All Chapters of The Betrayed Heiress And The Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Astrid's POVI have to admit, Eliza is a bad influence on me. I walked sluggishly toward Damien's room. The rational part of my mind was screaming at me to stop whatever I was planning to do. But I was beyond reasoning. That, and the fact that Eliza kept pushing me with motivational quotes until it was getting hella annoying."Eliza, stop. I'm not backing out from it. I also don't like Selena," I whined, but she just shook her head."I know your type, Astrid. You're too kind and will probably pity her if she starts shedding crocodile tears."Rolling my eyes, I turned to her just as we got to the door. "I'm going to do everything as planned, okay? I'll go in and tell Damien that I want to talk to him outside, then when he comes, I'll tell him I want us to spend some time alone. Perfect?"She nodded. "Act shy and tell him you just want to make the media and families happy. Okay?""Yes, yes, now shoo."I cleared my throat, took a deep breath, and walked in, only to halt in my tracks as a

Astrid's POVYou can do this, Astrid. You have no reason to be worried. He probably doesn't even remember anything about this morning. Yes, he doesn't. Even if he does, it doesn't matter.I took a deep breath, wiping my sweaty palms on my shirt. Nodding to no one in particular, I walked in, only to freeze as I saw Damien standing by the glass windows, staring at the vast green garden below. He had a phone to his ear while his other hand was in his pocket.He did look yummy in a shirt, his muscles bulging out in a way that was inviting my mouth to land small kisses on it while he... Astrid, stop! Remember the awkward situation this morning.He hadn't noticed me all this while, so I planned to stay there and enjoy the view. Because who knows when I'll have this opportunity again with his grumpiness?I mean, how can a man be so hot and yet so moody all the time? He's like a girl high on hormones whose—"Are you going to come in, or will you keep acting like a creep, Astrid?"I jumped, gu

Astrid's POVEliza and I had so much fun that I couldn't stop smiling as I walked in through the front door of Damien's mansion. When Malea had told Fiona what had happened, her reaction had been exactly as I had expected. She had stomped her foot and thrown a fit, saying she bought the jewelry first. I actually pitied Malea because she was caught at a crossroads between two wealthy families. But I made a mental note to compensate her for the suffering she had to go through.The look on Fiona's face when she found out that even her wedding gown—which was supposed to be the talk of the century—was going to be given to someone else because the person was more influential was something worth remarking.Eliza had laughed so hard I got scared that she would get an aching stomach or lose her voice. But she had told me she was happy to meet a friend like me who could make good plans like this and that we should do more in the future.Of course, we are going to do more. When Fiona left the s

Astrid's POVDang it, my face was still red. How is this possible? I'd washed it so much it should be white by now and no longer its exaggerated tanned color. Eliza is going to know something is up. Shit, I didn’t want her to figure it out.After running from Damien’s presence and locking myself in my room, I stayed there the entire day without stepping out—not even to eat. Okay, maybe that’s a lie. I did step out, but it was late at night when I was sure he’d be sleeping. At least, I thought he was, since the light in his room was off. I tiptoed so carefully past his door that I was certain he had no idea I was still awake.I still can’t believe I’d been so stupid to go downstairs in nothing but a towel. I was just so excited to eat that I didn’t even realize I’d just finished taking a bath when the delivery arrived.Now I’m not sure which was more embarrassing: giving the delivery woman a clear view—a bad one, apparently, judging by the glare she gave me before grabbing her money a

Astrid's POVFiona shot up from her seat like she had been sitting on hot charcoal. “What do you think you are doing here, Astrid?” she asked, glaring daggers into my face.“What do you think I’m doing here, Fiona?” I retorted sharply, rolling my eyes. “I’m here for the interview as well. I was invited.”She turned, fast as lightning, to glare at Eliza, who hid her smirk immediately behind a poker face. “What do you think you are doing, Mrs. Edison? This is supposed to be our wedding interview.”“Oh, I’m sorry, ma’am. This wedding interview is being conducted by the company. And while we thought it would be good to have the families of the couple present, the family of the groom and your father were reluctant to attend, so the only member of the family who could attend was Mrs. Sta—Ms. Astrid…”She caught herself immediately, but I still glared at her for the almost slip-up.It was not time for the big reveal yet.“Well, I don’t want her here, Adrian. Let’s go,” Fiona said, grabbing A