All Chapters of Forced to Marry a Gay Billionaire Boss: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Empty bottles of alcohol were scattered across the marble floor. The pungent smell of alcohol mixed with the cold night air enveloped the spacious room in a sense of loneliness and chaos. The man who should have been responsible for all of this was standing on the balcony, his gaze vacant, holding a glass filled with a crimson liquid that was undoubtedly not juice but expensive vintage vodka. The city lights twinkled from far below, but none of them caught his attention."You're too clever at hiding, little one. I haven't even been close to finding you until now. Oh dear, this little naughty kitten of mine is getting smarter at hiding from me, isn't she?"A faint, bitter smile was etched on his lips, more like the sneer of a loser. He took another sip of his vodka, downing it in one gulp until it was gone. His eyes were bloodshot, and his senses were on the verge of collapse. He threw the glass off the balcony, not caring if there were people or other creatures below. A faint sound of

Lance and Cindy hurriedly gathered their clothes scattered across the marble floor. After spending over an hour making love on the bed, he decided it was time to end it. Especially when he saw Cindy, who was now lying helplessly beneath him, putting her clothes back on with fingers that were still slightly trembling.“I'll make you something to eat,” said Cindy as she smoothed her messy hair. She stepped closer to Lance and kissed him hard on the lips before leaving the room, leaving behind the scent of perfume mixed with sweat.However, when she opened the door, her body froze. Her breath caught in her throat. There, she found someone sitting calmly on the couch, a cigarette in his hand. Gray ash smoke swirled slowly in the dimly lit living room.Before she could make a sound, Lance took over. He emerged from the doorway of the room, buttoning his black shirt, raising his eyebrows as he saw Lucas in his apartment.“You're here?” Lance asked coldly.Lance cursed under his breath. He h

Ace tapped the pen he was holding against the desk. A ghost of a smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth as he coolly stared at Lance, seated across from him. He caught the black folder in his peripheral vision beside him. Straightening his back, a slight smirk still played on his lips, never leaving his face. "I've signed it. Are you okay? You've been missing for a few days without any news, I thought something had happened—" Ace's words trailed off as Lance cut him off.“Nothing’s wrong, Ace. I’ve just been swamped getting my sister ready for school abroad, and had to head back to my parents' place yesterday. I'm sorry, I didn't get a chance to let you know," Lance said, looking properly sheepish. He then reached out and grabbed the folder, a small, greedy smile tugging at his lips. He was clearly trying to play it cool, but the relief of getting that signature was written all over him.“I see. Good thing Megan was there to help me out yesterday while you were gone,” Ace replied, h

It had been almost a year since Sierra had been in Russia. She had decided to step away from the modeling world and instead chose to teach at a small school there. She had left behind all the luxury, the glitz of the entertainment world, and the feelings that had once made her feel like she was some stupid, dumb chick.Taking a deep breath, the scent of earth and rainwater was sharp in her nose this morning. The heavy rain from the night before did not stop her from going to teach."Miss Sierra, they are ready." A voice from behind made Sierra look back, a smile spreading across her face as she saw her colleague calling her.Slowly, she drew closer, following the steps of the woman ahead of her. Today was their first rehearsal to welcome the winter season. This school will be holding an event for this year's winter festival. This grand event would be attended by several important people, including high-ranking officials and businessmen who were donors to the school. Sierra was doing

"Should I drive you to school, sweetheart?" Sebastian appeared from inside the kitchen, holding a mug of the honey-ginger tea he always favored during the winter months. Fleeting snowflakes began to fall on this day. Outside, people scrambled in a frenzy, desperate to escape the flurries blanketing the earth.Sierra pulled her fur coat tighter around her as the biting cold began to pierce her skin. Her breath came out in little puffs of steam thanks to the low temperatures all around her. She took another sip of her hot chocolate, waiting for the snow to ease before heading to school. "No need, Dad. I can head out on my own once the storm passes. I still have a few hours to prepare for the event anyway. Are you coming along, or—"Sebastian shook his head and stepped closer. A faint smile graced his lips, his eyes locked onto her. "I'll wait for you to tell me all about it later. I hope the event is a massive success and brings in plenty of donors to support you guys."He gently stro