All Chapters of Sold to the Bossy Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Saint Barthelemy indeed looked stunning.During our stay on the island, Damien and I stayed in a villa, while his assistant stayed a bit farther away. Damien suggested we share a room, and though exhausted, I didn't object. Our room boasted a large window offering views of a golden beach and the blue sea. Stepping out, I noticed a bonfire twinkling on a beach in the distance, hinting at lively gatherings. "It's a private beach. You might enjoy a swim or sunbathing later," Damien suggested."That sounds great!" I exclaimed.The assistant would take care of our luggage. In the meantime, we could explore the island, a place I had never been to before. To start, Damien took me to a bar where the bartender, noting Damien's affluence, reintroduced the island. "You might like checking out Gustavia, the island's shopping center. There are numerous jewelry stores that your lady might find appealing," the bartender suggested."Hmm... my little swan might need some jewelry," Damie

After that day, Celeste never came to find me again, and I hoped she had given up on Damien.Today, I needed to go to the hospital again because I couldn't afford a nurse. I had to come to take care of her from time to time.On the way, I received a message from Alex.Alex: [Allison, I'm sorry it took me so long to contact you. I have something to say to you. I still believe that I am more suitable for you than Damien. Even though you chose him, I know it's because you needed money to get through a difficult situation. You don't really like Damien... Damien is a despicable person. He forced us apart, and I won't just give up to him. Allison, I believe you still love me. I will grow and become the person you need, replacing Damien to solve all the problems that trouble you. Please wait for me. Love you. From Alex.]Alex's message left me at a loss. He still seemed unwilling to accept the breakup, and his words still revealed his love for me.I couldn't reply to him with any message

I felt absurdity. 'Humph! My uncle, my parents' friends?' They looked down on me when I needed help, and after I was forced by life to become Damien's mistress, they mocked me as a bitch selling her body. But when Damien appeared, they turned warm and friendly, praising my excellence.The identity of being Damien's mistress subjected me to two completely opposite treatments.Damien took me to a hotel.Of course, I knew that after the dinner, Damien didn't just want to take me home. He wanted to fuck me tonight.We entered the room together, Damien kissing my neck, his hands slipping under the hem of my dress, stroking upwards until they cupped my breasts, beginning to knead them.We stumbled toward the bed in the room.My mood was still very bad, which made it difficult for me to respond to Damien well, and I was somewhat resistant to his advances.Damien noticed my distraction, and he pressed me down on the bed, lightly kissing the corners of my mouth. "What's wrong, Alliso

I took Olivia and Daniel to stand at the school gate waiting for the bus.Olivia had stopped crying. She was grateful that I had defended her in the office and took her and Daniel away from there."Olivia, I know you and Daniel. You would not bully other children. You are both very good children. You can't even bear to hurt the butterflies by the roadside. You are kind and honest, and I am proud of you.""But I am still very sorry to have troubled you, Allison. You should be happily dancing ballet now... You have just returned to school, and you are already busy enough, and I have added trouble for you." Olivia held my hand. She was a bit uneasy. "What if that boy's mother doesn't give up? This may take up most of your time to deal with the trouble Daniel and I have caused... Maybe I should apologize to him, so you won't feel embarrassed about it."I picked up Olivia, touched her forehead with my forehead, and looked seriously into her eyes."Do not apologize for something you did

After I agreed with Mia, we tried to list some duet ballet repertoires first.It was a very challenging task. Mia and I each searched for some, but when we discussed them, we were both dissatisfied."Maybe we can discuss it over the phone later," Mia told me.It was already late, and after saying goodbye to Mia, I returned to my residence.Not long after I got back, I received a call from Damien.He told me he was planning to take me to a New York City Ballet performance to relax.I thought it was a good idea. The task of selecting the repertoire had given me a headache. Perhaps watching a performance could bring me some good ideas.Damien quickly sent his assistant, Stephen, to pick me up, and we headed to the ballet performance venue for the evening, Lincoln Center.After taking our seats, I received the list of the performance's repertoire. At the very bottom of that list was the New York City Ballet's staple, Les Biches.This just happened to be a ballet performance featur