All Chapters of MR. BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET; I WANT YOU BACK: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Collin's POV Visiting Emily that Friday was fun and refreshing. We planned on going to the cinema last weekend but our plans fell through because I got busy with a lot of things. Reclining on the sofa, I gave her a wine glass filled with french wine. I grabbed my wineglass and we raised our glasses to make a toast, sealing the moment. After gulping our drink, I sighed, a profound sense of relief washing over me. I wrapped my arms around her and pestered her forehead with kisses. “Finally we get to spend this weekend together. I've been dying to have you in my arms, Emily,” I whispered, nuzzling her. Her beautiful lavender scent wafted in the air and the scent of her hair shampoo got my attention. It smelled of apple and pine. “So. How are we going to spend this Christmas season?” Emily asked, smiling as I cuddled her, filling her with my warmth. It's the second week of December with a few days to go before Christmas. The fireplace burned bright with golden flames, spreading a t

Emily's POV.After the dance, we took our seats, our faces filled with excitement as we watched the performance of an orchestra and that of a live band. Famous singers showed up as well to perform while we all grooved to their songs with smiles plastered on our faces.“I enjoyed the dance we had, my love," Colin's voice boomed, his voice laced with sincerity as he stared at me affectionately.“Same here,” I replied, settling my lips on the rim of the wineglass in my hand. Crossing my legs on top of the other, I downed its content and dropped the empty wineglass on the table beside me.Vivian had her arms wrapped around Logan's arm. She raised his chin with her fingers, wanting to get his attention.I smirked as I watched them, aware of their lovey-dovey and cloying fondness which was nothing but mere facade. It's just an act for the public. There's news about their relationship on the media but I'm aware of the constant brawl and heated arguments they often have.Logan's gaze linger

Emily’s POVLogan captured my lips in an intense kiss, his hands roaming over my body in such a way that left me insane. I ran out of breath as he held chin in an attempt to deepen the kiss. I struggled to break free, but he held me in place, his strong arms pinning me to the wall. My eyes went wide as realization dawned on me. ‘This is wrong. So damn wrong! I shouldn’t let this son of a bitch have his way with me again. I shouldn’t melt in his touch or feel any reaction towards him.’ Several thoughts spun in my mind as I wiggled in his grasp. When I finally got out of his grasp, I shot my hand in the air and connected it to his cheek, causing his neck to twist to the side.The pain was instantaneous, a sharp heat spreading across his skin. He held his reddened cheek as he directed his gaze towards me.Swallowing the lump in his throat, he whispered, “Emi—-”“----Don’t you dare Emily me!” I warned, my breath coming out in short bursts as I raised my palm to his face to silence him.

SYCAMORE HOSPITAL, NEW YORk~Logan’s POVI stood at a far end, pacing the corridor with my hands tucked in my pocket. Restlessness gnawed at my chest, and my heart rampaged as I pondered on Emily’s condition. I could recall what happened at the party last night. She had left the cruise ship in search of Collin.. During a conversation with my friend, Martin; I caught sight of Collin speaking to a man in a black suit and a hat. There was this mysterious aura surrounding that man that left me intrigued.He was tall, at least 6’7. Had dark hair, deep dark eyes and a stoic countenance on his face. Everything about him speaks wealth because his sophisticated off-the-rack suit was pristine and worth millions of dollars. He had an expensive diamond ring on his finger and a cool brogue that complement his outfit.I took a glimpse at my wristwatch and I felt uneasy when I noticed Emily hadn’t return.. I stared at Collin one last time and perhaps, he thought, she was still in the restroom. I got

Logan's POVI stood rooted to a spot as I took in the scene in front of me… My lips pressed into a tight line and I stepped back with my gaze lingering on the figure in front of me.Vivian was in red lingerie, her blonde messy hair tangling with a reddish smudge of liquid on her lips. My brows creased as I hinted at what it was.I flew my gaze across the intricate decor on the wall and designs that were made in the bedroom.–Large red curtains with white flowers on it. Rose petals on the polished floor. Pillows on the large king-sized bed which had a clean white sheet on it, and a heavy rose scented cologne lingered in the air except it had been mixed with a stench of alcohol.My gaze settled back on Vivian, whose face was a mask of disappointment and rage.. She had a bottle of tequila in her hand, and I knew she must have been drinking and smoking.She raised her hand to my face, and I saw the cigarette in the middle of her fingers.Strolling towards me, she smirked and puffed to my f