All Chapters of CHASED BY TWO BILLIONAIRES : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Prologue. Elena’s POV “Who's Elena Kingston?” The question hung in the air and my breath hitched. Why would the CEO's PA be looking for me? I wondered, getting quickly to my feet. “Me,” I raised my hand hurriedly, getting to my feet. I could feel my insides tangle into knots as everyone's eyes were on me. “You're needed in the CEO's office,” the PA, a slim haughty woman everyone called Clara said. “He's going to be taking over the ‘Houston Project,’ she revealed a piece of shocking news. “I…” the words lodged in my throat and for a moment all I could do was stare. I quickly caught myself, rushing to pack the files I'd worked on through the night before I rushed out of the office behind her. I clutched the project file tighter, and my fingers felt damp against the smooth leather as I followed the PA through a maze of glass walls and neutral décor. One month. That’s how long I’d been here—long enough to blend into the background, unnoticed, unbothered. Just the way I

Chapter 2: No Change Elena’s POV It was 11 pm when I finally eased onto the couch, I'd just finished putting Lily to bed. My lips curled for a brief instant when I recalled all the stories she had to say about her new classmates at school. There was a soap opera playing on TV at that moment. I just wanted to relax for a moment. I hadn’t seen Damien at all today. Not like I'd been seeing him a whole lot in recent months, he was always out for work and back late at night. The thought had barely left my mind when Damien staggered through the door of the lobby. He looked like a total mess, his usually sharp suit, disheveled, tie askew, and eyes glazed with anger. “Damien?” My eyes widened as I called out hesitantly. I'd never seen him like this. His eyes looked dim as he stared at me. “Ele—,” he murmured some unclear words under his breath. I rushed to help him inside the living room. His entire body reeked of alcohol, he looked nothing like the cold domineering Damien, he

Chapter 4: Embarrassing Elena’s POV Lily was fast asleep by the time I donned my dress, a black satin gown that hugged my curves. I always felt sexy whenever I wore it. ‘I was gonna see Jacinta anyways’ I thought, adjusting the strap of the small handbag I intended to use. I might as well make a good impression. It wouldn't do to meet her looking like the poor invisible wife of Damien Landon. My eyes flashed as I silently remembered Damien’s words from earlier; ‘I'll have a word with you,’ he'd said. I couldn’t quite place it but I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach when I thought about it. Damien had ignored me for months… bar that night, my cheeks flushed and I shook the thought away. If Damien was looking for me, I had little faith it'd be anything good. I checked on Lily before heading downstairs, the satin of my gown whispering against my skin. I could hear the faint humming of a car engine as I approached the door. But nothing could have prepared me for the

Chapter 6: My surprise Elena’s POVWhat was that all about? My heart thudded as I stared at the door Damien had just walked out of. Hid words pricked at me and I felt a bolt of pain so sharp I inhaled a sharp breath of air. And I'd thought he'd stepped in earlier because he cared. The thought made me chuckle, bitterness and pain mixed in within me. He didn’t care. Damien never would. All he cared about was his family image, nothing else. Not me. I was a fool to think for a second that one intimate moment would change that. I sniffed, hurriedly wiping my damp eyes. I was just about to pick up my bag when the waiter walked in again, he held a small parcel in his hand. I was caught by surprise when he outstretched his hand to give it to me. “For you ma'am,” he spoke, his tone as polite as ever. “For me?” I questioned, not taking the parcel from his hand. “Who sent this?” I asked, not intending to take it till I knew who it was from. “Mr. Mcgregor,” the mention of that man's name

CHAPTER 8Breaking Free ElenaMy heart felt like it was being clawed out as I stared at Lily in Damien’s arms, she was still asleep and her face was pressed into Damien. A few million questions filled my mind but no answers came to mind; ‘what was Damien doing in Lily’s room? Had Lily woken up? Did this have something to do with earlier?’ “She was scared,” Damien suddenly spoke, his eyes barely open. “She was scared like—” Damien paused, his head drooping again. He looked drunk I thought, I took a deep breath and silently began to inch close. I'd barely moved two steps when his head whipped up, holding me in place. “It's not the same anymore,” Damien mumbled the words, I wasn't entirely sure what he was referring to. “Damien,” I whispered, “let me have Lily, please.” A lump formed in my throat, “She needs to sleep.” “What do you know about it?” Damien snapped, his voice raising a little. His hands weren't stable as he pointed at me. “I…” I trailed off, at a loss for words.