Badgering My Billionaire Bully의 모든 챕터: 챕터 21 - 챕터 30

 The dance floor was virtually empty as people sidled up to the bar and Presley was one of them. She watched the door nervously as Cruz placed their order.“Presley, even if they come into the bar, they’re not going to try to fuck you out in the open.” Cruz started laughing.“Cruz, her husband chased after us out of the restaurant to ask you which bar we were coming to dance at.”“So?”“You told him!” she pushed his chest frantically. “Why?”“First, me and my two cocks, we could split her puny little husband in half, second, it’s kind of funny. We both know we’re not going to their villa with them. We both know I can keep us safe. Let them watch. If anything, it will make their sex spicier when they get back to their place later and fantasize about us being with them. We’re doing community service.”“You’re an idiot.&rdquo

 Presley tore her hand out of his and smacked him. “What is wrong with you? I lost weight because I was stressed. Why is it me that has to be the one under stress?”“I was coming up with a reason for you not having a ring.”“How about you never gave me one?” she growled at him.“Well, that’s going to ruin our story. Do you want me to get you a ring, Ladybird?”“Fuck off,” she grunted and waved around frustratedly. “This entire vacation is going to the shitter and I’m over it. Can we go back to our room now?”“Why are you so mad?”“I don’t even know!” she grumbled.“You should be glad I’m here. Imagine if I wasn’t and you were here at this resort all alone fighting off the Algernons and the Parises of the world? It would be awful.”“I’m not glad you’re here thoug

Strolling along a cobbled sidewalk, licking an ice cream cone which cost far too much money, Presley reminded herself she was in a part of the world mere mortals like her should never tread. She wondered whether the people walking around dressed to the nines in the early morning did this every day. It seemed a waste of an effort which would have taken her hours to do, considering she normally woke up in the morning and put her hair in a messy bun, added sunscreen and lip gloss and called herself ready for work.Her phone buzzed again in her pocket, and she knew it was impossible for it to be anyone from home. When she’d spoken to her parents it was after eleven at night. She’d seen her last text messages from the girls after midnight their time and took one annoyed call from her editor while she’d been on the train.It was easily two in the morning now in Vancouver so the person blowing up her phone right now needed to be Cruz. She considered shutting

Presley sent a quick text to Sloane.We messed up. The ex is crazier than expected. I believe we may have opened a virtual Pandora’s box of plague and pestilence on France and Cruz.Sloane was seconds in responding.What? Why? How?Presley sent a message back her fingers flying frantically over the tiny keyboard of her screen. Her eyes kept darting to the patio where despite the doors being closed, she could hear his muffled raged and see his hands waving in the air and occasionally tugging at his hair.I forgot to tell you he keeps restraining orders against her. I thought it was simply because she was in his DMs a lot. Nope. Turns out nuttier than a Christmas fruitcake. She showed up here screaming baby across the lobby. He told me she’s so unhinged her parents have her under conservatorship.Like Brittany was? Poor Brittany.We all agree poor Brittany, but this seems to be required.And she’s there?She is here. She is wild. She twitches, Sloane. She actually twitches. We need to f

“Presley!” A man’s voice called her from the lobby of the hotel as they were leaving to go walk down to the beach and her head snapped sideways in disbelief. “Odin?” “Holy shit, you two are together!” Her older brother and nemesis unlike no other, stormed towards her and Cruz with a furious expression on his face. “She’s my kid sister, Cruz!” “I called you a few weeks back and you said she was nothing to you, not a sister and you would never acknowledge her as such.” Cruz boldly called him out. “Yeah, because I didn’t want to get pulled into the blame for her shit. She’s crazy.” “Insult her again and see what happens,” Cruz’s eyes were more green than brown as anger filled them. “Neat,” Presley looked up at him. “You really do go all hulk smash when you’re mad. Your hazel eyes look more green than the mix.” “You shouldn’t be looking into his eyes, Presley. He’s known you since you were an infant.” “What do you care, Odin?” She asked folding her arms over her che