Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 55
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Married To The Vengeful Billionaire:
🔸(His Sweet Torture)🔸
Elijah wiped the blood dripping from his nose, glaring at Ace. Without hesitation, they lunged at each other, fists flying in a messy brawl.
“What the hell is going on? We’ve got a game show in a few minutes! Cut the crap!” Jeff, along with the rest of the Cyber Boys, rushed to break them apart.
“Your captain is a two-faced snake! He likes boys and girls! I’m warning you, Elijah—stay away from Isabella!” Ace spat, pointing furiously. Alan held him back, making sure he didn’t lose his temper completely.
“That’s enough, Ace. We’ve got a game to win in a few minutes. Go freshen up,” Alan said sternly, dragging Ace away.
Easton tried to calm Elijah, but Elijah angrily shook off his hand and stormed off. Isabella stood frozen, Ace’s accusation about Elijah liking boys spinning in her head. Who could it be, and why was Elijah even involved with her and Valeria?
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“Ladies and gentlemen, we are live at the Esports Edge! Let’s gear up for the competition starting in less than 30 seconds. First up, let’s welcome Team One—The Cyber Boys!” The host’s voice echoed through the arena, met with thunderous applause and cheers from the audience.
“And now, let’s give a big hand to Team Two—the High Havens!” The crowd erupted as the rival team made their entrance, their supporters cheering just as loudly.
“The High Havens have held the King’s Cup for years, until the Cyber Boys dethroned them. But the Cyber Boys have never lost a game. Will the High Havens reclaim their crown, or will the Cyber Boys prove why they’re called the Kings?” the host asked, sparking an instant debate among the fans.
Meanwhile, on stage, Ace and Elijah locked into a tense staring contest.
“Cut it out!” Jeff whispered urgently.
“If you two keep this up, we’re going to lose!” Easton warned.
“Agreed,” Alan nodded.
Both Elijah and Ace rolled their eyes, but the game commenced. Everything was going smoothly until Ace refused to team up with Elijah.
“What are you doing, Ace? This isn’t what we practiced!” Jeff shouted, his eyes wide in disbelief.
“I’m not going anywhere near that scumbag,” Ace muttered.
“Oh God,” Alan groaned.
“The only scumbag here is you,” Elijah shot back.
“Guys, stop it! We’re losing focus!” Easton pleaded.
“If I were a scumbag, I’d be kissing your boyfriend behind your back—like you did to me,” Ace retorted bitterly.
“That’s it!” Elijah’s game character suddenly turned on Ace, unleashing a purple fire attack.
“Oh my God! Did Elijah just attack Ace?” the commentator gasped.
Ace retaliated immediately.
“Are we watching a game, or are the Cyber Boys battling each other? Specifically Ace and Elijah!” the commentator exclaimed.
“Stop it, both of you!” Alan begged, frantically trying to fend off the opposing team’s attacks. But it wasn’t enough.
In no time, Easton fell, followed by Alan. By the time Jeff was blindsided, it was too late. With a united front, the High Havens overwhelmed Elijah and Ace, sealing their victory.
“Unbelievable! The High Havens have defeated the Cyber Boys! This is the Cyber Boys’ first loss in two years!” the commentator declared.
Ace was the first to storm off stage, with Isabella hot on his heels.
“Ace, wait! Ace!” she called, struggling to keep up as he sped ahead. He only stopped when Isabella tripped, falling hard onto the ground, her arms bruised.
“I don’t have time for this, Isabella. I just lost a match, and I have way too much on my mind,” Ace sighed in frustration.
“When you said Elijah liked boys, who were you talking about?” she asked, her voice trembling.
“If that’s what’s bothering you, ask him yourself. You already kissed him, so what’s stopping you?” Ace replied coldly.
Before he could react, Isabella slapped him across the face. “How could you say something like that?” she cried, tears spilling from her eyes.
Ace’s face softened. “Isabella, I—”
“Save it. Goodbye!” She cut him off and ran away, leaving Ace fuming. He kicked a nearby object in anger.
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LUCIA DESIGNS***
The car pulled into the company parking lot. Lucia crossed her legs impatiently, waiting. When nothing happened, she turned to George in the front seat.
“Do I really need to tell you to open the door for me?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.
With a tired sigh, George got out and opened the door. Lucia extended her hand to him, which he reluctantly took, helping her out.
“You really lack manners. I’ll have to schedule some time to teach you a thing or two,” she muttered, rolling her eyes as she strode toward the building.
George followed, rolling his eyes. He reminded himself that he was doing this for the money she promised. He could feel the employees’ eyes on them as they walked.
“Who’s the new guy with the boss?”
“He’s handsome.”
“Nice muscles too.”
“Is he into guys?” a male worker asked, making the girls giggle.
George picked up his pace, reaching the elevator with Lucia.
“Is this how people act here?” he muttered under his breath.
“Don’t like attention from girls?” Lucia asked with a smirk.
“I prefer to be left alone,” he mumbled again.
“How tragic. I thrive in the spotlight. It’s been a while since anyone’s seen me with a guy. Being seen with me will definitely get you noticed,” Lucia teased as the elevator doors opened.
George rolled his eyes again, silently following her out.
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ALEJANDRO’S PLACE***
Camila slipped on one of Alejandro’s oversized T-shirts, a new morning routine ever since they spent their first night together.
“Good morning,” she greeted as she entered the living room.
“Morning, love bite,” Alejandro responded, walking over with a cup of coffee. He handed it to her, then placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
“Love bite?” Camila laughed, confused.
“I’ve decided not to call you Camila anymore. ‘Love bite’ suits you better. I can’t get enough of your neck, and I love leaving my mark,” he teased with a grin.
Camila chuckled and sipped her coffee. “This is really good. You’re getting better at this.”
“I’m a man of many talents. As long as it keeps that smile on your face, I’ll keep it up,” Alejandro winked.
“You’re so cheesy,” Camila tried to hide the blush creeping up her face, but it was no use. Her cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes.
“My father’s birthday is next week. When are we leaving Mexico?” She quickly changed the topic.
“I was just about to tell you. We’re leaving tomorrow,” Alejandro informed her before continuing, “Does your father love paintings? I hired a professional to paint his portrait.”
“My dad loves anything, as long as it comes from the heart,” Camila replied warmly.
“What are you planning to give him?” Alejandro asked with curiosity.
“I’ve been working on something special for him. I should be done before next week,” Camila said with a smile.
“What is it? What have you been working on?” He asked, intrigued.
“A house design,” she revealed proudly. “He’s taught me everything, but I never quite got it right. I’ve spent years learning, and now I’m getting better at it. He’s never seen any of my work before, and I know he’ll be so proud.”
“Can I see it?” Alejandro asked, his interest piqued.
“Sure, I’ll go get my laptop,” Camila nodded and dashed upstairs. She returned a few minutes later, her laptop in hand, and showed him the intricate designs she had created.
“Wow, it’s stunning. You’re truly talented—and beautiful. Your father couldn’t be prouder,” Alejandro said, admiring the design.
“Stop it,” Camila tried, but she couldn’t stop herself from smiling.
“I’m serious. Anyone would be lucky to have you,” he smiled, gently cupping her cheek with his palm.
“Thank you,” she said softly, her heart warming to his words.
“Now, eat up. We have shopping to do for the surprise before we leave,” Alejandro said, pushing a plate of pancakes toward her.
“Thank you, Alejand… Love Bite,” she said, immediately covering her face in embarrassment.
“Why does it sound so much sexier when you say it?” Alejandro teased, a playful grin spreading across his face.
“I think it sounds sexier on you,” Camila scoffed with a smile.
“Oh really?” Alejandro smirked, leaning in closer.
Camila groaned in playful exasperation. “I wanted to ask if I can visit Lucia at her company this evening. This might be the last chance I get to say goodbye, and we’ve sort of become friends.”
“Sure, I’ll leave a car behind for you,” he nodded in agreement.
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TO Be Continued
