All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Curvy Maid: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~Charles~I stared at my phone, a smirk tugging at my lips. The post had blown up just as I expected. ‘Who doesn’t love this kind of drama?’ I thought, scrolling through the flood of comments.“You’re mad, bro,” Liam said as he strolled into my room, his phone in hand. He already knew I was the mastermind behind the anonymous post.I chuckled, shrugging with pride. “Well, she’s been acting distant, ignoring my calls and messages. What else was I supposed to do?”“She probably caught wind of your plan. Remember, she went to the changing room looking for you,” he said, dropping into my gaming chair with a thud.“Yeah, that’s my guess too,” I replied smugly, still glued to the screen. “But she’s not the type to just ghost me. Nah, I always come out on top.” I scrolled through another comment and smirked. “The whole school’s gonna see her for who she really is.”“But one thing’s bugging me—how did you even find all that dirt on her? She never talks about personal stuff,” Liam said, his ton

~Mia~"I need to go. Now." I brushed away the tears clouding my vision and bolted toward the door.Before I could get far, Sienna lunged at me again, her hand poised for another slap. This time, I caught her wrist mid-swing."If I were you, I’d think twice about that," I growled, my teeth clenched. I didn’t know how much more of her nonsense I could take.She wasn’t supposed to find out—not like this. Not yet. But she had walked into Ethan’s room while I was still in his bed, and now she was a rabid storm of fury.Part of me wanted to rub it in her face, to tell her how Ethan was utterly, hopelessly in love with me. But I couldn’t. Not when he’d begged me to keep it a secret."Let go of me!" she spat, her voice like venom."Get off me, Sienna!" I barked, shoving her back. "I don’t have time for this. Ethan’s in trouble, and he needs me."Her anger momentarily flickered into confusion. "Wh-what do you mean? Ethan’s in trouble?" she stammered."I need to get to the hospital," I said, al

~Mia~I entered the police station with Mr. John following closely behind. He had explained everything about what happened between them and the charges Charles was about to face in court. The weight of it all made me feel bad.Yes, Charles deserved every bit of the punishment coming his way for what he’d done to Mr. Ethan, but it pained me to think of him wasting years of his life in prison. For what? It wasn’t because he loved me—he didn’t. This was about his ego. And I wanted to look him in the eye and demand an answer. Why? Why had he been so brutal?Mr. John led the way to the counter where two officers were stationed. Their faces lit up with smiles the moment they saw him—it was clear he was familiar to them.“Good day, Mr. John,” one of the officers greeted.“Good day,” Mr. John replied with a smirk. “Another day, another asshole like Charles to deal with. I need a visit,” he said casually.One of the officers nodded and grabbed a large notebook. Mr. John scrawled something int

~Mia~“Won’t you go back to her?” I whispered as I manage to break the kiss and catch my breath. He heaved a loud sigh, his hand moving slowly under my shirt, right on top of my nipple. “I will, but I don’t want to move away from you.” he muttered, resting his forehead on mine. I was still pinned to the wall and my hands were held up high, above my head with one of his hands, while the other explored my warm, perky peaks. “You have to or she will cause another problem.” I responded sadly, “I don’t think I want to deal with her anymore, Ethan.” “You wouldn’t have to.” He responded, slowly releasing his grip on my hands and they fell to my side. I could feel slight pain in my shoulders, but I didn’t care about it. “She wouldn’t bother you anymore. I am working on a plan to end things with her for good.” He said, and my face instantly lit up.“Really?” My voice etched with hope. “Hmmm,” he nodded. “I just need a little more time. I need to prepare my mother for what is to come. If s

~Alexa~"Get Dina here, now!" I shouted, my frustration echoing through the office. One of the girls quickly bolted to fetch her. My account book sat on the desk in front of me, glaring back like an unwelcome reminder.Dina was the club's newest stripper, and in her first week, she was a star—pulling in over $500 a night and earning the title of my favorite. But now? Her nightly earnings had plummeted to less than $100.The door creaked open, and Dina stepped in, dressed for the night."You called for me, Alexa?" she asked, her tone cautious.I grabbed the account book and flung it toward her. She caught it just before it hit the ground. "What the hell is going on? Look at this! Your numbers have tanked! Are you stealing from me?" I demanded, my voice laced with fury.Her eyes widened in shock. "What? No, Alexa! I’d never do that!""Then explain this!" I snapped. "Why aren’t you earning like you used to? What’s the excuse? Your knees giving out or something?"Dina shook her head, "Tha