All Chapters of STRIKING A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Logan went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water from the fridge because he couldn’t fall asleep. When he noticed Emily was in the kitchen searching the cupboard for god knows what. Logan's eyes strayed to her bum, clad in her pajamas. His gaze lingered on her bum longer than it should have. “Oh, my god!” Emily yelped, placing her hand on chest. As the pan she brought out for baking clattered to the floor. “I didn’t mean to startle you.” Logan said as he went to the fridge. Emily made to walk out of the kitchen. “I hope

Today was already off to a bad start. Logan insisted that the new security team he hired drop Emily at the competition venue. Which Emily was not happy with, as she would stick out like a sore thumb.“Madam, we are here?” Maria, the female bodyguard, informed Emily.“Okay, don’t wait for me,” Emily said“My orders are to wait for you, ma’am,” Maria responded.“Well, you can’t hang around here. You would make people nervous,” Emily argued as she picked her phone from the bag to call Logan.“Tell the security detail to back off,” Emily hissed into the phone.“Emily, we have been over this. It’s for your own safety,” Logan drawled.“Well, I won’t be able to concentrate with them hovering over me. And I know how lucky I am to be able to take part in this competition. Don’t ruin this for me. Call them off.” Emily complained.Logan relented and asked, “Okay, when does this competition finish?”“It could last late into the night…I don’t know?” Emily said.“That’s not good enough, Emily. You n

Vicky walked into her van, pushing all the items off her vanity mirror. Her chest rose and fell in anger. “How can they choose an amateur over me for the fifth time!” Vicky screamedVicky’s manager, Peter, walked in on the mess Vicky had made and said, “Vicky, get a hold of yourself.” “How can I? When they are trying to make a fool of me,” Vicky said through gritted teeth. “I warned you not to take these gigs,” Peter said as he shrugged his shoulders. “I had

“Look at them all congratulating her after she stole my spot right beside my love.” Vicky said as she watched Noah deep in a conversation with Emily. “Who?” Vicky's manager, Peter asked as he gave her a blank look. “don’t play dumb. I am talking about Emily, who stole my Noah.” Vicky's eyes narrowed at his words. “One would think you would be sad you lost to a group of amateurs,” Peter replied in a dried tone. “The only reason I wanted to win was to be close to my Noah.” Vicky sigh twirling her hai

“That is an unfair conclusion to make…” Peter argued.