All Chapters of Billionaire's Dark Desire: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

CARTER’S POV“Where the fuck is he?” I yelled, barging into the house and storming past the guards. They already knew who I was and would dare but stand in my way. I marched straight to the living room and made a sharp turn to the right up to where he had his home office. I knew that that was exactly where he was going to be. Hell, that is where he has always been year in and year out. It was like that was his home and we were the intruders in the house. “Where is he?” I yelled again, barging into the office. There he was, seated on his chair behind the desk, exactly where he had sat for all the years of my life. He had his glasses on, the rim sitting on the bridge of his nose as he looked down on a paper he was reading. He barely raised his head up to spare me a second glance before he went back to what he was doing, as always treating me like I was the irrelevant scum beneath his feet. It was like this every fuvking time. This time, however, I was seeing red and I was way past t

ALVIRA’S POV“Hi sweets. Miss me?” Oh my goodness, how I have missed hearing his voice and looking at his face. He looked so ethereal. Like a heavenly being standing there and just leaning against my door frame and just looking down at me. It felt like all my worries had instantly vanished into thin air with a great deal of shock taking its place as I stood there, dumbfounded, staring up at him. He was here! In the flesh. He was finally here. I could not believe it. It had only been three days but I could swear it felt like eons had passed when I saw him, standing there in all his glory. He chuckled and I could swear I swooned. Sweet baby Jesus! I had missed him so dearly. I had missed staring at his face, his oh so beautiful face. His eyes which were the darkest shade of grey, his eyebrows that were curved to perfection and gave women a run for their money, his lips which had just the right amount of plump and his Cupid’s bow that shot at my heart every single time. “Carter? How

ALVIRA’S POV“What do you mean he just up and left?” Rissa queried from the other end of the line. Her voice sounded weak but it was obvious that she was pissed. “I don’t even know what to do about it. I just stood there, most certainly looking like a moron as I remained glued to the ground, watching him walk out the door. It happened in what felt like seconds and for the life of me, my mind could not comprehend what and how it happened?” I explained. I was on the floor, stressed, eating like a hundred types of chocolate and candy and drowning in cups of milk. It had been over a day since the incident with Carter and I was still lost as to how to go about it. I had tried to call the hospital to speak to Rissa about it but they had explained that she was on mandatory rest. I had sucked it up that day and kind of just gone through my evening in a daze, everything happening in a blur as I moved around the house, my mind in a far off land as my body maneuvered its way around the hous

ALVIRA’S POVMorning came by rather quickly. I had barely gotten back home last night before I crashed on the sofa and blacked out, the exhaustion and stress of everything finally getting to me. Today was the day I had silently been dreading.Thankfully, Clarissa had been cleared for natural bed rest and had been removed from induced sleep. Thankfully also, she was recovering very well. At the rate that they were going, she would be home in about two weeks if she could go on with no more complications and honestly, I was already tired of all these complications. I really hoped that this time, she could finally come home.Now that the day had come, I was freaking out. It was like the little bubble I was hiding in had finally popped and it was now time to face the reality of my life. I grudgingly stood up, shooting a quick text to Rissa to let her know I was finally awake and explaining that I blacked out as soon as my head hit the sheets. I thought about the last fight Carter and I ha

ALVIRA’S POVMy world was spinning. Nothing made sense to me. How was I supposed to take in the fact that my boyfriend had not really been my boyfriend, but instead, it was I who was the pawn he had used in this twisted game between him and his father?“So, everything, every single day was a lie. Every conversation, every time we hung out, every word you said to me, every single time I opened up to you, you mean to tell me that none of that, not even one, meant anything to you?” I asked. It was a surprise to me how steady my voice was when on the inside, I could feel myself dying. Every fiber of my being, every nerve ending, every single part of me was crumbling right now. I could not believe that this was happening right now. This had to be some sick joke. I ran a hand through my hair frantically pacing around the living room. Carter cackled, his laugh so evil and twisted. I paused in my steps and turned to look at him. He looked so different. Like he was possessed. This was defini