All Chapters of The Deal with the Billionaire Devil: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

TARA“The cousins. Lady Sarah Charbonneau and Lord Beauregard.”I sucked in a sharp breath. I couldn’t care less if they rot in jail, but I was running out of time to save my brother.“Take me to Valentine.” I stared at Damian.“What?” Mad snapped his head at me. “Why?”“Damian, I know he’s not in his house anymore. Take me where he is right now. We don’t have time for an argument. And besides, Dad told me that Valentine wanted to see me.”“And do what, Tara?” Mad looked at me. I had a strong feeling he would not be on board with my plan once he knew.“Damian!” I called him again when he didn’t respond. I waited for seconds, but he hadn’t moved. “Yes, your brother wanted to see you, but your father declined his request,” Damian said.“Fine! Don’t help, and I won’t forget this day.” I stood up, walking out of the family room.“Tara!” Mad called my name, and I was aware he was following me. I hadn’t made it far from them when he caught me by my arm. “Baby, can we talk, please?”“Fine

MADSince we got back from Fort Wulfhelm, Tara barely said anything. Not one even tried to ask. Neither did I. I felt like we understood it, the unspoken words. Clearly, her plan failed, and it weighed on her shoulders. Tara fell asleep in my arms as soon as her head hit the pillow. She was exhausted, and the pain she felt had weighed on her. I woke up at six to an empty bed. It was unusual for her to get up earlier than me on weekends. After using the bathroom, I got out of the room, looking for her. Instead, I found Olive in the hallway, seemingly wanting to say something.“I’m looking for Tara.”“She’s not hard to find. She’s in the kitchen,” she said nonchalantly, but her facial expression said otherwise.“Then, why are you here?” I went downstairs with her.“Something definitely happened last night. I was hoping you could tell me.” I shook my head. “I didn’t pry or push her. She will tell me when she’s ready, but yeah, I agree with you. She looked lost and in so much pain.”“

TARAI twisted and turned in bed. I barely caught an hour of sleep. Usually, I wouldn’t wake up from a message alert, but not tonight, and it felt like waking up from a nightmare. I was awake again, with the face of my brother haunting me.I picked up my phone on the nightstand. It was a message from Damian. I guessed we both couldn’t sleep after what happened earlier.DAMIAN: R & S are denying their involvement.I squeezed my eyes briefly before getting off the bed. Mad was asleep, and I didn’t want to wake him up and ask questions.I went to the seating area to reply.TARA: I expect nothing less from them.DAMIAN: I’m sorry it didn’t work out earlier. TARA: My brother didn’t want me to do anything. He wants to wear his uniform for the last time. DAMIAN: You don’t agree?TARA: He made his decision. I know he did some terrible things, but he’s still my brother, and if his case goes public, my parents and I will be dragged into another public scrutiny. That’s why I tried to convince

MAD“So what’s your plan?”“What plan?” I turned to Olive.She stared at me. “You’re an American. You should do something at your wedding reception.”“Oh.” I didn’t think about that. I fished out my phone and texted Logan.MAD: Got any idea for Tara at the wedding?“Oh, my God.” Olive covered her mouth as Damian and Tara stopped before Mariana’s grave. “How did we not know this?”“We came here weeks ago, and I still completely forgot about her death anniversary.” My heart still ached for her.“No wonder she’s been acting crazy this morning.” Sighing, she slipped her hand around my arm.“Damian reminded her over the text, and she also received bad news about the two assholes.”“I feel really bad for her.” She shook her head. “She’s a princess. Aren’t princesses supposed to be happy, sending good vibes to the kids and young generations?”“Those princesses are in Disneyland, Olive.”She chuckled sadly. “She’s been through a lot. I hope things will change for the better. This can’t be all

TARAMad finally complied. I still see a frown between his eyebrows, but laid on his back. “Baby.” His jaw was tight with lust, his hazel eyes gleaming against the yellow light from the lamp. His cock was erect straight between his thighs, so proud and thick, making my mouth water. “Relax. We’re not going to have sex.” I sank into my knees as I wrapped my hand around his length again, which could barely accommodate the girth. His nose flared, yet his lips parted in anticipation. I kept my eyes locked with his as I lowered my head, and my mouth just an inch away from his shaft with a bead of precum leaking from its slit. His musky male scent filled my nostrils. My heart rate jumped as I opened my mouth, darting my tongue out to lick the precum. An exquisite blood rush of pleasure raced through me.His gaze narrowed, and a groan escaped his throat as I licked him again from the root to his tip, teasing him. His cock jerked around my grip, the muscles in his thighs clenching. I open