All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Cook: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

AlessioI couldn’t wait to get back to the house.Coraline was waiting for me and that was all my thoughts circled around.Even while I finished up at the airfield and went to go pick up Arturo when he landed several hours later, it was all I kept thinking about. All that mattered and kept me focused through the restless anticipation clawing beneath my skin.I needed to finally tell her the truth. That I couldn’t let her go.That when tomorrow came and we had to step out of the jet to go back to our individual lives, I wouldn’t be able to physically do it.Because the reason was obvious.I loved her. I loved her so fucking much.The realization had come to me that day on the yacht while I had watched her step out of the car in that stunning sapphire blue dress and walk towards me, looking so beautiful I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from the vision she made.My heart had surrendered right then and there, knowing without a shadow of a doubt that she was the beginning of the rest of m

CoralineI passed out again.While Marcus had attempted to tie me down, I had struggled so wildly that he eventually landed a blow to the uninjured side of my head and I ended up falling unconscious.Now I slowly opened my eyes to find myself tied to the metal chair, hands and feet bound with my chest strapped back so tightly it felt like my ribs were being crushed inwards, my lungs barely expanding to take in enough air.I was alone this time around so I didn’t bother struggling so I could save up my strength for when I needed it the most. Not that there was much I could do while I was restrained this way.Even my mouth had been taped shut so I was pretty much useless.All I could do at the moment was let my thoughts roam free, far and wide and chaotic.Questions kept popping up in my brain.Were we still in Rome or back in New York? How long have I been here for? Who was the person Marcus had been speaking to on the phone the first time I was awake? What was his exact reason for tak

Coraline“Aww, you must really love him to look so devastated.” Georgina tutted in mock sympathy, driving the phantom knife wedged inside my heart deeper and brutally twisting it.“Maybe if you’d been in it for the money just like I was,” she kept going, “I would have been able to understand you better and you wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place.”That got my attention as quickly as the ugly words left her mouth and I finally raised my head, my swollen gaze sharpening in her direction. “What do you mean for the money?”“Oh don’t be stupid, Caroline. Do you really think I’m in love with Alessio?” she cackled. “The only thing I’m in love with about him is his money and his cock. And even the latter I can do without. Money has always been my only real motivation, know that now.”My eyes widened as the realization sank its claws into my gut. “So the baby and this engagement is to trap him?”“Please.” She cradled her bump with a triumphant glint in her eye. “It isn’t like he’s

CoralineI very quickly realized that rejecting food had been a mistake on my part when I started to feel myself losing the energy I needed desperately to survive.Water from a rusted tin can alone wasn’t going to cut it anymore, so the next time Marcus showed up with a plate of something and asked if I was interested, I forced myself to give a nod.“I’m not going to feed you food the way I’ve been doing with water,” he told me in an unhappy tone, “so I’m going to have to untie you. I’m sure you know the drill already if you try anything funny.” He raised a brow in my direction before setting down the plate of whatever concoction it was this time around and approaching me. “I’m going to knock you out cold and you’d wake up to find yourself back in the chair, permanently that time around.”I swallowed down a painful lump and shook my head. “No, I’ll be good.” He grinned as he walked behind me to undo the leather cords surrounding my numb wrists. “Who knew we’d ever get along like this

CoralineEven before my eyelids cracked open, I knew I wasn’t in the dank basement any longer.I wasn’t tied down too, so maybe that was a good sign?I ached all over, but I still forced myself to open my eyes and get a better look at my new surroundings.It was a normal-looking room, with cream-colored walls and floral curtains hanging over a window.Even the bed I was lying on wasn’t uncomfortable.For a few disorienting seconds, I tried to connect the dots between my last memory and the one I was waking up to.I could even almost convince myself it had all been a terrible nightmare except the overwhelming pain in my body told me otherwise.When I tried to move, a throbbing sharpness flared in my side so I flopped back against the bed with a groan.Fuck, I think my ribs were badly bruised.No wonder every breath felt like a dull knife dragging through my insides.I heard a distant clap of thunder just as the bedroom door suddenly opened.I flinched hard when Marcus stepped in, a vis