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A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Seven
David's POVIt was a bad day for me. The multimillionaire contract that I'd been trying to secure for months just slipped through the tip of my fingers and although I'd fired everyone responsible for that misfortune, I didn't feel satisfied. I never should have let them go, or at least I never should have let them walk back home on their two feet. I should have done something more 'David Marchetti' like to them. I should have made them pay for their foolishness.'It's not too late, you could always find them if you want.' A voice at the back of my head said and I took a large swig from my whiskey bottle to shut out the voice. Since I got back from work about an hour ago, I'd locked myself up in my room, chugging down alcohol because I was too mad at myself for letting those who brought me loss go scoff. Why did I do that?I'd asked myself that question over and over again and yet I couldn't come up with a logical answer. I glanced at the clock on my wall to see that it was almost
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Prologue
Rihanna’s POVMy body shook all over as I glared at my fiancé sprawled on my bed, naked. A petite blonde I recognized as his best friend straddled his waist, her lips and hand pleasuring him in ways that elicited grunts out of him, a sound I’d never heard from him before. My chest squeezed so tightly, so hard that I thought I’d die on the spot. Dave has been celibate for three years since we started dating. He was supposed to be celibate, he told me he was so why? Why was he here with Bella without his clothes? Why was she sucking his dick like she’d done it too many times?They were carried away, too into their moment to notice my presence. My palm squeezed tightly into a fist and the pain of my nails digging roughly into my palm confirmed that I wasn’t dreaming.Don’t cry, don’t cry. I chanted in my head. I was supposed to be his first time in a long while and he was supposed to be my first time ever. We had just two weeks left, two weeks before we explored ourselves in ways we’ve
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter One
Rihanna’s POVMy face twisted in misery as I yet again downed another glass of the strong alcohol I’d requested from the bartender. My throat burned in ways that made me believe that no one truly enjoyed drinking alcohol and those who claimed to are only pretending. Or rather they were only addicted to the effects it had. A perfect escape from reality. An easy route to temporarily forget your problems and yet, I couldn’t feel much of the effect, just burning out my throat and ugly grimaces. Because tell me why I’m here at the club and refusing to socialize and dance with the men that came my way."That jerk doesn't deserve your loyalty!" Diana, my best friend said as she left the dance floor for the bar. “Stop thinking about him.” “I’m not!” I lied. I lied because it was the only thing I could do. I couldn’t stop thinking about the bastard even after she hurt me. I couldn’t stop comparing his looks to those of the men who’d approached me. “Then stop wallowing in self-pity here and g
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Two
"Good morning, what can I get for you today?" I tried to maintain a professional demeanor while keeping a smile on my face. It was only my second day on the job, so I wanted to make a good impression. Earlier, Dave had completely ruined my day with his unexpected appearance. You'd think that after two years, he would understand that we were never getting back together. He seemed to have this delusional idea that his apologies and unsolicited gifts would change my mind. "Um, actually, I wanted to ask you something, if that's okay." The man said. I eyed him cautiously, wondering what he was about to ask. I hoped it was going to be about the coffee options or desserts available. I was prepared to call security and have him kicked out if he made inappropriate requests. But upon taking another look at him, I could tell he wasn't that type of person. I had kept an eye on him since he walked in with his friend ten minutes ago. They had just sat there, engaged in conversation, and
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Three
***TWO YEARS AGO***"Excuse me." I gasped, my voice breathless as I approached the nurse at the reception desk. Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead, evidence of the frantic sprint I had just made from my studio to the hospital. "Um, excuse me, ma'am," I stammered, struggling to catch my breath. "I'm looking for Diana Miller. Is she here?" The nurse glanced up from her computer screen, her eyes scanning the monitor. "Are you... Rihanna Jones?" she asked, her tone slightly skeptical. I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yes, that's me. I received a call that my best friend is here. Can you please tell me where she is?" My words came out in short bursts, a mixture of anxiety and concern evident in my voice."Ms. Miller is stable." The nurse reassured me, her voice calm and composed. "But before you can see her, there are some questions the police would like to ask you." My heart skipped a beat as soon as I heard the mention of the police. A surge of panic coursed through my
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Four
As I slowly reached for the Swiss knife under the counter, my gaze remained fixed on David's face. I hoped he wouldn't catch on to what I was doing. The shock that had been on my face earlier disappeared, replaced by a mix of irritation, disdain, and hatred.To be honest, I had plans for what I wanted to do with the knife. But as I felt the cool, silver metal graze my fingertips, all those plans suddenly seemed illogical.I called her Slicy, and she made me feel safe. Just his intense gaze alone was enough to make me shrink in fear. But having Slicy by my side gave me the courage to stand my ground. She had quickly become my favorite possession, the one thing that made me feel a semblance of safety in these past years.I had bought Slicy after my parents' death, hoping she would help me send him to where my parents were and maybe even have him say hello to them for me. But now, with him standing before me after years of dreaming about this moment, I realized that I may have underestim
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Five
“Dane.” I heard a voice whisper, its authority unmistakable even in its distorted state.“Yes, boss.” Came the submissive reply, the voices drifting in from outside the window, down the street. I was sleeping in an uncomfortable position. Something was biting away at my wrists but I couldn’t open my eyes and investigate. The bliss of uninterrupted sleep beckoned, a rare luxury without Katie’s pil—candies. Just as I began to slip back into unconsciousness, a deluge of icy water cascaded over my head. I jolted upright, gasping for air. For a moment, I believed I was drowning, submerged in a body of water. In my panic, I tried to leap from the bed, only to find my legs and hands bound by chains, rendering me immobile.Confusion clouded my mind as I struggled to comprehend the situation. What was happening?My disorientation persisted, but then like a crashing wave, my memories came flooding back. I had been abducted. That was the last thing I remembered. Casting my gaze around I realiz
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Six
David’s POVThe first knife I flung at her with precision, finding its mark between her legs, grazing past her left thigh by a mere inch. The second knife, landed on the crown of her head, narrowly avoiding a direct hit.Everyone in that room knew damn well how fucking skilled I was at throwing knives. It didn't matter if the target was near or far, big or small—I never missed. But with her, it was different. I didn't want to cause her harm; I just wanted to strike fear into her heart before moving on to my next move.Yet, she remained unafraid. Her once-piercing screams of terror vanished in an instant. Her eyes locked onto mine, a defiant glare that pierced through my very soul each time the spinning board forced her back into an upright position. It was as if she saw right through me, saw the intentions behind my actions. And that pissed me off. I needed her to fear me, to beg for her life. There was an immense satisfaction that swelled my ego when people screamed and pleaded for m
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A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Seven
David's POVIt was a bad day for me. The multimillionaire contract that I'd been trying to secure for months just slipped through the tip of my fingers and although I'd fired everyone responsible for that misfortune, I didn't feel satisfied. I never should have let them go, or at least I never should have let them walk back home on their two feet. I should have done something more 'David Marchetti' like to them. I should have made them pay for their foolishness.'It's not too late, you could always find them if you want.' A voice at the back of my head said and I took a large swig from my whiskey bottle to shut out the voice. Since I got back from work about an hour ago, I'd locked myself up in my room, chugging down alcohol because I was too mad at myself for letting those who brought me loss go scoff. Why did I do that?I'd asked myself that question over and over again and yet I couldn't come up with a logical answer. I glanced at the clock on my wall to see that it was almost
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Six
Rihanna's POVNicholas found his stupid file. He found the file he was looking for. It turned out that his former secretary, who'd worked for him before I was employed, had taken it. And my bastard of a boss didn't have the decency to tell me about it. I never would have found out he'd find his damn files if Elena hadn't told me. I guess he didn't feel the need to share the news with a mere employee like me. Maybe he was avoiding having to apologize for wrongly accusing me of stealing the files. Honestly, I wasn't expecting an apology from him anyway. I knew him well enough to understand that he never admitted his mistakes, even when he was clearly in the wrong.As I walked down the hallway towards my office, I exchanged greetings with Elena, who always had a warm smile on her face. Just as I settled in my chair, the computer beeped. It was an email from Nicholas. I groaned and rolled my eyes, expecting one of his condescending messages. With curiosity and frustration, I clicked open
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Five
Rihanna’s POVEvery day, right before leaving the office, I usually switch on the "Do Not Disturb" mode on my phone. I couldn’t let David know that I had a phone. And ever since he returned my own phone to me, I'd been too caught up in texting Ivory to even check the other phone that Maria lent me."I swear I didn't see the message until now," I said sincerely.The message had warned of consequences if we didn't comply. What kind of consequences did they mean?Surely, he couldn't be considering firing me just because I didn't show up to work on a weekend, right? Even he wouldn't be that cruel."Um," I swallowed nervously. "Could you fill me in on the meeting I missed? If it's not too much trouble," I mumbled.He shot me a piercing look before saying, "A file is missing. A very important one." The way his eyes bore into mine when he emphasized "very" sent a shiver down my spine. "The file was in the drawer attached to your desk in your office. I accessed it myself three months ago, bef
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Four
Rihanna’s POVI had never felt more relaxed than I did then. I never realized how much I needed a massage until Alicia’s invite. The masseur's hands moved efficiently around my oiled back, massaging slowly, releasing every knot caused by years of stress. His hands were so gently yet firm. It took everything in me not to release a satisfying moan as that would be too embarrassing and inappropriate given that it was a man giving me a massage. Alicia was on the bench next to me, a lady was in charge of massaging her because the man that was meant to, was late for his shift. I realized then that there was no better way to spend my Saturdays than that. It had been a long, stressful, and irritable week for me all of which were triggered by both David and Nicholas. I sighed wondering how I had to be so unfortunate to be involved with two of the most vile men that ever existed. Alicia called out my name, and I turned my head to listen. "Yeah?" I replied, it felt like more people called
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Three
Rihanna’s POVDavid didn’t make himself scarce as I’d hoped for. In fact, he decided to stay indoors that Saturday, choosing to sit in the living room which made me stuck in my room because there was no way I was going to sit out there and watch my favorite TV show with him. If I wanted to get back at him, I knew I had to take a step back. But then, out of the blue, Alicia called me and invited me to a spa date. couldn't say no because it was exactly the escape I needed. She offered to pick me up at my house, but I refused ‘cause she couldn’t know where I lived. So I told her to text me the address, and I’d meet her there. “Where are you going?” David suddenly asked as I tried to sneak past the living room, hoping to go unnoticed, but the guy probably had eagle eyes or something."It's none of your business," I replied, keeping my voice low but still audible enough for him to hear.He whirled around, his face contorting into a frightening expression as his eyes scanned my outfit. Hi
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Two
Rihanna’s POVI was hit with a wave of shock, embarrassment, and anger when I saw David walk out the door. My eyes were glued to it as I replayed the last few minutes in my head. It was hard to believe that he’d actually walked out on me and said all those hurtful words after kissing me the way he did, as if he wanted to swallow me whole. I didn't even realize I was crying until I tasted the salty tears in my mouth. And once I realized it, I couldn't hold back the floodgates. I had never felt so humiliated in my entire life. I mean, in all my twenty-three years, I'd never been rejected by someone of the opposite sex. And now, when it finally happened, it was in the most brutal way possible. A part of me felt like I deserved it, like it was some sort of punishment for even considering being with the man who took my parents away from me. I could only imagine how disappointed my mom would be if she knew I was thinking about being with him. I was supposed to hate him, to seek revenge fo
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty One
David’s POVI’d always thought I had a good idea of what Rihanna tasted like. I’d always thought her scent and taste which had been embedded in my head since that night, two years ago would be exactly as I remembered it if I were to cross paths with her again, but I was wrong. And I’d never been so glad to be wrong in my life as she tasted nothing as I remembered but rather, better. Her lips were as soft as the clouds and her mouth tasted so sweet that I couldn’t find the words to describe it. I could taste the champagne she had earlier as well as a unique taste that pertained to her, the unique taste that was about to make me lose my shit. I nudged her mouth open with my tongue, to invade her mouth and have more of her because I was insatiable. I wanted all of her, I wanted to taste every inch of her. She obliged and the soft whimper she made when my tongue roughly invaded her mouth made my pants grow tighter than ever. Why the fuck did I wait so long to do this? Why the fuck did I
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty
David’s POVMy teeth were clenched together as I struggled to keep my emotions in check, especially with my mother sitting right across me. The tightness of my pants grew increasingly uncomfortable, making it harder to focus on the conversation. I couldn't comprehend Rihanna's audacity in crossing that boundary and touching my dick, especially with my mother present. I never expected her to be so daring.Just as my grandfather asked about the progress with the merger, pulling my attention towards him, I placed a firm hand on the one she had on my crotch. I squeezed it tightly, forcefully pulling it away. I paused mid-sentence, my throat suddenly feeling dry, when I felt her hand on me again. My teeth ground together as my grandfather gave me a questioning look for the interruption. "We're still waiting for Montoya to finalize the documents for..." My voice trailed off, my concentration shattered. In an attempt to regain composure, I reached for the wine glass on the table and emptie
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Twenty Nine
Rihanna’s POVMy face was in complete shock. I kept looking back and forth between David and Dave, hoping one of them would just burst out laughing and say it was a joke. I was hoping Dave would be the one to say that because I knew David wouldn't crack a smile even if his life depended on it. But neither of them reacted the way I expected. They both had this serious, stoic look on their faces, and Dave's shocked expression only confirmed that it was real.I shot David a questioning look and subtly took a few steps away from Dave. So many thoughts were racing through my mind. What was David thinking? Did he know about Dave and me? Did David know we used to date? Was that why he approached me at the club that night?Then, David's mom walked up to me, breaking the silence in the room. She had this warm, friendly smile on her face, and it caught me off guard. I didn't know how to react because it was so unexpected. I had imagined David's mom to be just like him, but she was the total opp
