Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire . Chapter 85: .“Are you ready to get started?” the woman asks. “Our massage therapists are professionals, and they’ve seen it all before. Besides, I’m sure she has too, right?” She looks over at Archibald, winking.Archibald looks like he’s two seconds away from dissolving into laughter. The corners of his mouth twitch.Isabella laughs weakly. “He sure has! Yes. Many times. Ha-ha.”“Enjoy your massage,” the woman says, smiling. She leaves the room, the heavy door closing behind her with a solid thunk. Isabella feels like she’s just been locked inside a death chamber.“Did you know we were going to have to get naked?” Isabella hisses at Archibald in a loud whisper, eyes rapidly scanning the room, looking for something—a robe, a towel, anything at all to cover herself. There’s nothing.“I mean, I kind of assumed,” Archibald admits. “It’s normal for a massage. But I thought you knew that! You didn’t tell me you had never had one before! So I assum
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire . Chapter 86: .---“You did what?” Isabella asks, bursting into laughter so violently she almost topples over onto the brick path underfoot. She grabs at Archibald’s arm to steady herself. “You’re kidding me.”“Nope,” Archibald says, tongue poking at the inside of his cheek. “And it worked, too. I never heard them again.”She’s just been told another Warren story—there seem to be an endless number of them. Apparently when Warren first started dating his private girlfriend, Haley, they were getting it on so loudly that it was keeping Archibald awake at night. When Archibald decided he had had enough, he plugged in his keyboard at full volume and started playing the theme song to every cartoon he could think of. As well as his five-year-old-equivalent skill level would allow, anyway—which is to say, not very well.Warren eventually burst in, yelling over the music, demanding to know why Archibald was ruining the ambiance. Archibald told him tha
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire . Chapter 87: .“Isabella, tell me if this is what you want. I can never tell what you’re thinking,” Archibald says quietly. His eyes are dark and vulnerable, reflecting the glowing light of the pool.“Yes, I want you,” Isabella breathes, one hand moving up to tangle in Archibald’s wet hair. Archibald pushes all the way forward, his chest pressing against Isabella’s body. The edge of the pool digs into Isabella’s back.“Then let me kiss you when no one is looking,” Archibald murmurs.So Isabella lets him. It’s frantic and heated, a blur of hands everywhere all at once, all their clandestine feelings finally flooding out into the open for anyone to see. Their quiet gasps, the nip and pull of Archibald’s bottom lip between Isabella’s teeth, Archibald’s broad hands sliding up Isabella’s stomach—this is the most honest they have ever been with each other.“God, ever since I met you, this is all I’ve been able to think about,” Archibald breathes, his
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire . Chapter 88: . “Archie. Wait,” Isabella says. “Hmm?” Archibald asks, thumbs rubbing tiny circles into Isabella’s hip bones. “You know I don’t do one night stands,” Isabella says quietly. Archibald smiles up at her. “Trust me, Isabella, this definitely won’t be a one night stand.” “Oh. Okay,” Isabella breathes. “Take them off.” Archibald pulls down his swim trunks, not without a bit of effort, as the wet fabric clings to Isabella’s thighs all the way down. His cock springs out, red and leaking. He truly can’t remember the last time he was this turned on. Archibald could ask to fuck her with no condom and she would probably agree. “So pretty,” Archibald murmurs, wrapping a finger around Isabella’s clit and squeezing lightly. Isabella moans, high and cracked, her back arching. “Don’t, don’t,” she gasps. “Seriously, I’ll come.” “Did I get you that worked up?” Archibald says, pressing a kiss into Isabella’s inner thigh. “Let me fix it.”
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire . Chapter 89: .Archibald murmurs against the top of Isabella’s head. “After all, I have spent the past three days trying to woo you. I was starting to think my efforts were not going to pay off.”Isabella pulls away, blinking up at him. She laughs. “Trust me, Archibald, you didn’t even have to try.”After they’ve both gotten all rinsed off, Isabella turns off the shower, then helps Archibald step out, handing him a clean towel. He ruffles it over his hair, trying to dry it a bit. “I’m going to look like a monster in the morning, going to sleep with my hair like this,” Archibald warns her. “You might be scared of me.”“I don’t think I will be,” Isabella says, smiling.The rest of it is calm and quiet and comfortable: they each get dressed in their pajamas, completing their respective pre-bedtime routines, turning off all the lights and crawling into bed. Isabella’s in a clean white t-shirt and gym shorts, and Archibald is only wearing sweatpants
Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 90: . Unfortunately, Isabella’s mood drops moments after she arrives at work on Monday morning. Beaming, she wishes her co-workers a ‘Good Morning’ and walks to her desk, where she finds a sticky note that has Hector’s handwriting on it. ‘Please see me in the office.’ It’s not unusual that Hector leaves her notes like that, so Isabella’s still in good spirits when she knocks on Hector’s door. “Good Morning,” She greets the man cheerfully. “You wanted to see me?” “Close the door, please.” Even though Hector spoke calmly, his voice sounded very cold. Smile faltering, she obliges and nervously sits down in front of Hector’s desk. “What’s going on?” He looks at her sternly. "You said you wanted me to be honest with you, so… I’m disappointed and upset that you didn’t even feel the need to call or text me to cancel our appointment.” “What appoint–” Isabella begins, but then, it hits her.She was supposed to have dinner with Hector on
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 91:.She was supposed to have dinner with Hector on Saturday. Fuck. Guilt hits her like a freight train. “O-Oh my god, I’m… I’m so sorry, Hector, I… completely forgot. I was on that vacation with Archie, and–”“I saw,” Hector interrupts, folding his arms in front of his chest. “Your Instagram post was all over the internet. I hope you know that I would’ve completely understood if you had canceled, but standing me up like that without saying anything? It’s disrespectful and not something I expected of you.”She desperately tries to swallow the lump of tears forming in her throat. “I know, I’m sorry. Why didn’t you call me when I didn’t show up?”“Because I forgot my phone at home. What does it matter, though? It’s not like you could’ve teleported over here anyways. I would've still sat there like an idiot.”“I’m really sorry,” She repeats. “Can I please make it up to you? How about we go and have dinner today? Or tomorrow?”Hector knits hi
Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 92: .Groaning, Alan drags his ass out of bed and takes a long shower. If he’s not mistaken, his grand mother will be at the penthouse this weekend. It’s the perfect opportunity to spend some time with her and beg her to talk to his grand father.Even if he willingly left the company on his own, he needed his grand father to still back him up whenever needed. Yet, Alan is still nervous when he unlocks the door to the penthouse an hour later. To avoid running into his uncle, he didn’t announce his visit beforehand, which Alan regrets when he finds the living-kitchen area completely empty. Did he mistake the time frame that his grand mother was supposed to come? However, when Alan lets his eyes roam, he doesn’t see any indication that anybody is even around. It's just way too tidy… Frowning, he opens his mouth to call for someone, but a loud yelp and a slapping sound coming from the corridor startles him. What the hell?Heart pounding