All Chapters of Stuck between the billionaires: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The maid soon finished with their job and left the room, leaving the duo behind in an uncomfortable silence. Phoebe changed into the nighties that were lying on the bed, convinced that they were kept for her. Her heart engaged in a series of stunts, as she felt the hot gaze of Lucas on her skin. She would be busted. She needed to leave this place and fast. She needed to save her child and herself from him. As she was still lost in thoughts, the door was thrown open revealing Lucas’s family, their expression a clear proof of their worry. “What happened?” His mother asked as they both ran to Phoebe, who stood rooted in her position. In their mist was also a man who looked to be in his late sixties, with his hair all grey. Around his neck was a stethoscope so it wasn’t hard identifying him as the doctor. “Sorry for having called you out this night. I need you to check on my fiancée to know what’s wrong with her,” Lucas diverted his attention to the doctor as soon as he caught a

Phoebe’s eyes glistened with tears as she watched her almost successful mission crumble before her eyes. There she was again, back at zero. She brought her eyes back to the one person who she held responsible for her misery. Lucas Reid. What did she ever do to him? Why was he bent on stumping on her already shattered life, bringing it to more ruins? For all she knew, he was a devil who lacked the tiniest bit of compassion. “Where are you off to by this time and in such a hurry? Pretty,” he asked, the stupid smirk still glued to his face. His eyebrows were raised, and even though his voice sounded calm, Phoebe knew it was just a facade. He’s a monster and was only plotting the horrible things he would do to her for attempting to escape him. She felt a strong urge to slap the smirk off his face, the more she looked at him but she knew that wouldn’t spell out good for her. She couldn’t afford to make him angry, as her whole fate lay on his palm. He could kill her that minute if he want

Phoebe’s heart thumped erratically as she crackled her brain for possible reasons for his foul mood that early morning. And before his mother too? For someone who'd asked that she behave herself? She'd been expecting his fury but had thought it would be once they got back to his house. If he'd wanted to engage In a fight with her in front of his family, why today and not the previous night after he'd caught her running away? As he approached the table, her heart escalated to a much faster. Sure to get a heart problem if it continued that way, she shut her eyes, taking deep breaths to steady the rate at which it banged against her chest. On reaching the table, while hoping that his mother and sister wouldn’t detect his bad mood, Lucas took Phoebe’s hand in his, nudging her to stand which she did wordlessly, much to his relief. It wouldn't have ended well if she'd chosen to be stubborn as was her middle name. “We would be heading back now,” he announced, as he saw Phoebe glance a

She held herself back from looking up, aware of who it was that had entered the room. She stared into the book, the words suddenly became blurry as she heard his footsteps which stopped just at the foot of the bed. From underneath her book, she saw the lower half of his body, his hairy legs shooting out of white shorts that had her thought drifting off to something impure. You can’t blame her though as who wouldn’t be attracted to the godlike creature? Of course, she would never admit that to him, but had it been they hadn’t met the way they did, she could easily see herself falling for him. Her face squeezed into a frown as she reprimanded herself for entertaining such thoughts. She closed her eyes, waiting for the fear to come but she felt nothing. Her curiosity perked and wanting to know why he hadn't said anything since he entered, she shifted the book away from her face to meet his on her. Only that they weren't focused on her eyes but on her thighs. She followed his eyes to

Lucas hurried back to his room, banging the door as soon as he entered, as his mind registered the pain he felt. He walked to the mirror and squeezed his face at the ugly view, her teeth mark gazing back at him. How dare she do that to him?” he wondered as he rubbed on it. Adam came in minutes later with the items he had asked for, dropping them on the bed beside him. “It's very deep, don't you think seeing the doctor would be a much better idea?” he asked as he picked up the plaster, volunteering to help his boss but Lucas snatched it away from him, before averting his gaze wordlessly. For one thing, he was aware Adam knew how he'd ended up with the injury as her teeth had left very obvious marks. He was already more than ashamed of him(Adam) knowing about it, to let another eye see it. He knew he needed medical attention, but he couldn't get another person to see him in that condition. “More like to check if it had been infected,” Adam continued, worry etched on his face. But