, but I knew I couldn't. My father's safety was tied to my staying with Williams, and I couldn't risk putting him in harm's way.With how unreasonable and cruel Williams was, h

Chapter 28: Meeting his family*Melissa's POV*I stood there, trying to process the whirlwind of emotions Williams' sudden apology and offer of freedom had unleashed. I was shocked, confused, and struggling to make sense of his drastic change in behavior.From his nonchalance about me lying on his bed without permission to the helicopter ride and now this, I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more to it and not just because of our fight last night. When I couldn't think of any solid reason behind his actions, I decided to brush it aside for a moment and ask him about something that had been bothering me since that night he drove me out in the middle of our intimacy.I had been looking for an opportunity to bring up the topic since then, but he hadn't been available. But I'm guessing now would be the best moment as he was in his good man era.I entered the living room and found Williams resting his head on the sofa arm, his eyes closed, and his face etched with fatigue. He