Lahat ng Kabanata ng He wants her back: The billionaire’s leading lady: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

“Sarah, drop the British accent for fuck sake.” The director yelled at her for the umpteenth time while the rest of people on set groaned. “Your character is in present day New York, not having tea with the queen, we’ve gone over this a hundred times already. How many times do you want this scene repeated?“ I looked at the stage but my head was lost in the clouds thinking about Pierce. I was ashamed to admit it but I stayed up a couple extra hours in case he changed his mind and decided to join me. After our little argument in his office I knew that he would want to make a point. The way he did it with me was with pleasure. Pleasure tottering on the edge of pain, yet never crossing. A memory surfaced in my mind after my first interview with Gossip and dreams where the host had kissed my cheek. He had tied me to the bed in my apartment and teased me mercilessly, bringing me to the brink of orgasm over and over again, but never past that point. I swallowed and pressed my thighs toge

I felt a blush crawl up my skin. “Does it really matter what she’s here for? Her family owns half the building, she can come in anytime. But she said something about an article. So she might be having an interview.” I divulged defensively. “When did she mention an article?” I imagined he was wracking his brain for what part of the dinner party she had mentioned it. “I saw her an hour or two ago.” “Well you shouldn’t have a problem seeing her now.” He concluded and tried to tug me again. “Adams…” “Are you avoiding her?” “No” I lied. “Then give me one good reason you don’t want to be near her.” Because when she’s near all I can think of is the fact that while Pierce was with me, he was probably thinking of her. “Fine. Just let me grab my stuff first. After your little adventure, I can go home.” Hopefully the time it took to grab my bag and fix my hair and makeup, she would be long gone. Of course I had no such luck. Tami was still in the studio, surrounded by atten

The box revealed a beautiful ruby necklace embedded in soft black foam. “That was supposed to be your gift for your interview with Lindsay. However, things have been a little crazy of late. And since you’ve been very insistent on throwing your little tantrum with Adams as an accomplice...” “He didn’t do anything.” “Good.” The cell phone started up again and he cursed before he pressed it to his ear. “Yes mother?” I could hear muffled version of a woman’s voice coming out of the speaker and with every word that was said Pierce seemed to get angrier and angrier. “I’ll deal with him, mum…Of course. Love you too.” This was the first time he had answered the phone in front of me, he had not peeked at me and moved away or plain ended the call. Or his usual when he was in the apartment with me, which was to turn his phone off so no one could reach him. And he was probably too angry to notice that I was still standing there when he took the call. I had never seen him look this angry

Pierce watched me silently while I waited nervously for his answer. He picked up his wine glass and I wished mine was filled with the same instead of juice. When he had drunk a sizable amount, he placed his glass back down. “Let me play along with your little imagination for a second.” He leaned back in his chair. “Sure. If I said you should pay me back, where would you get that kind of money?” “I could return the gifts…” I still had all of them. Each jewelry piece was safe in their boxes in my drawer. I would keep them in my heart if it had been possible. The chocolates…no refund on that. “and as for the money, I could pay in installments-“ I heard a weird sound, then again, and realized that he was laughing. At me… Embarrassed I looked down. “You are a funny woman, Myra.” “I wasn’t trying to be.” I muttered. “Really? it sounded like you were. It's extra funny because a week ago, I could swear you loved the gifts and other perks that came with the Blackwood name, why ar

I hugged her tighter at the sound of the nickname. She told me that she called me Tiny because I was so small at birth she was afraid I wouldn’t make it. When I pulled away she was still smiling. “Lily told me you were in the house a while ago but I was asleep. How are you? Is Tiny a big movie star yet, look at you, you’ve grown so much…”I chuckled. Everytime I visited, it was the same thing , whether the interval was a month or a day, she always asked something similar. Time was messed up in her head. “I’m not a movie star yet. But we’ll see how the year goes. You look healthy mum.”“Ohh you…” she laughed. Then her face turned serious, “has your father seen you yet? He left in the afternoon, I don’t know when he’ll be back.”I wondered what timeline she was in in her head. Samantha told me it was best to let her be.“No, he…he’s still not back.” He would be soon though. I looked at mum with worry.“I suppose it’s for the best that you missed him. He’s in one of his fits today, he