All Chapters of My Twins' Billionaire Stranger Daddy: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Trina's POV Every night since that last heated kiss we shared in Texas, try as hard as I may, I just couldn’t stop dreaming about Zane. Slowly and surely, he had dominated my thoughts both when I am awake and when I am asleep. I keep having vivid, erotic dreams of him with his hands exploring all over my body with an unrelenting hunger and his lips following shortly after. Sometimes I wake up breathless, tangled in my sheets, with my heart pounding with an ache I didn’t want to acknowledge and at other times, I wake up startled, horrified by the realization that I wanted more— not just in my dreams, but in reality. I wanted him so badly and not just for him to kiss me or touch me erotically but to make full-fledged wild, passionate and sweet love with me.And that was what scared me most of all. I know I just can't resist him any longer so I began to avoid him. And when we returned to New York, I deliberately planned my usual routine in such a way that I could continue to prevent our

Zane's POV “Sir, we’ve finally found a lead. Now we know exactly who Trina Ryder is.”Those words from the latest private investigator I had hired to dig into Trina's past hit me so hard like a physical blow to the gut. Instinctively, I snapped my head towards the sofa bed where I had just reluctantly pulled away from Trina’s magical and breathtaking erotic ministrations on my dick just moments ago. However, to my surprise, it was empty. Where is she?! My heart began racing as I turned towards the door, where I was able to catch only a glimpse of her retreating figure just as it disappeared behind the closing door.Every fiber of my being screamed at me to chase after her, to stop her from leaving and not just because I have finally gotten some information about her past but also because my body is still aching for a release which only she can help me achieve fully. However, I remained rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch from where I stood. Instead, I found myself listening in

Dr. Noah Hemsworth's POV I took a deep breath, bracing myself before I started narrating all that I knew about Trina to my furious best friend.“When Trina was brought in for the caesarian section, the anesthetist administered anesthesia to her and just as she was about to slip into unconsciousness, she grabbed my arm. She wasn’t fully aware of what she was doing, I don't even think she remembers that she did that but she had pleaded with me. She had begged me not to harm her babies. She said that they were all she had since her parents abandoned her.”I paused, looking at Zane who just stared at me unblinkingly without saying anything, before going on. “And there was desperation, panic, fear and trepidation in her eyes, Zane. I can never forget that look on her face as she pleaded with me. Everything about her bespoke of one obvious thing… pure, unadulterated mother's love and that was the main reason why my heart went out to her such that I did what I ended up doing. When I discove

Trina's POV Just as he promised, Justin arrived quickly, and we retreated to the garden to avoid waking Eleanor. The cool night air did little to soothe my raw nerves as I recounted everything to him under the soft glow of the garden lights. I poured out everything to him, not leaving any detail about what had happened earlier… well, except that little detail about finding my red lingerie which I had forgotten in Zane’s office, at the hotel room. I conveniently skipped that part and told him about Zane luring me to the hotel room via Randolph, him joining me in the room and showing me the contents of the mystery box which proved he’s the stranger I had a drugged one night stand with six years ago, leading to my pregnancy. About my shock upon that discovery and Zane's subsequent threats and everything. I narrated everything uptill the point where I returned home with Eleanor and called him.Like the true caring best friend he is, Justin didn't say a word and just allowed me to unburd

Trina’s POV I stood there, frozen in disbelief, with my entire world tilting on its axis. Never, not even in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined that I would see Zane McAllister– the formidable, enigmatic, charismatic tycoon– go down on his knees before anyone, least of all, me. But it wasn't just his physical position that took me completely off guard and left me completely stunned and breathless, there was also the raw, unmasked vulnerability etched across his face and the immense sincerity in his voice as he apologized profusely to me.This wasn't the Zane I thought I knew. Not at all. The man before me was... different, utterly, completely different. As he kneeled there before me completely stripped of his armor of wealth and power, he looked utterly broken, remorseful, and exposed. His piercing eyes, usually sharp with steel and iciness, now only reflected regret and a plea for forgiveness.And seeing him like that, my heart, the treacherous organ that it was, reacted violent