All Chapters of Badgering My Billionaire Bully: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Watching as Mina sipped her coffee, Presley wondered if it was possible this woman was really as innocent as she proclaimed. The way her tongue darted to the edge of the coffee cup to lick the droplet of the brew and the way her eyes seemed to be drinking in the scenery while completely ignoring the way every man seemed to be looking at her felt far too innocent to be real. Yet, the woman appeared truly oblivious to her effect on multiple men in the area, including Liborio.He on the other hand was even colder and more aloof than previously. He was tearing at a pastry with his fingers and glowering at his coffee cup as if it contained arsenic instead of the best coffee Presley ever tasted.“Presley, how did you two meet?” Mina asked suddenly, her big eyes with the dark lashes batting exaggeratedly. “I have to admit you make a striking couple and when you were getting out of the car, I couldn’t help but think how perfect you look together.”Presley considered Cruz’s feelings would be h

“Over my dead body,” Cruz finally spoke as Presley began packing up things in the room. “What are you doing?”“Packing.” She fought the tremor in her voice. She was hurting. All of Cruz’s angry words were under her skin like a million little needles. He thought she was a child. He thought he was the one who needed to come up with an adult plan to save her like she was some damsel in distress who needed a man to rescue her. Didn’t he realize it was a stupid man who got her into this shit?“Why are you packing?”“Can’t have Liborio’s babies from your bed,” she said bluntly.“You think you’re going to go move into his suite?”“I did tell him I was going to have his kids.”“Ladybird, if I have to bring Algernon into it and kidnap you and throw you on a yacht in the middle of the,” his voice trailed off. “That’s what I’ll do. I’m going to get you the fuck out of here.”“Then he kills Odin, he releases the information Odin accused Mom of child abuse which will destroy her career as a child

Presley opened her eyes to the feeling of the room swaying. Her stomach was lurching as she recalled being tased and Cruz falling to the floor right before she did. She looked around the room and found she was alone, in what appeared to be a cabin in a boat.“Ah you’re awake,” the door to the cabin opened and Liborio Bartoli stepped in. “How’s the head?”“You motherfucker.” She tried to sit up in bed but found she was devoid of the strength to do so. “What did you do?”“A little subterfuge. Did you really think I was into Mina?” he gave a laugh which was dark and menacing. “If I wanted a virgin bride, I could have such a thing on my own. I let you think I found her scintillating. You have a very romantic view of the world, Presley, or should I say Perris Brooks, and as a result, all it takes is a little pointed stare, a bit of discipline not to shoot a woman in the head for throwing coffee which had long grown cold and a little patience for a man who thinks he’s bigger than he is, and

Presley looked at Liborio and then measured her next words carefully.“You’re wrong, Liborio. I think you believe you’re saving me but you’re wrong.”“You will see things differently in time.”“Have you never said anything in a fit of anger you didn’t mean?”“No.”“Lucky you. I do it all the time. Do you know who else shoots their mouth off when they’re angry, frustrated, panicking?” She thought of Cruz earlier calling her a child and yelling at her and knew his fears for her were not faked. He loved her. This man sitting opposite her was never going to convince her otherwise. “Cruz does, Liborio. He’s a big man with big emotions and it is why he says things he doesn’t mean. I also know there isn’t a bone in his body which would truly hurt me.”“He broke your arm when you were kids. He literally and physically hurt you. You brought it up yourself at the restaurant.”“Stop.” She took a breath. “He broke my arm because he didn’t see me riding my bike behind his car. He cried more than I

Presley returned to her room on the ship and immediately noted pajamas laid out for her. She gave a sideways glance at Estrella who stood in the room her back to the door.“You’re staying?”“I presume you’ll want to brush your teeth after eating.”“I didn’t eat.”“Are you hungry? I can get you something and bring it to you.”“No.” When the woman continued to stand there she rolled her eyes angrily. “Estrella, what the hell do you want? Why are you still standing here? You can leave.”“I’m to take your dress with me. You get one change of clothes only. There are straps on the dress you’re wearing which could be used to strangle.”“Oh my god, I’d never strangle anyone. I can barely write violent scenes in my books without feeling nauseated and you think I can do it with my bare hands?”“In your last book, your heroine used the neck of a wine bottle to stab someone in the neck. In another one the heroine used the metal chain of handcuffs to choke out her opponent. My favorite,” Estrella