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31. Never were and Never will be.
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Rachel’s POVI stood there, frozen in shock and hurt, as Andrew's handprint stung my cheek. I couldn't believe he had slapped me. Who did he think he was?"How dare you!" I shouted, my voice trembling with anger. "How dare you slap me! Who do you think you are? Are you fucking out of your mind? Tears filled my eyes, the pain piercing my cheeks. I had let him slap me the other day without retaliating or saying a word; it didn’t give him the damn right to do that again.No one has ever raised his hands on me, not even my parents, and he dared to do that again?Andrew shrugged with no sign of remorse, his eyes cold and hard. "I'm the one who's going to make sure you leave, Uncle," he said, his voice firm and commanding. "It's final, Rachel. It's not a request; it's an order. And you know what happens when you dare go against me: I will make your life as miserable as it already is. I have already given you a chance and time to think my offer through, but once again you didn’t fail to pr
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Rachel’s POVI stood there, frozen in shock and hurt, as Andrew's handprint stung my cheek. I couldn't believe he had slapped me. Who did he think he was?"How dare you!" I shouted, my voice trembling with anger. "How dare you slap me! Who do you think you are? Are you fucking out of your mind? Tears filled my eyes, the pain piercing my cheeks. I had let him slap me the other day without retaliating or saying a word; it didn’t give him the damn right to do that again.No one has ever raised his hands on me, not even my parents, and he dared to do that again?Andrew shrugged with no sign of remorse, his eyes cold and hard. "I'm the one who's going to make sure you leave, Uncle," he said, his voice firm and commanding. "It's final, Rachel. It's not a request; it's an order. And you know what happens when you dare go against me: I will make your life as miserable as it already is. I have already given you a chance and time to think my offer through, but once again you didn’t fail to pr
Ex Husband’s Regret: He Wants Me Back 31. Never were and Never will be.
Rachel’s POVDarius dropped me down, helping me fix back my panties with no words exchanged, just eye contact, which I tried to avoid.He buckled his pants, narrowing his stare at me. He chuckled, leaning in, “You look cute,” and placed a peck on my lips.I gulped a lump, batting my eyelashes. “Darius… I—“ I couldn’t even form a coherent sentence, feeling conflicted all of a sudden.He breathes out, cupping my cheeks, “What is it?” A lone tear slipped from my eyes, to which he was quick to wipe it off. “We… we can’t keep doing this; it’s not part of the contract, and I—“He sealed our lips, nibbling on my bottom lip as he sought entrance, and I let him.I moan into his mouth and press my body against his, feeling my legs starting to get weak.We kissed for as long as we could before we broke apart. My eyes instantly shut off as our foreheads meet. I could feel his mint breath fanning my face and his steel-grey eyes staring at me.“Fuck, baby, if we stay here for a minute longer, I d
Ex Husband’s Regret: He Wants Me Back 30. No pill, No protection.
Rachel’s POV I stood in the conference room, presenting to a room full of colleagues and clients. I could feel Darius' eyes on me, but I refused to look at him.I kept my focus on the presentation, trying to ignore the lump I felt clinging to my throat. Yesterday night, I could swear I saw a glint of disappointment and hurt in his eyes when I admitted that what we shared was a mistake.But Darius was good at masking his emotions, so I wasn’t sure.He said it himself, what we have is only contracted and we stick to that, in the eyes of the people we may be man and wife but behind closed doors, we’re acquaintances.As I finished my presentation, I took a seat next to Darius as it was the only seat available.God!I have been doing so well with avoiding him since the incident I didn’t expect him to confront me about it, but yet again he has surprised me.I could feel his presence beside me, but I didn't look at him. I kept my eyes on the papers in front of me, trying to calm my racing
Ex Husband’s Regret: He Wants Me Back 29. No Strings Attached
Darius’s POVIt’s been three fucking days, but the only thought in my head is Rachel. I couldn’t get her out of my head. Her smell, her touch, her voice—everything about her haunted me.I wanted her, all of her. I tried to focus on my work, but even that was impossible. I found myself thinking about her during meetings, while reading reports, and even while talking to clients. I couldn't concentrate on anything except the memory of being inside of her.I hissed in frustration, hitting on the steering wheel. Huffing out a breath, I assembled my things out of the car and stepped out, walking to the entrance of the house.I was upset that Rachel left the office today again.She’s been avoiding me. Even at work, she picks up every reason to leave my environment. She wouldn’t even look at me. She had left the office before me, just like she had been doing for the past few days. She didn't want to drive home with me, and that annoyed me.Frustration was eating me up. I want us to talk abo
Ex Husband’s Regret: He Wants Me Back 28. Regrets.
Rachel’s POVI stirred my eyes squinting as the morning light peeped through the curtains, urging a growl from my lips.My body felt sore from last night, and for a second forgetting what had happened, but as the memory ran back to me, as I stretched, a blush spread across my cheeks, and a smile played on my lips. His smell lingered around, filling the air and giving it a soothing and comforting feeling. But then soon regret came washing over me. What had happened last night? It wasn't part of the contract, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that this was a mistake that I made and I would soon come to regret it.The sound of the door creaking open snapped me out of my train of thought, revealing Diana with a tray of breakfast. "Good morning, Rach," she said cheerfully. "I brought you some breakfast."I sat up, trying to compose myself, avoiding her gaze. "Thank you, Di."Diana set the tray down on the bedside table. "Darius left early this morning to attend to some important work.
Ex Husband’s Regret: He Wants Me Back 27. Pleasure.
Rachel’s POV He began to unbuckle his pants, his eyes never leaving mine. This was the point where I’d ask him to stop but didn’t; instead, I was eager to see him, feel him. The hard, big bulge that hid behind his pants. He pushed his pants down, followed by his boxers. I sucked in a harsh breath as his dick came into view. It was huge; I wondered how it was going to fit inside of me. Once pleasure was replaced by horror and, at the same time, longing. My eyes caught sight of the tattoo as he ripped open his t-shirt, along with his hard-rocking abs that screamed to be touched. His skin glistened; it made me want to run my tongue around him. God! What was Darius doing to me? My eyes moved away from his abs and back to his throbbing erection with pre-cum spreading his tip; he fisted it in his hand, and I finally was able to get a real look at the little trim hairs at his pelvis that led to a long, thick shaft. He began stroking himself slowly, twisting his wrist
Ex Husband’s Regret: He Wants Me Back 26. Piccola
Rachel’s POV Our eyes meet, the desire in me burning and alarming. I’ve never seen Darius from a different picture than I have today. The usual scowl and grumpiness that hung around his face were nowhere to be found, replaced by lust and need. He looked at me like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. A look not even Andrew has given me before. He leaned in, snapping out of the daze, dropping sloppy kisses in between my mounds. I fisted the fabric of the sheet as his lips wrapped around my turgid nipple. “Ungh…” I cried out, my head twisting left and right, all the reason leaving my head. He bit on the bud, encircling it with his tongue. I could tell he was teasing me, but right now I wanted nothing but to feel him close, inside of me. What does he look like? How big was he? My curiosity was piqued as my eyes fell on the hard bulge hidden behind his slacks. "Did that feel good?" He hums his assault on my nipples never. I bit my lower lip trying to fight a
