All Chapters of The Billionaire's Secret: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

-Eve-“You’ll call me if something happened or if you want to go home,” Vincent said for the eighth time tonight, but this time, he was getting my things in the backseat of his car. “And I’ll pick you up at seven in the morning, sharp,” he added as he handed me my bag for the sleepover while living my other bag that I’ll be using when he takes me for a forty-eight-hour date. “I know, I know,” I said, shaking my head in disbelief. When I first met Vincent, I would have never thought of him as a nagger. It wasn’t just his style. He may be a playful and arrogant prick who enjoys torturing others, but I have never imagined him the way he is right now. Even though I enjoy the attention that he is giving me right now, I would still prefer the silent, moody, and confident Vincent over this over-protective and nagging of a boyfriend. “Eve,” he called out, stopping me from getting inside Brie’s cafe, even though I was already at the door. “What?” I asked, sighing as frustration was slowly

-Vincent-After dropping Evelyn off, I went straight to the new house I had purchased for Evelyn. And I couldn’t be more happy to know that Tony was able to convince the King of Norrustra to do the same. The Royals Mansion is the most luxurious, safest place any person could buy a house from. Before anyone can buy a home here, an extensive background check has to be made. Not only that, but they also need to be part of their exclusive club called The Regal. For some, they have to pay to be part of the exclusive club. For others, it is offered for free, because the mere mention of one’s name as member is like free advertisement. What makes The Royal Mansuon different from the rest is that you can be a member of the exclusive club but not a homeowner because the background checks made for the homeowners are different. When Tony told me what had happened, and god how I wanted to punch Emmet’s face at that, I immediately did some research and found the place. Especially when Alyana st

-Eve-“Make it stop!” I begged, but I am not sure if my voice was heard. Honestly, I don’t know if I was the one who spoke since it didn’t sound like my voice. All I can remember is the blaring sound of the alarm that sounded like the alarms the bank uses when someone tries to rob them. “Please,” I begged again. “Make it stop!” I am not sure if I was screaming, but it felt like that since my throat hurt. “It’s really hard to trust the three of you,” I heard someone say. I tried to open my eyes, but I was blinded by the light behind him. I grimaced once my eyes made contact with the shiny light behind him. “What would I do with you?’ I am not sure if he was asking me or if he was complaining. But whoever this guy is, I love his voice. “Are you my angel?” I asked, leaning towards the warmth that the voice brought exudes. I rubbed my face against his chest like a cat asking for some attention. “You smell good.” I don’t know what the hell I was saying because I don’t understand what t

-Eve-I woke up with a throbbing headache, in a place I didn't recognize, in a very big king-size bed, in the most elegant room I have ever seen. The wind blows the curtain in as the light from outside shows a reddish-orange-pink glow. Reddish-orange-pink glow…The color combination made me sit up in bed as I scanned the room I was in, looking for something to tell me that what I was thinking of was wrong. My eyes roamed the room, but I didn’t find what I was looking for.Instead, that’s when I realized that I was no longer in Brie’s mansion. I removed the covers from my body and recognized something else. I wasn’t wearing my clothes. The ones that I was wearing at that moment were too big to be mine. I begin to panic as I remember something that had happened last night. Unfortunately for me, all I have are fragments of it. I stood but immediately fell back on the bed as my throbbing headache felt like it was being hammered with several nails at the same time. I need to calm down

-Eve-Three elegant dresses lay on the bed before me. They were dresses sent by his friend. A friend who obviously has amazing taste. They are all made of different materials, and all of them have their own characteristics. I sigh as the pang of jealousy starts to grow bigger inside of me. I am not the jealous type, and I have never been jealous, even when I was with Stephen. I am not sure why. But when I found out about him and Stella, I was angry because I felt betrayed. But after everything that had happened, that betrayal made it easy for me to move on. I don’t even know what it feels like to envy someone who has something you wish you had. Never jealous of Brie’s social standing. Nor Vincent’s money. But ever since I realized I had feelings for Vincent, feelings like jealousy and envy have always shown themselves. And I hate that I have no right to even feel those feelings. Another heavy sigh escaped my lips as I took another look at the dresses in front of me. The blue dre