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Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Our new home
Jocelyn’s POV “Hold on,” I said as Eduardo swerved his car into an unfamiliar path. “This isn't the way to your place. Where are we going?”Placing his free hand on mine, he said. “Our new house, baby. When I told you that I wanted us to start all over, I meant it in all aspects. I sold my former house because I want us to have a completely new beginning.”My heart warmed as my lips twitched a smile at his utterance. “Really?”“Yes, my love,” He raised our intertwined hands and pressed a kiss to my knuckles. “Now I can't wait to see our new home,” I darted him a smile which he mirrored before returning his focus to the road.Olivia and Henry on the other hand were deeply engrossed in a muffled conversation that seemed serious.“Mummy,” Olivia called, and I turned to face her.“Yes?”Hearing her call me “mummy” still seemed slightly surreal but I loved it regardless.Sometimes I couldn't believe that I now had two adorable and perfect children.“How old are you?” She asked, slightly
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Judgment day
Eduardo’s POV “You know it's not too late to change your mind, right?” I asked Jocelyn as we headed out of the house together.Today was Nancy and Sofia's final hearing and sentencing day.Although I was more than elated about today because the two criminals would finally get what they deserved, I was worried about Jocelyn.Sure she probably abhorred a lot of resentment toward Nancy for her betrayal, I knew there was a tiny part of her that still wished Nancy had never changed.I mean, it was obvious since the day began.She had been so clumsy that she had nearly cut herself while slicing plantains that morning, and had gone on to burn herself while removing food from the oven as she had forgotten to wear mittens.“And I have countlessly reassured you that I'm fine,” Jocelyn snapped. “Do you think of me as a baby or what?”“In a sense, you are my baby,” I said to lighten up the mood. However, that didn't work as Jocelyn's expression turned furious then relaxed into a solemn countena
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Shameless
Jocelyn’s POV “Alright then, I'll talk to you soon. My regards to Eduardo and my babies. Bye,” Ivy said, as Eduardo sat beside me on the couch, handing me a glass of wine.“Bye, dear. Take care.” I replied before ending the call.“Was that Ivy?” Eduardo asked, wrapping his arm around me as I reached for the TV remote.“Yes, and she said to give you her regards,’’ I replied, my focus rooted to the TV as my favorite Spanish soap opera was about to start.I started watching Spanish soap operas ever since I was eleven. I would sneak into my mum's bedroom and sit beside her while she watched, completely oblivious to the outside world.Spanish soap operas had helped my mum a lot when my dad died. She had resorted to them as a form of coping mechanism, and somehow, I had also adopted the habit.“Is this the one with Juanita and Carlos?” Eduardo asked.Taking my gaze away from the TV for a moment, I nodded, giving him a taunting huff. “I thought you didn't like watching my soap operas. How d
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Caught in the act
Eduardo's POV“I have rescheduled the lunch meeting with Montez corporation, sir,” Rafael said. “You are to have a meeting with Roswell corporation tomorrow regarding your joint venture.”As expected, mine and Jocelyn's joint collaboration was still doing great and dominating the home appliance market, even though three months had passed since it's release.We had initially produced limited quantities of the product but with the soaring demands of the public, we were now looking into producing more to cater to the needs of our potential clients.Jocelyn was truly the epiphany of my life and business.“Good job, Rafael. You may leave.” I replied.Afterward, he left while I scrolled through the website of a popular restaurant downtown.Tomorrow was wednesday–the stipulated day of mine and Jocelyn's weekly dinner.She had mentioned that she wanted us to try an intercontinental restaurant, so I was currently looking into the most popular ones with the best reviews because I wanted the bes
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me From the back
Eduardo's POV “I-I want you to fuck me slow and good,” Jocelyn whimpered like a cat in heat as she knelt on the bed, eyes ridden with lust and hair tousled.“Do you want that now?” I asked, climbing into bed with her after slipping off my shoes. Placing her hands on my chest, she nodded. “P-Please.”Grabbing her hands at her back, I removed my tie from my neck and roped it around them before turning her against me, so that her back was pressed to my crotch and I could smell the relaxing scent of her strawberry shampoo.“I am going to that now,” I husked in her ears. “But first I'm going to eat you out. You would like that, won't you?”“Y-Yes, I will,” She choked out a moan as I bent her over and smacked her half-clad ass as her panties had now ridden dangerously low.Sliding her panties downward, I pressed a kiss to her nape.Propping myself behind her, I inhaled lungfuls of her pussy, my cock hardening as the salaciously delectable scent wafted into my nostrils, sending lust throug
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Prison gloom
Sofia’s POV “What do you have so far?” I asked my attorney, Malcolm Daniel, a stubby, middle-aged man. We were currently in the prison's visiting room.Three weeks had passed since the brutal sentencing and in those three weeks, I had been extremely miserable.Nancy and I were moved to another correctional facility a day after the sentencing. The new place was far more hellish than the former one with evil, gigantic women who could easily pass off as female Godzillas.“I'm afraid no judge is willing to approve the appeal, ma'am,” He said. “My advice for you is to serve ten years first t-”Slamming the table in anger, I spat, “Are you even listening to yourself at all? You want me to spend ten years in this hellhole so that I can die, isn't it? How many times do I have to tell you that I can't live like this? I can neither use my own body lotion nor can I dye my hair!”“Please be rest assured that I'm doing my possible best to get you out, ma'am.” He said, to which I scoffed.“That's
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Blissful
Jocelyn’s POV A smile creased my lips as my phone vibrated with a call from Ivy.“Hey, Jo,” Ivy's voice wafted into my ears as soon as I answered the call. “How are you doing and how is work?”“Hi, Ivy,” I replied, my smile widening. “I'm doing great. Work is fine too. How are you?”“I'm doing okay as well. How are the kids doing? I spoke to Eduardo last night, did he tell you?” Ivy asked.“Yeah, he did,” I said. “It's feels good speaking freely like this to you again,” Ivy said. “I'm so glad everything is back to normal again, we can chat and gossip like we used to in the past.”“Yeah, me too.”“By the way, I heard about your mum's death. It completely escaped my mind the other day we spoke,” Ivy uttered, voice solemn. ‘“Please accept my late sincerest condolences.”“It's fine, Ivy,” I laughed. “Thanks anyway.”“You are welcome,” Ivy replied, then paused for a moment before exhaling heavily like she was in distress.My heart panged with worry Instantly for her. “Are you alright?”“
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me She’s back
Jocelyn’s POV “Mummy, can I have frozen berries?” Olivia asked as we trekked into the house.The three of us; Henry, Olivia, and I were back from work and school respectively.Eduardo was supposed to pick them up from school but apparently, he had an important business dinner to attend, so he couldn't collect them from the kindergarten.“Yes, baby,” I said, placing my bag on the nearest couch. “Now that you say it, I also feel like eating some frozen berries.”Olivia and I exchanged a smile while Henry took off his shoes before I headed to the kitchen.However, I was disappointed when I saw that there were no frozen berries left in the refrigerator. Only then did I remember that Eduardo and I had snacked with the remaining packet last night.Not wanting to go back to the living room empty-handed, I grabbed a packet of grape with three apples.Afterward, I rinsed the fruits, slice them into a plate, put the plate on a tray then grabbed two plastic forks before heading back to the sitt
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Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Sick
Jocelyn’s POV I winced as the back of my head tightened with an excruciating ache, stifling the urge to groan in pain.“The sales memo and the quarterly report were thoroughly reviewed and evaluated by me yesterday, so everything should be perfect,” The team leader of sales department, Micheal Gould, said into the microphone, aggravating my migraine.“Okay, that's good.’ I forced myself to say, balling my hands into fists and placing it on my lap.I couldn't help but wonder why I had such a bad headache that afternoon, as the voices in the conference room blurred, and the sound of my heart thumping filled my ears.My mouth was hot, my lips numb, and my body warm as the ache intensified.I had woken up hale and hearty today, excited for the start of a new work week, and mine and Eduardo's impending dinner that was supposed to happen later today.But given how I seemed to have fallen ill all of a sudden, I knew the dinner would likely not happen anymore.The mere thought of it was beyo
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Meeting the parents
Eduardo’s POV “It's been less than a year since I left yet it feels like a decade has passed,” Jocelyn said, one hand out of the window and her eyes squeezed shut as the wind tousled her long, auburn hair.Even though she couldn't see it, I darted her a smirk before turning my attention to the road.We were currently in Australia for the week, as Henry and Olivia were currently on summer break.Jocelyn and I had decided to take them to Australia, mainly because we wanted to expose Olivia to the country and stuff.Due to the sick plan Nancy had pulled, she had been unable to spend time in Australia with her mother and sibling.Although that was in the past now, I couldn't help but feel vitriolic anger toward both Nancy and Sofia whenever I thought about it.But as Jocelyn had told me the other day, focusing on the bad things that happened in the past instead of being pleased and grateful with one's current situation, wasn't the right thing to do.I had Jocelyn and my wonderful childre
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Birthday
Jocelyn’s POV I inhaled shakily as I stroked my fingers across the framed picture of Henry and Olivia on the nightstand.In a few hours time, my babies would turn six and ten years from now on, they would be in high school.Another two years later, they would be in college and before I knew it, they would have their respective families.Of course I knew a day like that was still several years away, I couldn't help but feel a sort of bittersweet emotion at the mere thought.To think about six years ago, they and their brother in heaven, had been in my belly, wrapped around each other, small, tiny, pink, and completely helpless was so heartbreaking yet heartwarming.“Come on, Josie. We promised to focus on the positive part, didn't we?” I chided myself, using the back of my hand to wipe off my tears.Just then, the bathroom door creaked and Eduardo walked out.“Babe, what time are we picking up the cake? Ivy s-” He began to say but stopped when he sighted me.Sighing, he closed the di
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Gratitude
Jocelyn’s POV “Ivy, you know I will never judge you, right?” I asked her.“Yes, I know. Where's this coming from?” She replied with a question of her own which made me huff.“Cut it out, Ivy. It's been three weeks since you told me about whatever happened between you and Brian at the wedding,” I said, and she sighed. “Ever since then, you have been seemingly avoiding coming over to our place. What is going on, Ivy?”There was silence for a couple of moments that I almost thought Ivy had hung up on him.As I removed my phone to check if the call was still ongoing, she sighed again. “I will tell you everything in due time, Josie. It's kinda a serious matter.”“Are you pregnant and he's refusing to accept it?” I blurted out the first question that came to mind.“No, of course not,” She replied, sounding amused. “We had sex that night.”“Oh,” I said, suddenly at a loss for words.I mean, it was very evident, given the sexual tension between them that something like that may or may not ha
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Sports day
Jocelyn’s POV “Is everyone ready?” I asked Amelia as I swiped my lipgloss across my lower lip.“Yes, ma'am,” She replied. “Alright then. Let's be on our way,” I replied, stowing the lipgloss away into my drawer. “This meeting has to end in thirty minutes. Forty five max.”“Oh, are you going somewhere, Miss?”“Yes. Today is Sports day at the kindergarten and my children will not forgive me if I fail to show up,” I divulged. “I already missed their final practice last week because I had to close the Braxton deal.”“Perhaps we should just postpone today's meeting then.” Amelia suggested, and I shook my head in negation.“No, we can't do that. I have been postponing this meeting for three months now,” I replied. “I want to get it done and over with. Plus work starts at the sight in about a week from now.”The meeting was to discuss my latest area of investment; the wine industry.I had taken an interest in the industry after I mistakenly made a bottle of grape wine. On the day, Henry a
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Awkward
Eduardo's POV “Thanks, Jocelyn,” Brian said as Jocelyn put a jug of tea in front of him. “You are welcome,” My wife replied. “Would you like anything with the tea? Some crackers or dates perhaps.”“No, it's fine. Thanks again.” He replied, before pouring himself a cup of tea.After spending two splendid weeks in Chile, Jocelyn and I were finally back to America.About a week ago, Brian also finalized his relocation to America.Today was saturday, which meant the three of us were free from work, so we had time to just lounge and talk about everything.Currently, we were sitting on the balcony and having tea and snacks.As Ivy was on duty at work today, she couldn't join us. But according to Jocelyn who she texted some hours ago, she would join us if she managed to get off work early.“So, how's America treating you, friend?” I asked Brian as he placed his cup on the table.“Surprisingly nice,” He replied. “I've managed to finalized a lot of deals in a week. Very profitable deals at t
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Honeymoon sex
Jocelyn's POV “As my lady pleases,” Eduardo said, before placing me on the floor. Arousal pooled within me, mixing up with my blood and flowing through my veins as Eduardo knelt in front of me, his arms hooked around my waist and his lips pressed to my navel. Instinctively wrapping my hands around his head, I threw my head back in pleasure even though Eduardo was yet to touch me. The pure, undiluted sensation of his skin on mine was enough to send me tipping over the edge. Repressing the urge to have a premature orgasm, I fluttered my eyes open and looked into his, melting at how sexy his lust-addled grey eyes looked. Pressing another kiss to my navel, Eduardo ran his hands from my ass cheeks to my back down and rested on my ass before he stood up, lifted me bridal style and pressed a kiss to my forehead. Thereafter, he placed me on the bed, intense arousal glinting across his grey eyes as he withdrew from the kiss to plant a kiss on my boobs. Looking into my eyes, he moved do
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Honeymoon
Eduardo’s POV “Are you really still not going to tell me where we are headed?” Jocelyn whined, as we headed into the hangar, where we were to board my private jet to our honeymoon location.Ivy and the kids had come to see us off minutes earlier and were probably on their way home now.“You really don't want this to be a surprise,” I huffed. “Guess where we are going.”“France?” She said, tone set between a question and an utterance.“You suck at playing the guess game,” I teased her, and she hit my bicep. “Okay, I'm sorry.”“Tell me already, Ed.” Jocelyn whined again, and I sighed.“We are going to Chile.” I replied, to which she gasped, hands clasped over her mouth.“You are joking.” She whispered, and my heart cut as I couldn't make out her expression at that moment.Fuck, what if I had chosen the wrong place?I had opted for Chile because some time ago, Jocelyn told me that she'd like to go on a vacation there one day, and since we had gone to all her dream countries, I had picke
Dear Billionaire Ex, You Don’t Own Me Wedding night
Jocelyn’s POV “Bye, Jocelyn. Bye, Eduardo,” Ivy waved as my husband and I entered the car. “We will see you soon.”“Alright, thanks. Don't forget to call us right away if the kids are too much to handle.” I said, to which she scoffed.“Come on, Josie. I can look after my babies very well, so don't think about anything and just focus on having fun.” She said, winking, which made me blush.“Bye, Ivy.” Eduardo said, cinching his seatbelt. “We will be sure to take your word and have a lot of fun.”Thereafter, he drove off and I watched Ivy wave after our moving car, through the sideview mirror.“My beautiful wife,” Eduardo said, taking his eyes off the road to look at me and take my hand in his free one. “I still can't believe that you are mine even though we exchanged rings a couple of hours ago.”“Are you drunk?” I asked.“Do I look drink?”“No,” I replied. “You are just cheesier than usual.” I teased him, and he chuckled before pressing a kiss to the back of my hand.“But honestly spe
