The Billionaire's Runaway Ex-Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

As she got comfortable, a hand connected with her flesh in a sharp slap. It evoked a suprise gasp from her. "Ah!" she exclaimed, the sting of his touch sending a jolt of sensation through her body.Spank. "What a beautiful color, Rose," he remarked, his voice filled with admiration as he observed the mark left by his hand."It looks exactly how you blush," he added, delivering another playful spank to her ass."Ah!" she cried out once more, the mixture of pleasure and anticipation coursing through her veins."Is it paining?" he inquired, his concern evident in his voice."N..no," she managed to reply, her voice trembling with excitement.Skillfully, he alternated between gentle caresses and playful spanks. Each touch igniting a new wave of heat within her core. His slaps weren't meant to cause pain but to stoke the flames of desire. To a great extent he was getting what be had planned. "Tell me that you want my cock," Nicholas demanded, his voice commanding.“I …”Roseanne couldn'

The next morning, Roseanne wakes up and finds Nicholas sitting on the sofa. She realized that it was almost noon and he was still there in lounge wear. She felt a little pain in her body but it felt kind of sore but in a very delicious way. “Why are you still here?” Roseanne asked as she saw him sitting on the couch in front of her bed. He was not supposed to be here. And she did not want to see him the first thing in the morning. This time was supposed to be the one where she would assess what her action plan was going to be. Everything had been done last night and now she had to bear the consequences, right? Of course, whatever happened between them was absolutely consensual. She gave in to her human desires. Nicholas mockingly greeted, "Well, good morning, Princess." She shot him a tired glare, annoyed that he would tease her so soon after waking up. "Why aren't you off to work or whatever it is you do in secret?" she inquired, raising her sleepy eyebrows. "You're usually gone

“Emery!”Nicholas opened the door to the room and entered inside. He saw his sister sitting on the bed. He didn't care how the whole room was pitch dark while it was broad daylight out. “Why do you want to hurt my son?” Nicholas asked her.Emery burst into a fit of laughter as she said, “First, I killed your wife. Now, I will kill your son!”Nicholas' eyes burned with anger. He could not see how Emery did not look right at the moment. He could not read the background of the situation and only believed her words. “If you come near him, I will throw you somewhere you can't return,” Nicholas threatened him. Emery smirked at him. “As if I fear you.”“Trust me, you will,” Nicholas said. “I will throw you will that boyfriend of yours. You both can die together!”Emery's eyes burned as she heard him mentioning her boyfriend. “Don't you dare touch him! I will kill you! I will kill your son! I will kill your family!”Emery began shouting. “Shout as much as you can but take it as a warning

“Then, why didn't you correct it?” Roseanne asked. “I was never in the position to,”Nicholas answered, frustration evident in his eyes. “When my wife died, my sister pushed herself away from everyone. She started a new life and I kept my distance, thinking that it's what she wants. I respected her decision to be away from the family. How would I know that these things are going in her life?”If there was anything missing in his family, it was respect for people's decisions. He was respecting his sister's decision when she declared that she did not want anyone from the Hart family to come anywhere near her. He believed that it was the best thing that happened to her. “As for now, I have no idea how to enter her life again,” Nicholas said with regret evident in his voice. “As for what happened today, it's hard for me to trust this family anymore. My mother hides things from me. My father tries to kill the woman and children I love so much. My brother who left our lives a decade ago and

As Roseanne looked out of the window, she smelled a different air. It smelled like Oranges and lemons. She would not say that it was a bad smell. She quite liked it. The landscape was beautiful with vast agricultural lands, filled with citrus trees and other fruits everywhere. The place where they were supposed to stay was a villa in a small town. She had never seen life in a small town in America as she had always lived in New York and was used to life there. Even Italy was different from here. Her life in Italy was not fast as in Italy. However, here she could feel a slowness in the air. It was comforting for some reasons. As they entered the crowded part of the village, she saw the main street occupied by locally owned businesses like family-owned diners, hardware stores, and boutique shops. It was like all those small-town romances that she read came before her eyes. She was getting the same feeling that she would while reading those books. It was weird how memories could be tri