All Chapters of Trapped With The Billionaire : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aria returned to work after several days of recuperation at home. She strode to her desk in her stilettos after greeting some coworkers who were concerned enough to inquire about her health.As she sat down, she realized she had not seen Nicholas. Unlike before, he would be one of the first to greet her.She looked around and even stood to check his desk, but he was not present. Where could he possibly be? She asked herself as she turned on her computer to start working.Suddenly, she felt someone tap her from behind. She abruptly turned to see Nicholas with his usual smiley face.“What are you hiding there?” she asked when she caught him concealing something behind his back.“Ta-da!” he exclaimed, presenting her with the bouquet of pink peonies he had gotten for her.Aria stared in amazement as she accepted the gift.“You got this for me?” she asked, despite knowing it was for her.Nicholas responded with a nod.“I hear you twisted your ankle; are you better now?” He inquired.“Of c

“Yes?” Aria stopped and turned.“I actually got–” then he paused and said, “nevermind. You can leave.”After she left, Mr. Adrian entered the office. When he noticed the flowers still sitting on the table, he knew what had happened.“Why didn't you tell me she had a bouquet in hand?” Damien asked with a cold tone.“I actually wanted to tell you, but you dismissed me quickly.” the aide answered.Damien slammed his palm against the table.“Fuck!” he exclaimed, “that Nicholas of a guy is gradually making me lose my patience!”“Do you want to do anything to him?” Mr. Adrian asked.Damien quickly raised his hand, “Let him be. I haven't gotten enough reason to clear him out.”“Yes sir,” he said, then pointing to the flower, he quickly added, “what do you suggest I do to the flower?”Damien looked at it and said, “Take it away, give it to your wife or whoever you deem fit. I don't want to see it here.”“Yes, sir!” his aide replied as he exited with the bouquet and a smile.

By the time Aria arrived at work, she was already back to normal, the butterfly feeling had stopped, and she was ready to start the day on a positive note.She reached her desk which was already piled up with a stack of papers and dropped her bag on her seat. As she arranged the papers, she noticed a note placed behind it, the handwriting belonging to no other person than her ex-husband.Aria rolled her eyes in anger as she tossed the paper far into her desk. “Photocopy the paper? Is that how low he sees me now?”She heaved a breath and picked the paper from where it fell, them she left her desk with the only destination being Lucas’ office.Aria did not knock, instead she stormed into the office space blinding her eyes by the disgusting sight she saw. This time she did not avert her gaze; she stared intently at them, wanting to explode her rage on the man. When the duo caught sight of her, Isabella immediately removed herself from Lucas’ hold and she straightened her outfit.“How da

Damien was seated in his office when he heard a knock on the door. He lifted his eyes to the door, wondering who it was that was causing an intrusion to his work.“Come in,” he said after a few moments of trying to figure out who it was.When the door opened, a figure stepped in slowly and paused a few inches away.“Surprised?” Camille asked as she opened her hands and posed sexually before him.Damien rolled his eyes and slowly put his pen down. Then he looked up to her with no interest as she approached him.“What do you want?” Damien questioned with a stern tone.Camille smiled and sat in the chair across from him. She lifted her hands and placed them on his, caressing it gently. On seeing this, Damien quickly redrew his hands, a disgusted look boldly written on his face.“You have not answered me.” Damien said with a cold tone.Camille did not flinch; instead, she leaned back in her chair, folded her legs, and darted her eyes around.“I came to see you,” she said, lowering her gaz

Isabella sat in front of the mirror smearing a rosy lipstick on her lips while Lucas laid on the bed behind her, watching her doll herself up. His gaze was fixed on her lustful figure, which was barely concealed by the new lingerie she was wearing.After a while, he sat up, still not taking his eyes off her.“Where are you off to?” he finally asked after much contemplation.“To see a friend.” she blurted nonchalantly.“A friend?” he asked with surprise.They had just had a good time, so he was not expecting her to leave anytime soon. She was supposed to be with him in bed, lying between his arms while he snuck his nose in her hair. But here she was, getting ready to meet a friend.Isabella turned to face him with a slightly annoyed expression.“What do you mean by that?” She questioned, “that I cannot go to see my friend? Or that I don't have one?”“Don't put words in my mouth. I am only surprised that you have to see this friend–by this time.”Isabella's expression abruptly changed t