All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S MISTRESS : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It's been over six hours now. Roxanne couldn't sit still. The surgeons haven't stepped out of the theater since they began the surgery. Her aunt kept praying and trying to ask the nurses how it was going. She began to have an headache and then another nurse took her to a ward to rest."You need to rest, Ma'am, your blood pressure is on the rise." The kind nurse said. "Go with her, Tia. I'll be here for a while and then I'll go to the chapel." IN THE THEATER:Monitors beeped as the doctors, glistened in sweat, worked tirelessly to finish the surgery. The lines on the monitor began to go downwards and the monitor began to beep."We're losing him, Doctor. We can't lose him now. The procedure is done." One of the doctors said. " His body is trying to reject the heart. But it's a match." Another said. " He's having a cardiac arrest. Quick! We can't lose him." He added. The first doctor plugged in the defibrillators. "One, two, three!" The devices sent electricity into his heart. "He

"Uhmmm." Roxanne moaned softly in her sleep. She could tell she wasn't in her room. It smelled different and the bed felt bigger. As Roxanne slowly opens her eyes, the morning light peeking through the window blinds highlights the chiseled features of Jaxon beside her. His strong jawline and nose are accentuated by the gentle rise and fall of his chest, and his dark eyelashes cast a shadow on his cheeks. His lips, slightly parted, seem to curve into a subtle smile, even in slumber. The soft morning light dancing across his face makes his skin appear radiant, and his tousled hair adds a hint of endearing messiness to his otherwise chiseled appearance. Roxanne's gaze lingers on Jaxon's peaceful expression, and her heart skips a beat as she takes in the sight of him. She feels a flutter in her chest, and her face warms with a soft blush as she realizes she's been gazing at him for moments, lost in the beauty of his sleeping form.Just as she's drinking in the sight of him, Jaxon's eyes

Three knocks on Roxanne's door was enough to get her up. "Who is it?" She asked. She thought it was Mrs Anderson doing her daily sheet check. She checked her phone, it was just seven in the morning. Way too early. "Open up, Princess." Jaxon's voice sounded from outside. " Mr. Jaxon, Sir? " She asked just to be sure as she was too sleepy. " What other confirmation do you need, Pet? Open up." Roxanne could hear the impatience in his voice. She grudgingly got out of bed and went to open the door. "Good Morning, Princess." Jaxon's lips crashed roughly on hers. He tasted of coffee. He'd been up for a while, she figured. "Sir?" Roxanne broke the kiss. "Come on, Princess, you know why I'm here. You said your period would be gone by today. I'm here now." Jaxon grabbed her and kissed her again. He really was very impatient. " But sir, I haven't even showered to clean up yet. And it's just seven in the morning, Sir." Roxanne tried to get out of his grip but his arms were firmly on her

"Wow, Princess... You're breathtaking." Jaxon's eyes lingered on her. Roxanne's eyes twinkled as Jaxon's words hung in the air. A soft blush crept up her cheeks, painting them a delicate shade of pink. Her lips, painted a subtle shade of coral, curled into a gentle smile, revealing a hint of white teeth.Her gaze drifted down, her eyes tracing the curves of her dress as if seeing it for the first time. The fabric seemed to glow in response, as if repeating Jaxon's admiration. Her fingers subconsciously played with each other. Something she does when she gets nervous. She was nervous under his gaze. As she raised her eyes to meet Jaxon's, her smile deepened, and her pupils dilated, revealing a flicker of pleasure. Her chest rose and fell with a subtle sigh, as if she'd been holding her breath. In that moment, Roxanne's entire being radiated a soft, feminine glow, as if Jaxon's words had awakened a hidden light within her. One she had never thought to see herself in. "Thank you, Si

Jaxon was still fuming with anger when he got to the hotel. He found the door adjoining their rooms opened but Roxanne wasn't in there. He entered the room and looked around for any sign that she had been there. The bathroom door clicked open. Roxanne was humming a song as she made her way out of the bathroom. As Roxanne emerged from the bathroom, Jaxon's gaze snapped towards her, his eyes narrowing into a scowl. His jaw clenched, and his lips pressed into a thin line, radiating anger. But as his eyes locked onto hers, his expression faltered. He suddenly lost hold on his anger. His gaze drifted downwards, taking in the sight of her drenched hair and the towel wrapped around her curves. Her cheeks flushed with a warm glow, and her lips seemed to curve into a subtle smile, as if she knew the effect she had on him. The air was filled with the sweet scent of her soap and shampoo, and Jaxon's senses were overwhelmed with the desire to step closer, to hold her close and never let her go.