All Chapters of My Possessive Billionaire : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Harder

HARDER.Seline's POV.I arched myself on the bed and brought his mouth down on my breasts, wanting his tongue on my tits. Philip granted my wish, taking my full left boobs into his mouth, and his right hand reached to fondle the other.A groan of pleasure was buried in my throat, threatening to be released, especially when he played with my nipples, using his fingers to flick them, as his mouth continued to suck my other nipples hungrily like he was actually sucking the milk from it.He released the first and moved to the other, reciprocating the same actions as he pressed his body tightly against mine, I could feel his crotch rubbing against my exposed pussy.I ran my hands all over his body and tried getting his clothes off him when he arose. I unbuckled his belt, as he helped me pull down his trousers and boxers, exposing his dangling cock between his thighs.I felt saliva gathering in my mouth and gulped them down, suddenly feeling tasty and wanting his dick in my mouth. He bent

Suspicion

POV: SelinaI sat on the plush, oversized couch in the private lounge, a glass of what was probably the most expensive champagne I had ever tasted resting in my hand. The bubbles danced upward, mirroring the unease churning in my chest. Felix was seated next to me, his trademark charming smile on display as he regaled his friends with stories about their latest vacation. Laughter flowed around the room, but I felt like I was encased in glass, listening from a distance, completely outside of it all.I gazed at him, trying to reconcile the man I knew with the one who seemed to be playing house. He lavished me with gifts, took me on extravagant trips, and spoiled me with money, almost as if he were trying to keep me occupied. But deep down, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. With each mention of my job offer from Martin's, his demeanor would shift, transforming from charming to thunderous. How could he be so lovely one moment and so furious the next?“You've got to stop

Confronting Felix With Questions

POV: Selina The air in the room felt heavy, thick with tension, as I sat on the couch, staring at Felix. His charming smile, the one that first drew me in, now felt like a mask hiding something sinister. I needed answers, and I wasn’t going to let his allure distract me any longer. Not after the whispers I’d heard, the rumours that wrapped around his name like a shroud. “Felix, we need to talk.” The words came out firmer than I expected, but I couldn’t shake the trembling chill running down my spine. “What's going on, Lina? You’re acting weird, and it’s scaring the shit out of me.” He walked closer, his eyes searching my face as if trying to dissect my thoughts. “How long did you think you’d keep it from me?” I shot back, feeling fire and fear mingling in my chest. “Who are you, Felix? What do you want from me? Why this obsession to protect me when your past… it’s horrific?” His brow furrowed, a flash of shock crossing his features before they settled into that stony expression I

The Truth

POV: Selina “Don’t try to convince me with nice words Felix, I’m not falling for it. I did my research and I found out that you have had terrible experience with women in the past. What is going on with you, Felix. Why did you bring me here? Are you planning to hurt me like you did to the other woman in the past?” The words left my mouth sharp and steady, even though my heart was beating so loud I could hear it in my ears. The house was too quiet. Too big. Too far away from everything. The kind of place where a woman could disappear and no one would hear her scream. Felix stood in front of me, tall and tense. His jaw tightened. His eyes, those dark eyes that once made me feel safe, now carried something else. Pain. Or maybe anger. I could not tell anymore. He reached out to me, trying to pull me in for a hug, but I back away, ignoring him. I did not want his touch to weaken me. I did not want to melt like I always do. “I would never hurt you or anyone I love, Lina. When

Bathing Lina

POV: Selina “Why are you telling me all this?” I asked, shocked by all the things he just revealed to me.“You asked for the truth, and I have it to you,’ the said proudly. “What if I decide to leave after finding out the truth?What if I can’t handle the truth, are you not scared of me walking away from you a d never looking back?“I trust you,” he said suddenly, his voice rough, barely above a whisper. “And that’s dangerous for both of us.”I shifted in my seat, the leather of the armchair creaking beneath me. The weight of his words settled between us, heavy and suffocating. “Felix, you’re scaring me.” His laugh was bitter, humorless. “Good. You should be, I need you to be scared a d careful always.” He set the glass down with a sharp clink and leaned forward, elbows on his knees, fingers steepled. The firelight caught the gold of his signet ring—a crest I didn’t recognize, something old, something noble. “My father had three sons with his first wife. Then he married my mother,

The Strange Door

POV: Selina The scratch of claws against metal was the only sound in the silent hallway. Lina, Felix’s cute parlour dog was utterly fixated on the door. Her entire body was taut, ears pricked forward, her nose pressed to the seam where the unyielding surface met the floor. A low, insistent growl rumbled from her chest. And I was just as captivated.It wasn’t a normal door. The steel, or whatever alloy it was made from had a cold, gunmetal-gray sheen that seemed to absorb the warm hallway light. Four distinct locks were embedded in its frame, a heavy mechanical deadbolt, a modern digital keypad glowing with a faint red light, a biometric scanner, and an old-fashioned, ornate keyhole with a cover. A password too? For a study?My fingers traced the cool, smooth surface. It felt so cold, massive, a barrier to another world entirely. Lina barked, a sharp, commanding sound that broke my trance. She pawed at it again, her nails clicking against the impossible surface, making me even mo

In The Shower

POV: Selina The water beat down on us, a warm, relentless rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. Felix held me against the slick tile, his release still pulsing inside me, his breath hot on my neck. The climax had been a brutal, beautiful claiming, but the energy between us hadn’t dissipated. It had only shifted, becoming something darker, more intentional.His hands, which had been gripping my hips, smoothed up my sides. He kissed my shoulder, a soft brush of lips that felt like a lie after the force of his possession. “Turn around,” he murmured, his voice a low, graveled command that vibrated through my bones.I did, my body moving automatically, still humming from the aftershocks. He guided me with firm pressure, away from the wall, towards the wide, marble-topped vanity. The mirror was fogged, obscuring our reflections, turning the world into a blur of steam and shadow.“Bend over,” Felix said, his tone leaving no room for question. His hands settled on my shoulders, apply

Found A Key

POV: Selina That’s when I saw it. Tucked into the narrow, shadowed space between the marble vanity and the wall, right where the baseboard met the tile, was a small, metallic glint. It wasn’t a bottle cap or a lost piece of jewelry. It was a key. A simple, old-fashioned skeleton key, its brass dulled by time and moisture, its bow shaped like an intricate, twisted vine.My breath hitched. It was the kind of key that would fit an ornate, antiquated keyhole. Like the one on his study door.Felix stood, draping a towel around his own hips. “You’re trembling,” he murmured, his hands coming up to rub my arms. “I was too rough.”“No,” I whispered, my eyes locked on that sliver of shadow. “I’m okay.” But I wasn’t. The curiosity, which had been blissfully drowned out by the roar of my blood and the power of his possession, came flooding back, icy and sharp. Why was a key like that hidden in our bathroom?“Come on,” he said, his voice soft, coaxing. He turned me away from the vanity, guiding m

Found The Secret Room

POV: Selina That room looks familiar and I want to know what is in there. I'd glimpsed it weeks ago through a crack in the hallway wall while Felix was on a call, a sliver of polished wood, odd angles that didn't match the mansion's sleek lines. Curiosity had nagged, but his watchful eyes always pulled me back. Not today. The next day, after Felix left for work, her curiosity led her back to that door. His Mercedes purred out the drive at 8:15 AM sharp, security gates clanging shut. I waited thirty minutes, heart thudding, then crept upstairs, fingers tracing the wallpaper where I'd seen it.The hallway felt longer, shadows thicker. There, seamless panel. Nails bitten raw, I scratched frantically at the door triggers a hidden mechanism, causing a section of the wall to slide open, revealing a narrow passageway that descends into darkness, the air heavy with the scent of cinnamon and decay. A hiss of hydraulics, then dust motes danced in the shaft of light. Stairs spiralled down, stee

Escaped His Fortress

POV: LinaAll day I paced the room, thinking of a way out of this situation. The security guards won’t let me out of the house without his permission. If they call him to inform him of my departure, he would suspect something. So my best chance of escaping would have to be in the night, when Felix is in bed, sleeping. They know I wouldn’t dare leave Felix’s side without his permission. It’ll be easier to get past them while he is around than when he is at work. They’re more vigilant in his absence, scared of the punishment they would face if he is pissed off. But how do I escape from Felix when he is very watchful and vigilant?What if he discovered that his secret has been exposed, what if he finds out that I know the truth about his Exes?I felt so scared as I kept coming up with different ideas, but gave up on them sooner when I discovered the flaws in those plans. I couldn’t eat or bath or do anything else all day. I wanted to research about his Exes and why the police never foun

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