All Chapters of Billionaire Sybarite : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Amery's POVMy eyes blazed with anger as I watched my mother shed fake tears as she said her eulogy during my father's funeral.I tried to shut out her words, but they pierced through my soul like a dagger. I wished I could lash out at her, and make her feel the pain she had caused us."..If I'm feeling this sad, God knows how much pain our daughter will be in. Afterall, you raised her while I went away to get a better life for us.."Oh God, this bitch!I had to leave before I did something crazy. As I stormed out of the church, I could feel the eyes of the congregation on me, their whispers and gasps following me like a shadow. I didn't care. I had to get out of there, away from my mother's hypocrisy and lies.As I opened the entrance door of my father's house, I couldn't help but break into tears. Everything reminded me of him, the way the house smells, every single thing has his memory still in them. I walked into his small winery at the corner of the house, this was where he spen

Nathan's POVThe warmth of the morning sun hit my face as I opened my eyes and the event of last night flooded back into my consciousness. Fuck, last night I met the most stunning woman I've ever seen and I had the best sex I rolled over to the side to look at her, only to find the bed empty. She was gone.I scoffed in surprise, girls never left like that. They'd wait for me to wake up, then try their luck to get me to fuck them again. But I'd never do the same woman twice, it's forbidden in my books.I wouldn't want to give them any crazy ideas or make them think they got me wrapped up around their fingers.But this woman was crazy, if only other girls were like that life will be so fucking easy.But why do I feel uneasy about this? Why am I pissed?When I saw her last night conversing with the bouncers, she had attracted me to her. Her curves were beautifully shaped out in the long black dress she had worn and it made me wonder how she looked without it.And I was curious to find o

Amery POVA month later*****It’s been a month into this disaster of a marriage, I still couldn’t believe I was married to him. Mr playboy. The stranger who had turned my life upside down in a single night, now my husband.Nathan and I fought constantly—over small things, big things, and things that didn’t even matter. Today, it was about where to store the dishes. Yesterday, it was the laundry. “Do you ever pick up after yourself” I snapped, tossing one of Nathan’s ties over the bed. He just laid on the bed pressing his laptop and didn’t bother to look, “I told you not to touch my things” he said flatly, then continued. “I’ll deal with it when I’m done”.His words and arrogance irritated me everyday. “You said the same thing yesterday and the day before, how is it so hard to put your stuff away?”Nathan finally glanced up, his green eyes icy, “How hard is it for you to stop nagging me about every little thing? In case you’ve forgotten this is my house and I choose to do whatever I

Nathan POVThe click of the door handle jolted me out of my reverie. Levin stormed into my office without knocking, his expression thunderous. I didn’t even bother looking up from the document I was signing because I already knew why he was here.“What do you want, Levin?” I asked coldly, my pen scratching across the paper.“What do I want?” he spat, slamming a folder onto my desk. “What the hell is this, Nathan? Why did you steal the Zenith deal out from under me?”Finally, I looked up, leaning back in my chair as I clasped my hands together. Levin’s face was red with fury, his jaw clenched so tightly I wondered if he’d crack a tooth.“Because I could,” I said evenly, watching the vein in his temple pulse.“That client was mine,” Levin snapped, leaning forward. “You knew that. We’ve been working on that deal for months.”“Correction,” I said, standing slowly. “It was your deal. Now, it’s mine. Welcome to the real world, little brother.”Levin’s nostrils flared, and for a moment, I th

Amery POVThe grand dining room was a spectacle of extravagance: a crystal chandelier casting a golden glow, polished mahogany tables adorned with fine china, and the air thick with the unspoken tension that defined every gathering in this house.Seated across from me, Andrew—my stepfather—smiled faintly, his every gesture exuding the polished charm I’d grown to loathe. On either side of me, Christina and Jane exchanged smug glances, their voices pitched just loud enough for me to hear their passive-aggressive remarks.“Poor Amery,” Jane said, dabbing her lips with a linen napkin. “Always left to fend for herself. Such a shame Nathan couldn’t join us tonight. Perhaps he’s… preoccupied?”Christina smirked, her fork spearing a delicate piece of filet mignon. “Oh, Jane, don’t be cruel. Nathan’s a very busy man. He probably just forgot—though I suppose some things are easier to forget than others.”I clenched my fists beneath the table, my nails digging into my palms. Their words hit hard