Lahat ng Kabanata ng KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The whole situation is absolutely insane. It's making me nauseous. I can't wrap my head around the fact that my own husband deliberately locked the doors on me, especially when he knows how much my promotion today matters.I shake my head while I walk back into the bedroom, my footsteps sounding hollow on the floor. "That can't be possible. Eden wouldn't just do this."I'm saying it out loud to try and make it sound false, but my gut knows better. I quickly grab my phone from my purse where I left it on the floor. My fingers are shaking so badly as I hit the contacts button. I find Eden's name, saved as "Sweetheart."I dial it immediately and press the phone to my ear. My heartbeat is literally firing shots at this point."Eden here, leave a message."I gasp as I hear his voice. I'm so ready to unleash all my frustration and scream at him, but then I realize it's just his voicemail. I bite the skin on the side of my lip and dial again. My chest is heaving and the anger is buildin

~~~DIANA~~~I’m lying face down on the bed, and what's left is to cover my whole body with the heavy duvet. My face is a hot, swollen mess from crying for the last two hours. Every time I think I’ve run out of tears, another urge hits me and my body starts shaking from sobs.And Cairo, that terrifying human being is ignoring my calls after telling me he's on his way.I don't even know what the hell he's coming to do.My phone vibrates on the mattress, and I reach for it with a hand that's totally soaked with tears. It’s a text from Pippa.***Dia, I’m so, so sorry. They just announced it and Sarah got the promotion spot you were supposed to take.Boss said she couldn't wait any longer for someone who doesn't show up on time. She said she wants to see you in her office tomorrow morning to discuss your ‘future’ at the company.But don't panic, I'm gonna meet her with Mark and we're gonna explain things to her.So sorry babe***I let the phone slip off my fingers. It feels like a stri

"Diana?" Eden calls out again.He’s still standing out there like a forgotten statue, waiting for me to change my mind and open the door. I can see him through the glass, his face is twisted into this look of pure confusion.But I’m not moving an inch from here.He intentionally locked me in and made me lose the promotion, and now he’s standing there acting like he’s the victim of this whole madness."Sweetheart, what’s really going on here? Just explain it to me," he demands. His voice sounds so innocent and small, which is very unlike him.I snort out a laugh, totally amused. I don't feel like laughing, but the irony is just too much."Don't 'sweetheart' me, Eden. I’m going upstairs now. If you care to come in, then use the window.”I turn my back on him, ready to walk away, then I hear him shout, "Wait!"I stop and look over my shoulder. He finally breathes out, a long sigh of defeat.He peeks in through the window again, then looks at me. He's robably waiting to see if I’ll crack

Lilah finally brings a seat for him. She places it right beside me, but opposite, so he’s facing me. He sits down. His black combat pants brush against the bare skin of my legs and every single hair on my skin stands up. My eyes slowly trace his body, all the way up to his face. He isn't wearing those black business suits like he usually does. He’s wearing a casual short-sleeve black top that makes his arm muscles look even more defined.He takes my hand and lifts it, observing my new nails like it's a science experiment."You used to like them red. Longer, pointier," he says. Every word gives me a deep rumble in my chest."So... you like this?" He asks, pointing my own nails to my face."How... how did you get here? Are you following me?" I ask. My voice sounds stupidly small. I can't even believe how I just sounded.Cairo bites his lip with a soft laugh. "Following you?"He shakes his head. "No, Diana. Following you would sound like I’m just fooling around behind you. I’m literal

His hands are moving slowly as they drag the bra off my body. I instinctively clutch the lace firm against my chest, suddenly trying to cover myself from the same man who has known my nakedness for the past five years. It feels different tonight. It feels like I’m standing in front of a stranger."Eden, stop! I'm not in the mood for this," I spit at him.He just gives me an amused smirk, like I’m a child throwing a tantrum. "Come on, Diana. We're married. You think I’ve forgotten the part where we haven't even had sex since our wedding day?"Before I can even answer, he forcefully yanks the bra out of my hands and lands it on the floor, forcing a shocked gasp from me."Eden!" I scream, my feet dragging back, trying to get away from him, but my legs hit the edge of the mattress. I lose my balance and my ass lands on the soft bed. The force of it makes my body bounce, leaving my breasts shaking right in front of him. I feel so exposed I want to crawl under the bed."Tell me, sweethe