All Chapters of Billionaire Falls for Prostitute: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Mirabella's pov I heaved a heavy sigh of relief when the door opened to reveal Eunice. Her face eased the tension that had knotted my stomach. “You scared me,” I muttered, pressing a hand to my chest. She smiled as she stepped inside. “You thought it was him, didn’t you?” I didn’t answer, but my silence said enough. She crossed the room and sat beside me on the edge of the bed. “You should get changed,” she announced. My brows furrowed in confusion. “Changed? For what?” “To go to the hospital.” She grinned like it was the most natural thing in the world. I scoffed, shaking my head. “Enough with the jokes. Jayden is home. How is that possible?" Her smile did not falter. “What if he gave the order?” My breath hitched. "He gave the order?” I repeated, the disbelief thick in my voice. "Why would he— No. Stop. Just tell me the real reason you are here. Does he want me at the dining table or what?” “No,” she replied calmly, gently pushing me back when I tried to sit

Mirabella's povAll night long, even when Zayn came to pick me up from the hospital the following morning, my mind would not stop racing. I could not shake off the question: why was Jayden doing this? The suspense was eating me alive, making it impossible to relax. When I got home, I decided to call Lucy. "Wait, I thought you said he broke your phone," she said the moment she answered."Yes, but surprisingly, he got a new one for me yesterday." I informed her.She gasped. "He did?"I chuckled. "I was as shocked as you are.""Well, that’s really nice of him," she said. "Nice?" I scoffed. "It just proves he’s up to something—especially with that apology and his whole ‘sorry’ act. I’m so done waiting to figure it out; it’s driving me insane!" I snapped, the frustration clear in my voice. "He apologised?" she asked, sounding as shocked as I had expected. I went on to explain everything that had happened, starting with our little weird conversation in my room last night. She let out

Mirabella's povA knock rattled my door, breaking the fragile bubble of sleep I had barely managed to slip into. I groaned, pulling the pillow over my head. My eyes cracked open, still weighed down with sleep, as Jayden’s words from last night echoed faintly in my mind: "It’s because I love you.”It sounded even more absurd now in the daylight, like a dream that had overstayed its welcome.I still could not figure out if I should laugh or panic. Love? Him? The same man who had terrorised me like it was a hobby? I quickly rubbed the sleep from my eyes, my heart racing with panic just as the knock came again, more insistent this time. I froze, thinking it was Jayden, here to finally unleash his wrath on me."Mirabella?” Eunice’s voice echoed from behind the door."Come in,” I mumbled, sitting up and rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I stretched my arms above my head.The door creaked open, and she stepped in.As she walked towards me, her eyes scanned me from head to toe like I was a

Jayden's povI could not keep humiliating myself by confessing my feelings to Mirabella over and over again. Her constant doubt about my intentions and the way she avoided me were getting under my skin. It frustrated me to no end, tempting me to do things I did not want to resort to. I was not used to being denied what I wanted—no matter how far or difficult it was to reach. Sure, I was in love with her. But if I wanted to, I could force her to fall for me because the calm I had been wearing to wait for her acceptance could slip at any moment. Yet, before taking that route, I figured I should talk it out with Ariana first after confessing my love to Mirabella for the second time, since she was always pushing me to become a better version of myself.When I arrived at Ariana’s door and knocked, I was not sure if I was more amused or shocked when a guy opened it. He stood there like he owned the place, wearing nothing but a pair of black underpants that hung low on his hips. My eyes

Mirabella's pov The fear and foreboding that had hung over my time with Jayden seemed to fade with each passing day. Our silent meals in the dining room, which I always expected to end in having sex with him, which didn't, began to include small conversations. They were not much, just fragments, but enough to make me realise he could be something other than the cold and ruthless man I first knew. Evening walks through the mansion followed, requested in a surprisingly humble tone instead of his usual commanding bark whenever he did want to make me do things, and even shopping trips, where he bought me anything I desired. If someone had told me this shift would happen between us, I would have laughed in disbelief. Yet, here I was, growing oddly comfortable around him. This made me recall Eunice and Lucy’s observations, trying to follow their suggestions in the hope of bridging whatever strange gap lay between him and me. Standing in front of the mirror in my room, a faint smile cur