All Chapters of The Billionaire's Undoing: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“I have to say, I am quite offended Lotte!” I said as I watched her undress. I had traveled to Atlanta to spend some time with her as the office was a bit more settled into the new quarter. I sat leaning on the headboard of her bed, my arms locked in front of my chest, ogling her naked body.My eyes darted from the floor to her legs as she stood near the bathroom, wrapping her body in a thin towel. We were yet to be intimate, and unlike all the women I had been with in my life, I was ready to wait for her. For all eternity if asked.“Hey, I’m sorry!” she cried out. ”I already told you, we did not know he was going to be there. It was a surprise to everyone.” She got inside her bathroom. I stood up from my position in the bed, walked inside after her, and sitting on the bathroom counter.“Oh Lotte, you don’t need to protect my feelings,” I joked, enjoying the look on her face when she was flustered. The shower was walled with translucent glass that allowed me to enjoy the sight of her

Lucas and I arrived at the house earlier than Jenny and Anthony. Our dinners turned out to be an extended family affair and I was falling in love with every moment we shared. The relationship between our parents was also blossoming into something beautiful, and it was a sight to behold.Through these dinners, we got a glimpse of their love story before us, and now, gawking at them as they held hands and shared kisses unashamedly before us, it was an imagination worth perceiving.“Oh, son! Good to see you again.” My father stood up from his seat to greet Lucas with a father-son embrace. I could tell it was still overwhelming for him to receive that sort of affection, and as much as he often denied it, his eyes filled with water whenever he was addressed as a son.“My dear, your young husband is here!” he called out for my mother who came rushing from the kitchen. I laughed as I watched her promenade towards Lucas, her arms wide spread for a hug. She had a kitchen towel on her shoulder,

We all sat at the table patiently waiting for Lucas and Jenny to come back home. Mother and I had cleared the table in a way to escape the agony and distract our minds, but when everything was sparkling clean, there was not much to do other than wait.Suddenly, light seeped through the blinds and I shot up from my seat and stood by the window.“It’s them!” I declared as I rushed to open the door and meet them. Their cars had lined up outside by the road, and they both alighted at the same time, walking to the house together. Jenny looked much more at ease than before, and when she fell in my embrace, I could tell she was feeling better too. Lucas pecked me on the forehead as Jenny was welcomed back into the house by our parents. I mouthed a low ‘thank you to Lucas as we walked arm-in-arm after them.“I am sorry,” Jenny began as soon as everyone was settled back in the living room. Dad merely nodded his head as he listened to her. “I guess I was just afraid. I had not processed the ent

The newest couple in town walked past the crowd of people at JFK, hastily heading to the exit area of the airport before their arrival became chaotic. Lucas’s driver was already waiting for him at the exit terminal, and on sight, rushed to get the big suitcase off his hands.“No, get that!” he told him, pointing at the bags rolling by Charlotte’s side. The driver greeted Charlotte and grabbed the bags from her which were not as heavy as what Lucas had. He rushed to where the car was parked and carefully placed them inside the trunk of the black Porsche before lifting the large bag and setting it on the other side.Lucas held the car door for Charlotte who silently boarded the car. she sensed the tension that Lucas felt, and she hated her helplessness in the situation that crowded his brain. Lucas went round the car and settled beside her as they roared out of the parking lot and onto the road leading them home.As promised, Vivian Kent’s red Bentley was still outside Lucas Benjamin’s

"Have you ever had a chat with Martha?" Charlotte asked. I stared at her quizzically, unsure of who she was referring to."Uhm, does Martha want to have a chat with me?" I asked, not wanting to sound oblivious in case this Martha was someone I ought to know."Do you even know who Martha is?" She asked, clearly noticing the change in my tone.Shit."I don't, actually," I surrendered. Charlotte clearly knew me too well, and every time I thought I could outdo her, my brain miscalculated how well the person I had lived with all my life knew me. "She's your head cook, Lucas!" She mentioned matter-of-factly. "We had an in-depth conversation with her about her hometown. She is such an intriguing soul, and she happens to bear the same wisdom that Aunt May had." She stretched out her legs, swinging with pure joy as we watched the sunset. "You know, you do have interesting staff members." She added.My mind did not wish to think about anyone or anything else at the moment as my day at the off