All Chapters of MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

-"Hi," I whisper to get her attention. She lifts her head and smiles when she sees me.-"Angelic" her soft voice because of the recent events does not hide her gratitude. I walk closer to her bed and sit on the edge of the stretcher, keeping my distance and being careful not to hurt her in any way.-"The doctor didn't tell me much. What happened? Did you bring me?" She fires her questions at me. Obviously, her inquisitorial voice is lost in fatigue.-"You didn't answer my calls, so I decided to visit you. And when I arrived, you know" I say.-"I was passed out," she adds. Her gaze falls back to her intertwined fingers. She's not happy with her attitude either. Well, far be it from me to lecture her.-"It was impulsive and immature, but..." Kate begins, but I interrupt her by raising my left hand.-"What's done is done. I'm not here to beat the shit out of you, you don't owe me an explanation" I mutter.I don't want to take on a responsibility that isn't mine. Elliot is already pissed

-"So, Angelic, when are you and Ethanna going to give me grandchildren?" Grace asks her million-dollar question. Where are the preambles?Even Mia, who had been focused on her phone until then, turns an expectant look to me. I feel a blush creep up my cheeks.-”I’ll get us some tea” Mia announces.Saved by the bell!She leaves the room, leaving only me, Grace, and one question to be answered. Damn!-"oh, I don't know, we haven't talked about it" I answer as vaguely as I can.Eat from the edges if you can't reach the beginning.-"Don't they talk? But do you want to be a mother?" I ask. I haven't asked myself this question yet. Do I want to? Maybe not if Ethan doesn't want to.-"We will have a lifetime ahead of us to know what we really want," I reply.-”You’re right, Angelic,” Grace observes.I was a bit philosophical, but it's the truth. We won't lack time.Mia returns with a metal tray containing two white cups. She leaves one cup with her mother, and the other with me. Mia is obviou

Ethan…-”Hi,” he murmurs. My smile widens at the sound of his voice. God! I’m obsessed with this man.-”Hi,” I reply. He kisses the top of my head affectionately.-"Mia and I spent an exorbitant amount of your money," I inform him. I don't want him to be surprised when he sees the bank statement. I even feel embarrassed. I spent almost my monthly salary in one day.-"It's not my money, it's ours," Ethan says indifferently. Yes, in theory, it's ours.I turn to face his expression. His blue linen shirt with the top two buttons undone, his hair disheveled, his eyes eager. How can I stay focused?-"Doesn't this bother you?" I ask. Personally, I would hate to have a capitalist as a wife.-”should I?” Bastard... beautiful... hot.-"You should kiss me," I say. Fuck the rest!Ethan advances on me, without blinking, placing his hands on my waist, pulling my body towards him. He caresses my lips with his, asking for entrance. Gently, I let his tongue enter my mouth and possess me.The familiar

I sit on the bed and think about everything that happened yesterday. Charlotte's words, the sex, Ethan's declaration of love... It all happened so fast, I didn't even have time to think, or rather, I didn't have time to process it all in my head.Maybe talking to Kate will help me clear my head. I grab my blackberry from the nightstand and, in the contact list, I press “call” when I find the number.-"Hi, Angelic," Kate says as she answers on the second ring. It seems she's okay after all.-"Hello. How are you guys?" I murmur referring to her and the baby.-”Okay. Oh, we have an appointment today, do you want to come with me?” she asks. My heart races with anticipation. What will a baby-focused appointment be like? I think it’s more than exciting.-"I'll love it. What time?" I ask.-"At two o'clock. But you won't bring your security, we don't need a babysitter!" she says in a nasty tone. I can see her rolling her eyes in disapproval.-"I'll talk to Ethan," I say to reassure her. God k

Shortly after he leaves the room, I hear the sound of the piano being played. The melody, Sinatra, brings back memories of when I lived with Kate, and my biggest problem was college tuition. But on the other hand, I had no life other than work and studies. I was able to live happily ever after with Ethan, even with the difficulties; after all, it's a marriage. It hasn't even been a year since we met, and it feels like a lifetime.I get up when the clock says six in the morning. I have to get up now if I want to work. Fifty and I are not well, so I better go to SIP. I still have days of work to make up.I stagger to the bathroom, feeling very sleepy, as I hadn't slept well. I take a quick shower, just to lift my defeated spirits. I put on a graphite skirt that reaches my knees, with an opening on the right leg. I look for a black silk shirt with sleeves, and Louboutins in the same color. I stare at the woman in the mirror. I look like a ghost, so pale and with huge dark circles under