All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACT MISTRESS : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“I did this.”Eric said, watching his unconscious daughter on the bed, her wrist was bandage from the deep cut she made in suicide attempt.“You didn’t! I did!” I lamented, feeling awful.“No! You did the best thing!” He said, holding my arms. “I was too hard on her, she’s just a kid..”“She’ll be fine, okay?”“If we had taken her on the vacation as well like you suggested…”“She’ll be fine.” I repeated, squeezing his hand a little.Just then, Isabel shifted on her bed and opened her eyes to us.“My darling! You’re awake..” Eric quickly rushed to hold her in his arms.“Daddy..” she muttered, wincing as she tried to sit up.“I’m sorry my gummy bear, daddy will never you leave you again, I’m so sorry, forgive me.”He continuously said as he held her to himself, shutting his eyes.I went teary with the way he loved his daughter, I wished I had a Dad that loved me this way, a dad that never left.Kate recently moved in with Mr Marcelo, they were moving quickly in their relat

Eric and I stared at each other probably thinking the same thing; why was Dana at his door? “Stay here.” He ordered me and rushed away but after contemplating for a moment, I followed him. I needed to know why she was here. “Oh there she is— Dana Gilbert clapped as I stepped into the lounge. She was at the door and Eric was obstructing her from coming in while Greta stood at a corner watching. “I thought I told you to stay back.” He scowled at me. “Seems she’s not a lap dog like the others.” Dana laughed. “Quite the silver fox you’ve turned into, fucking little girls and— “What are you doing here?” He interrupted. “I came to see my daughter.” She shrugged, like it was a casual thing for her to stop by and see the girl she abandoned for years. “What daughter? My daughter?” “Our daughter!” She snapped at Eric. “You’re not my mom.” Someone said suddenly and we all turned to see Isabel. “Isabel, my darling..” Dana clutched her invisible pearls and pushed Er

I watched Eric pace around, making calls on the phone for the pictures to be taken down. This was a mess! He had tried to never let his personal life out there, he had a reputation to uphold and this could damage it. I valued my personal life also, I didn’t want to be publicly known as a mistress for hire. I didn’t want my personality centered around being Eric’s paid mistress! “I’m being followed.” I told him as he ended his seventh call. “Followed?” He asked, concerned. “Yes.” I nodded. “I didn’t want to alarm you but during the vacation, while I was in a mall, there was a guy wearing a cap taking pictures of me..” He stood in silence for a moment. “You should have told me, Liv. You can’t keep things like that!” He said in an angry tone. “Like I said, I didn’t want to alarm you, I thought it was nothing but I think I’m still being followed.” Eric exhaled and tossed his phone on the bed. He looked at me with a some sort of scolding look. I didn’t like it. “You should be carefu

I shivered in Eric’s strong arms as I was taken home in a limo. The police had arrived just in time, I couldn’t even think about what would have happened if they hadn’t, Jeremy almost raping me kept me in a perpetual state of distortion, but, everything was okay now. I was with my man and Jeremy in police custody.“I thought I would go mad. I wondered where you were or what you were doing, if you were crying…” Eric said in a low shaky voice.We were on my bed, cuddled up as he kissed my wet hair. I had a very much needed cold bath but couldn’t eat dinner because I wasn’t in the right frame of mind. Eric had been by my side since he carried me away from that creepy old house. I could still see the fear and worry in his eyes.“How did you find me?” I asked.“I got Rob arrested, he confessed to working for a Jeremy Grayson and I had Jeremy tracked down.” He explained to me.I exhaled, grateful that I was found just in time.“I was so scared. I thought I’d never be free and he tried

By morning, Eric was out of bed before I woke up. I started my day in a bad mood because he had let me go to sleep in tears and I just felt like he didn’t care about my feelings and maybe he didn’t really love me—or maybe I was being too dramatic. I had to cheer myself up with my Ariana grande playlist because there was no way I was going to Kate’s engagement party in a sour mood.“You look pretty.”Isabel said as she knocked and entered my room. I was putting on my gold earrings—courtesy Eric, did I even own anything bought with my own money?“Thanks. I’m going for Kate’s wedding.”I told her, sliding my hands down my emerald satin dress. My hair was styled in a neat bun and my makeup was only a red lipstick and thick mascara.“I know, Kendall told me, we chat a lot.”She shrugged.“That’s sweet Isabel, You have a nice friend now.”“I know, right. She’s such a cool friend. I wish I can come with you, you know, to see her.”She said, sadly.“Isabel, your Dad—”“You can talk