All Chapters of Mr Billionaire’s Escort: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Elsida stretches across the bed, her palm feeling for the other side of the bed on its own accord only to find it empty.Her eyes open up groggily and they adjust to the morning light streaming in through the windows. As she sits up, her gaze zooms in on a folded up paper situated next to Julien’s pillow, Elsida picks it up, her curious gaze dancing around it as she unfolds it.“Happy birthday El,” is what is written in the note. A slight blush rouses her cheekbones and her heart thuds wildly in her chest from Julien’s familiar scribble.“It’s a note Elsida, not a proposal!” She says chastising herself as her palms cover her overheated cheeks.Trust Julien to be the one who reminds her of the day she was forced to loathe when she was younger, as she recalls dreamily, memories of Julien going out of his way to make her Childhood birthdays worthwhile.A sharp pang invades her chest when she remembers how her birthdays got better when her Father lost everything.She makes a mental note t

The last thing Elsida recalls is leaning against the bathroom door, feeling as though her chest was swallowing her hole before she went blank.Fast forward to four hours later, she arose from the nap she had no intention of taking, a disheveled mess with her throat raw and an impending migraine.She has no clue how she got to the bed, let alone who picked her from the bathroom and she wished it remained that way, she’d rather live in oblivion.Sitting up, her eyes roamed the expansive bedroom and she noticed a glass of water placed on the bedside drawer and her hand reached for it before retracting almost immediately, for all she knew, the contents of the cup could be poisoned.A soft tap against the door lured her out of her skeptical thoughts, though she paid it no mind, she adjusted the silver dress that she still had on and pulled the duvet to her chest taking in a heavy breath as she braced the impact of whoever was behind the door.The door creaked open to reveal Cressida beari

Raphael was done with his father’s games, he was done hiding and awaiting his commands, he had done that for over nine years, and played the obedient son while his brother Julien continued to live his life oblivious to his existence.Being locked up in an empty mansion and getting brainwashed by his Father that it was for his good had only taken him so far, he was ready to execute the plan he spent years in solace toiling over and Armand happened to present him with the best opportunity.When Armand returns from London, he would find it rather difficult to discover his whereabouts seeing as he successfully dismantled the cameras in the mansion and poisoned the security personnel. They most likely would not survive it.He was not to be blamed though, Armand may have kept him away from the Public eye for a long time but he always let him in on his plans. His family had an unusual love for poison, after all, it was the slyest way to eliminate your counterpart.Raphael downed his shot of

Natasha serves the last customer and scurries towards the staff locker room in search of Elsida. “Elsida,” she calls out as she walks past each locker till she reaches the wall. She calls out her name again but her voice only echoes back to her.Natasha’s eyes narrow slightly as she makes another round of the room, Elsida seemingly nowhere to be found. The door to the locker room is pulled open and relief washes through her, “Elsida are you okay i’ve been looking for you,” she says as she turns to face the door.Her nose scrunches up and disappointment fills her as she takes in the sight of her apologetic-looking co-worker.“Do you happen to know where Elsida is?”The pink-haired girl grimaces slightly, “I saw her go through the kitchens to the backyard, she didn’t look too good.”“Shit I need to go find her. Can you cover for me?” Natasha mumbles but doesn’t give the girl the opportunity to reply as she hastily brushes past her.“El, are you good, Julien left “ Natasha starts to sa

JULY 24TH 2014, MANHATTAN NEW YORK.Elsida steps out of the black Jaguar XJ as the Chauffeur opens the door with a wide smile plastered across her face. It felt exhilarating to be out of Luton prep, even if it was just for a week. She’d savor every moment she had outside that foreboding school.Maybe she would convince her parents to change her school. She crossed her fingers as the thought plagued her mind.Her smile morphed into a slight frown and a furrow of her brows as she took in the unfamiliar black Porsche parked in the driveway. Her parents didn't drive Porsches.“Mum, Dad?” she uttered as she stepped into the grand living room, her eyes flickering from one corner to another.“Welcome home Elsida,” A chirpy voice rasped, Elsida's face lit up in a ginormous smile which dissipated quickly when she took in her Nanny’s scrunched-up nose.“What’s wrong Nanny Margo?” she eyed her warily.“It's your mother please stop her,” Margo said in a hushed tone as her eyes flickered back and