All Chapters of Choosing My Billionaire Husband: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41"Who let you in?" I asked, trying to keep my voice firm. "Who let me in? Who let me in? So after everything you've put your father and I through that's the first thing you'll ask? You don't even know how we've been surviving." After a day's work, the only thing I wanted to do was go in, lie down on my bed, and sleep, not deal with my mother. This woman was stressing me out. She always did. Everyone was outside now including Natalie and Gloria. I didn't want them to know our secret; that my family were gold diggers. I tried to pull her into the house with me but she didn't budge. "Don't try to hush me. I won't let you hide me. You've ignored your father and me for months now and you want to sweep this under the carpet." She turned to the guards. "Let them all hear and see that their master's wife is so selfish and wicked to her own parents. Let them know who they are dealing with." I felt so ashamed. All my hopes of keeping my family's business away from Davis's workers

"Davis!" I screamed, running up to him before he could inflict more damage on the man on my behalf. The man already had a bloody nose and although he was standing on his own two feet, he looked like he was unconscious. Somehow, I managed to pull Davis away before things went awry. "You didn't have to do that," I told Davis as he wiped the bead of sweat that had formed on his forehead. I should have been more pissed off at the lewd man for sexualizing me so brazenly, but after Davis did a number on him, I felt nothing but pity for the man who looked like he would never be the same again. The door opened and a uniformed man walked in and pulled the man away. From how unbothered the guard had seemed, I got a feeling this wasn't the first time something like that had happened. "I'm sorry, I just got so pissed off when he said that…" Davis apologized but I stopped him."It's okay," I said, getting some gauze to wipe off the blood from his knuckles. A selfish part of me felt proud he

Cassie's povI woke up to Davis breathing heavily over me and trying to shake me awake. He looked tense and didn't stop even after I opened my eyes. The room was dark so he probably couldn't tell I was already awake, and for some reason, I couldn't speak. When he stepped back and tripped over a can, I remembered why I couldn't move my body. I was drunk. So drunk, I couldn't think or see clearly."Fuck," he muttered, putting his hand through his hair in frustration. I didn't know if it was the drinks making me hallucinate but I could swear I saw his hands fidgeting. He paced around for a while wondering how to resuscitate me while I lay there helpless, unable to show him I was not unconscious, just disoriented. Without warning, he swung me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing and began to leave the room. I couldn't stop him, didn't even want to. Somehow, this position felt familiar. He was surely the one who had carried me over his shoulder to the hospital after I had almost ho

"What?" I asked, not believing my ears. I remained in the car, glaring at him even after he unlocked the doors. He sighed as he looked straight ahead, making me question why he was avoiding my eyes. "Let's just go." "I'm not going anywhere!" I exclaimed. "Why would you want to bail him out after what he's done to me." He narrowed his eyes at me. "Just a few hours ago, you were blaming yourself for his misfortune. Now I want to put you both out of your misery, you now want him to remain in jail? What exactly do you want?" Something strange was going on here. I could just feel it. There was a reason why he was avoiding my gaze and why he suddenly wanted to help my father. It had nothing to do with me and I had spent so much time with Davis to know that once he had made up his mind on something, he wasn't going back on it. "At least let him stay there for a night," I pleaded. "Then you'll have someone else take him home tomorrow. I don't want him to come home with us." He held me

Davis kissed me again and there was nothing else I wanted to do than be there with him, holding him while he explored my body. While I was lost in the kiss, he led my hand to in between his legs, letting my palm feel his raging boner. My eyes popped open when I felt it, but he didn't let me react. Holding the rest of my body closer to him, he slipped my hand into his shorts, letting me feel his thickness and length. His cock was warm and so big, my core contracted a little when I wondered if I would even be able to handle it. Even as I lightly touched it, it seemed to be moving on its own. I swallowed. I'd never touched or seen a real penis before. Touching that part of him brought me back to consciousness. Was I truly ready to do this? Davis let out a sound like a growl that seeped through me. I was the one making him feel that way, making him feel so good, that he had to groan in pleasure. I tugged at his cock that seemed to keep growing as I rubbed it, not sure I was even doing