All Chapters of Stuck between the billionaires: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lucas’s face squeezed in distaste as soon as he closed the door. He stood rooted at his position, as his heart began thumping hard against his chest, threatening to break out of his chest and render him lifeless. Nostalgia hit him as he stared down the stairs, feeling the exact way he’d felt seven years ago. What was she doing in his house? He wondered as he forced himself to move, his legs suddenly feeling like rocks had been tied to them and a magnet propelled them backward. As much as a second thought asked that he order Adam to throw her out of the house, a second part of him wanted to at least see her face, and hear what she had to say. Resisting the urge to run away from his past, he walked down the stairs. His eyes quickly locked with the blue ones of the blonde he’d once loved with his whole life. But instead of the usual sparkle they held at the sight of her, was replaced with spite and anger. Memories flashed through his mind as he watched her stand from the couch, his g

“Hey, stop,” She could hear Adam’s voice behind, as he followed her in a hot pursuit. It only made her increase her pace, running like her whole life depended on it. “It technically does,” her subconscious reminded. Her legs were beginning to hurt and to make matters worse, she had no idea of where she was at the moment or where she was running to. She would think about that later. The most important thing was that she got away from here, she would think of the next step once she was in a safer place. As she ran, her mind wondered where his bodyguards might have gone, as she hadn't seen any of them with only Adam chasing her, but she brushed it off as the universe working in her favor. “Thank God,” she said as she sighted a busy street ahead with people walking to and fro, minding their business. She looked back to see that Adam was still pursuing her but he had reduced in his pace. She apologized inwardly for stressing him as she soon got lost in the crowd. She stared back

After she was done explaining her story, Mrs. Gladys exhaled a breath as she caressed Phoebe’s hand. “It's fine now. You are safe now.” “You know,” she continued, staring at her kitchen counter, “I have a daughter…had…God bless her soul, She died last year in a car accident leaving me to cater for these beautiful cats. She loved them so much,” A smile clouded her exterior as she pointed at the cats that lay lazily on the floor. “I'm sorry about that,” Phoebe apologized, unsure about why she was telling her life history. “It's okay.” “Just like the baby you are carrying now, I never planned for her. The father, my high school boyfriend disappeared on figuring out that I was pregnant. After searching fruitlessly for him for months, I finally gave up. I resented my unborn child for its father’s mistake, each morning sickness, and every throw-up only added to my resentment. But that child happened to be the reason I am alive today.” “What I am trying to say is, that child in your

His head ached, and he felt like thirty children were jumping on it like they did a trampoline. Ruffling himself up from the bed, he groaned loudly as he grabbed the corners of his head in an attempt to prevent it from splitting into two. He hardly drinks as he knew the effect would be too much for him to bear but for the past month, he had been leaving on alcohol as if it was food and needed for survival. Lucas dragged himself out of the bed and into the bathroom, where he splashed water in his face. As he raised his head, he caught sight of his reflection in the mirror, his lips curling up in a a half smile. “Who would believe that it was him, the almighty billionaire and CEO of the Reid group of companies, in the mirror looking so unkempt and disheveled? He wondered as he stared at the pale-looking man, whose hair had grown some extra inches from their normal length, and beards reeked of alcohol. But he had no doubt that was him as her been in that exact state seven years ago.

They ate together and without any conversation, lest for the quick ones their eyes made as they came in contact. Phoebe’s presence seemed to have lightened his mood as he gave light chuckles whenever their eyes met. Just like a love-smitten puppy. The same way he had been when Ella was still his. His expression must've faltered because next thing, Phoebe’s soft palm caressed his arm that rested on the table. His eyes darted to where she had touched before he brought them back to face her, and she smiled reassuringly. “Everything would be fine.” He believed her. He didn't know why but he did. Maybe it was how soothing her voice sounded to him. Or the way her thin hand held onto his hairy ones and sent comforting sensations through his being. After they had finished with their meal, Adam came to clear the table, shooting a grateful smile Phoebe’s way that she couldn't help but return. She wondered where all the maids and his bodyguards had gone to, and why it was Adam clearin