All Chapters of He wants her back: The billionaire’s leading lady: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Throughout the time of our relationship, I followed Pierce’s lead. Zero touch was given, I only reciprocated unless I was told otherwise. But tonight I reached for him, I didn’t wait for him to gingerly get up and look around me the way that made shivers climb up my spine. Or wait to hear his commanding voice giving me his next orders. While that felt good, it was supposed to be Tami’s way. I wasn’t playing the role of Tami anymore. I straddled Pierce and kissed him, pushing my frustrations into it. I thought about the cut I inflicted at his office and nipped him on the lip, then sucked on it with more ferocity. His fingers tightened on me and he moved his head back to escape the onslaught of my lips. Being on him gave me the upper hand in this situation. His fingers tightened, digging into the soft flesh of my thighs. “Fuck Myra.” He cursed after leaning his head away from me. At an impressive speed he planted his palm on my back for support and flipped us, so I was now in the c

Time seemed to slow in my mind as I plunged downwards. My safety was far from my mind, all I could think about was what could happen to my baby if I fell the wrong way. I swung my arms around as I tumbled, grasping the air till I caught hold of a railing. Then I gave myself a few seconds to process what had just happened. I sat on the bottom stair as I tried to assess the pain on my body and where they originated from. There was a bad scratch on my hand without the bandage that spanned from somewhere around my wrist to my elbow, my left side was throbbing with quickly mounting pain, I spotted another scratch on my leg that looked like it needed a bandaid, other than that, I was fine. I sighed in relief and hugged my tummy, ignoring my poor ribs. When I reached Lancaster’s office, I knocked low on the door. “Well don’t be shy now, come riiight in.” Lancaster drawled in a bad Texan accent.. At Least I thought it was him. When I pushed it open, I blinked in horror. He wasn’t

I tried calling Pierce later that evening, but hung up before the call went through. I paced the room till early hours of the morning before I crawled into bed, feeling alone and tired. The next morning, I checked to see if I had any messages from him on my answering machine. Nothing. Later that afternoon, after practices my lines repeatedly, trying several voices. I sat on the floor with my phone in my lap and brainstormed on a casual text I could send Pierce. Maybe that he left his stuff in the house? No, that was stupid. On the night before my interview I finally gave in and called him. It went straight to voicemail. I tried again, just to make sure. The same thing happened. I sat in the lobby on the day of my interview, with other women, some, here to audition for the same part as me. My phone pinged with a new text message from my sister. ‘Break a leg, Tiny :)’ “I usually turn my phone off before an interview. It can be very distracting.” Cynthia Rose, said beside me.

TAMI… She looked around the room of actors, producers, and other production members with a pleasant smile on her face. Sarah, forever the loyal mutt, hung at the back, even though she did not look particularly happy this evening. She had hinted at how much she wanted to be the main lead in the show Myra had auditioned for. And while she sent those pictures and the article to throw her off her game, she wasn’t particularly doing it for Sarah’s sake, Although she did tell Sarah to be patient In truth, Tami had no intention of getting her on the movie unless it benefitted her. She had also decided to keep the fact that Myra had failed at her audition a secret, just so she could enjoy Sarah’s misery for a little while longer. Lancaster approached them with a wine glass between his chubby fingers. “Mr. Pierce, Miss Tami, I’m so glad you decided to throw this party. “Certainly, gossip and dreams is an excellent show; it deserves this wonderful celebration.” Tami answered with a

I was startled awake by loud banging on my door. “Go away.” I groaned and turned in bed. Then it clicked. In a split second I was on my feet and hurrying to the door. That couldn’t be Pierce, he had a key. Maybe it was one of the other tenants? The only person in my life other than Pierce that had the address to this place was… “Lily?” I exclaimed after looking through the peephole. I released the chain and opened the door. Hannah and Lily were outside wearing wide smiles. “Uhhhh…” “Do you know what time it is? i have been trying your number for hours!” I guessed it was midday. ”Sorry, I've done nothing but sleep today.” I stepped away from the door and let them into the apartment. I stood off to the side as they looked around. “Sorry, I had to give her your address, we were worried.” “I understand.” “It’s good we found you now. Get dressed, we’re going out.” “I don’t want to?” “You don’t have a choice, baby, this is a celebratory party.” The smiles I saw on their face thro