All Chapters of Secret Baby For The Cold-Hearted Billonaire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

BLAIR POVI lost track of time as Ronnell slipped out of bed before Nathan and I were awake. He left a soft kiss on my forehead and a whispered goodbye. His morning routine was set in stone – the gym with Mathew and William. It was a consistency I admired, along with his magic dick, incredible body and amazing kissing skills.Last night, I discovered another side to Ronnell. He was a cuddler. He fell asleep with his arm wrapped tightly around me. I wasn’t sure how I’d manage, but morning came, and I felt surprisingly rested. So, when I passed Nathan to his caretaker and ventured into the kitchen to make myself some breakfast, I was in a pretty great mood. Seeing his note waiting for me on the counter made it even better.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Princess, I want you to know that we would be having lunch together today, Samuel and Rosa can stop stealing that from me already. You should perhaps include that on my schedule. If I have an appointment during that hour. Reschedule it. Infact, y

BLAIR POVI stared at Ronnell, my gaze lingering. For the first time since we’d entered his office, the flawless veneer he usually presented had cracked, revealing a raw vulnerability beneath. I couldn’t claim to understand the complexities of dating a wealthy man, but I could empathise with the challenges. Trust must be a scarce commodity, always shadowed by doubts about another person’s intentions.I knew I had ended up in Ronnell's bed because of my growing feelings for him, and those feelings wouldn’t have changed if he was as broke as me. He probably knew that too, but I didn't doubt that he could question it sometimes. “I know that uncertainty and distrust is no place to begin a relationship,” I softly began. His nostril flared. “I never said I didn't trust you. I do trust you, and I already explained my reasoning.” “And I trust you.” I sighed another breath. Leaning forward, I picked up the pen he had laid beside the papers. “I'm going to sign these papers so we can move on

RONNELL POVWilliam approached the table with two women surrounding him, the one with the redhair hanging off his shoulder. He introduced us to them. “Ronnell, and Mathew,” he began. “And this is Rita and Ariana. I begged them to join us for a drink. I basically had to use my charms to make them come join us.”Ariana took a seat beside me and Rita sat beside William, we knew that Mathew was married and didn't flirt around even when we came to bar’s like this. Everyone seemed pinned off in one conversation or the other that I was forced to have small talk with Ariana, she was twenty four year old and worked in an accounting department. She had alot to share about that topic, So much that she didn't notice that I had completely tuned her out, going over my weekly schedule on my mind and What Blair would be doing right now. “What do you do?” She asked breathlessly, as though she just ran a long mile on her heels.“I'm no home to write about, just think of me as a red flag.” I deadpanned

BLAIR POVI sighed, before staring deep into his eyes. I honestly didn't have any clear idea why he was acting this way but fine, I was going to give him what he was asking for. “Alright, we should absolutely go back to how things were before.” I staçked my hands on my lap, smiling pleasantly. It was a good show while it lasted. “But wait, which before are we even talking about? The one where we met at your sister's engagement? When you asked me to stay at your house? How about before you started keeping a nice note on my breakfast plate every morning, Ronnell?”“Blair—” he reached for me, but I drew my hands away, causing his frown to deepen. “I think there is no need for argument if we both agree, right?” he added.“I'm not arguing. I'm asking you how you would like me to behave towards you.”“Professional,” he answered flatly.A sharp pain sliced through me, and my stomach lurched, but I made sure it didn't show. If Ronnell wanted to be professional, that was what he would get. La

BLAIR POVA welcoming committee awaited us at our first stop. Two men and a woman in suits were flanked by three imposing figures, each bearing a prominent security badge. As we approached, a woman detached herself from the group.The slow, perusing smile she gave Ronnell was on direct contradiction to the proffessional handshake she offered. He took her hand in his, cupping it with his other. His eyes crinkled at the corners. “It's good to see you, Zelda.”She leaned in, her red lips glistening. “It's really good to see you, Ron. It's been too long.” This woman standing before us was stunningly beautiful. Tall and slender, with curvy hips and a tiny, nipped waist, she looked like the Hollywood version of a professional business woman. Her nice choice of outfitting could have come directly from the wardrobe department. Her glossy waves looked like they had just been touched up by her beauty team. I wasn't even jealous. I was sort of dumbfounded that this woman existed in real life.“