All Chapters of The Billionairess's possession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ABEL BLACKWOOD'S POV The skin of my hands feels raw after hours of scrabbling off the wine stains that my rich wife intentionally made on our white mat last night. She was mad at me for no reason and just poured the wine for me to clean. I had to wake up earlier so I would have time to make her breakfast, iron her clothes and to get rid of the mess before the stain becomes permanent.She is the billionaire owner of starlight, a fashion brand known to every rich and middle class person. I have been her stay-at-home husband since we got married. Not that I couldn't find a job, but there is so much work at home all the time and my wife has always hated the idea of having a maid. People think that she married me for my looks and I married her for her money. The allegations didn't seem to bother any of us until recently.My wife has been critical towards my joblessness despite the work I do here at home. So I have finally decided to find a job, as a runway model so I can help market fre

ABEL BLACKWOOD'S POV I open the trunk of my car and grab the bags of groceries and the red roses I had picked up for Vanessa before making my way towards the house. Getting close I notice that the front entrance is open. Which is odd because Vanessa said she'd be late today.Or has she decided to surprise me by arriving home early for our anniversary. The thought sends warmth through me and I quicken my pace. This day is getting incredibly good to be true.I hurry through the entryway and head straight for the kitchen first where I leave the groceries. Taking the bouquet of flowers, I head towards the living room where I am sure she will be.I will share the good news about my job before going to prepare our anniversary dinner."Happy anniversary, love!” I call out as I step into the living room. Vanessa is lounged on one of the plush couches, dressed in her comfortable home attire, flipping through a business newspaper."I have something to tell you!" I say, walking toward her. She

VANESSA STERLING'S POV My hands clench with rage as I step into the garage of my villa. I just got a bank notification about a massive withdrawal from my emergency account. Only my lazy, good-for-nothing husband, Cyrus, has access to that account, and the thought of him squandering more of my hard-earned money on his ridiculous luxuries makes my blood boil.Besides stealing designs, he hasn’t worked a day since we got married, yet he spends millions on designer clothes and jewelry. I had cancelled all the credit cards I gave him, but I didn't think he would be so disgraceful as to withdraw from my emergency account.“Cyrus!” I yell as I enter the living room.Mary, the housekeeper I hired after Abel left, rushes in, concern plastered on her face. “You’re back early, Mrs. Vanessa. Dinner is almost ready.”“Where’s Cyrus?” I snap.Mary hesitates. “He’s in the bedroom, ma’am. Is something wrong?”“Leave, Mary. I’ve given you the evening off.” I want her gone before I unleash hell on tha

VANESSA STERLING'S POV No, this can't be Abel!I scroll up, and more images of him in different designer outfits flood my screen.... I had to search online to see for myself."What is the 'runway angel's' real name?" I asked Amanda.“It’s Abel Blackwood,” She replies, glancing up.I feel blood drain from my face, as the shock set in. “What? No,""You know him?" Amanda asks, noticing my reaction.I quickly, shake my head. “ No, just surprised.”Three years since our divorce, and now he is a top model, his face plastered everywhere.I had kicked him out of my house like stinking trash. At the time I never thought he was someone capable of attaining his own success. He was such a committed house husband who never seemed passionate about achieving anything else. Which is why it's difficult to believe that he is the super talented model that every that every brand and modeling agency now wants."Check this out! He’s in an interview,” Amanda says, excitement in her voice as she turns the l

ABEL BLACKWOOD'S POV "Vanessa freakin' sterling asked you to work for her and you said no?! Why'd you turn that down? Are you out of your mind?" Wesley screams at me as we enter the gym.He wouldn't stop bugging me about who our boss took me to meet in the VIP section yesterday. He pressed so much that I had no choice but to give him a name.My heart was just beginning to heal from the pain of betrayal, but then she showed up again and freshened the wounds. I shrug. "I have my own reasons" The only reason she is looking for me is because my brother didn't turn out to be what she expected."What reason could you possibly have? One of the hottest, rich women in the whole world asks you to model for her brand, but you have reasons What if she also wanted something beyond work? Do you know how many guys would kill for that opportunity?" he literally chastises."You would have preferred I lay it down for her because she is rich and hot?" I ask, disgusted."Well, yeah!" Wesley says. "I d