All Chapters of The Billionaire’s not so Secret Mistress: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Abigail Hayes~•~“I don’t want other women, Abby. Just you.”His words filled me with joy and at that moment, I forgot about his marriage. At that moment, he wanted only me and I wanted only him.“Despite what I just did, I do not want to see you with other men, especially without my permission.”“Yes sir.” I grinned. If I had known that was what it would take to make him admit that and fuck me the way I wanted, I would have done it a long time ago. Technically, I was winning twice.In response, he walked me to the bed, pushing me on it so I was laying flat and he got atop me, sucking on my breast while his hand fondled the other one. Everything with George was intense and as he sucked on my skin downward, I couldn't help the whimpers that exited my mouth. He was so much better than the man before. He ate me out like I was his last fucking meal, even biting my pussy to add a little bit of pain, just how I liked it.George and I had been doing this for a while so it was no wonder why

Abigail Hayes ~•~ George and I were matching. Well, everyone currently in the hall was matching but I was merely focusing on the person I knew. We were both putting on white since it was an all-white party. It was the first time I was seeing George in a white suit and it was safe to say that he looked good in every color. We made our way to our designated seat. I felt a flutter in my stomach as I sat down next to George, feeling his eyes on me. I was a little bit nervous to be out with him in public, especially after what we did the last time. The table we were assigned to had two other couples seated already. They were quite chatty while George and I kept silent. Just to be polite, we both waved to the couples who sat opposite and beside us, and they returned our greetings with a wide smile. Well, I waved while George nodded at them: A handsome man in a pristine white tuxedo walked to the podium and began speaking.“You all are welcome to this party. Make sure you have a lot to

George Galanti~•~I felt bad for Abigail. The embarrassment she must have endured before I got there. I couldn’t even imagine it. I didn’t understand what was going through Christine’s head as she did something as stupid as throwing her drink at her.“What the fuck were you thinking? Are you okay?” I asked as soon as we were a safe distance away from the hotel. “Taking pictures of me when you know damn well I hate being photographed? Putting someone on me? Disrespecting another woman in front of everyone?”“I just wanted to know what you were up to and I didn't disrespect her. She deserved it.” She fired back at me. “She was fucking a married man after all. I should have slapped her harder.”I blinked in shock. “You slapped her?”“Like I said, she deserves it,” Christine answered, seeming bored. “I knew something was going on between you two at that luncheon but I got to confirm it myself.”I dragged my hand down my face. I didn’t even know what to say to her. She was being very unre

George Galanti~•~I hated the situation more than I cared to admit.It had been more than a week and I still couldn’t get a hold of Abigail. I knew where she lived; obviously, I’ve had things delivered there, but I didn’t know how it would look if I suddenly showed up.Work was supposed to start in two days anyway. Maybe I’d see her then. We could talk about everything.I’d tell her that Christine and I were no longer married. Christine was smarter than she seemed because, by the time I was back in New York, which was the next day, she had signed the papers already. If she hadn’t, I would have taken her to court and she knew she wouldn’t win.That didn’t mean the problem with her was completely settled. I didn’t know what she told my parents and hers, but everyone was calling me and I was not in the mood to talk to anyone except Abigail. It was just my poor luck that she blocked my line.I even sent her a message to her work email but she ignored it. I couldn’t even blame her. No one

Abigail Hayes~•~I was starting to get used to the elite social circle seeing as I was attending their events a lot. When I started working for George, I never imagined attending these events with him. I understood helping to prepare for such events but attending? He had a wife.When I stopped working for him, I didn’t think I’d be back attending them but a momentary burst of spontaneity had me walking into a very fancy house with Patrick James.I didn’t know what possessed me to say yes to him. It was George. It had to be. Whenever he was around me, I made silly decisions without caring about the consequences. I could only hope he wasn’t part of the so-called close-knit friends.“Have I told you you look stunning today?” Patrick leaned closer to whisper as we entered the living room. Apparently, they had already started but the living room was empty. “Only about fifteen times,” I responded. He had picked me up from my apartment and couldn’t stop telling me how pretty I looked. I wa