All Chapters of A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle: Chapter 31 - Chapter 38

David’s POVI’d always thought I had a good idea of what Rihanna tasted like. I’d always thought her scent and taste which had been embedded in my head since that night, two years ago would be exactly as I remembered it if I were to cross paths with her again, but I was wrong. And I’d never been so glad to be wrong in my life as she tasted nothing as I remembered but rather, better. Her lips were as soft as the clouds and her mouth tasted so sweet that I couldn’t find the words to describe it. I could taste the champagne she had earlier as well as a unique taste that pertained to her, the unique taste that was about to make me lose my shit. I nudged her mouth open with my tongue, to invade her mouth and have more of her because I was insatiable. I wanted all of her, I wanted to taste every inch of her. She obliged and the soft whimper she made when my tongue roughly invaded her mouth made my pants grow tighter than ever. Why the fuck did I wait so long to do this? Why the fuck did I

Rihanna’s POVDavid didn’t make himself scarce as I’d hoped for. In fact, he decided to stay indoors that Saturday, choosing to sit in the living room which made me stuck in my room because there was no way I was going to sit out there and watch my favorite TV show with him. If I wanted to get back at him, I knew I had to take a step back. But then, out of the blue, Alicia called me and invited me to a spa date. couldn't say no because it was exactly the escape I needed. She offered to pick me up at my house, but I refused ‘cause she couldn’t know where I lived. So I told her to text me the address, and I’d meet her there. “Where are you going?” David suddenly asked as I tried to sneak past the living room, hoping to go unnoticed, but the guy probably had eagle eyes or something."It's none of your business," I replied, keeping my voice low but still audible enough for him to hear.He whirled around, his face contorting into a frightening expression as his eyes scanned my outfit. Hi

Rihanna’s POVEvery day, right before leaving the office, I usually switch on the "Do Not Disturb" mode on my phone. I couldn’t let David know that I had a phone. And ever since he returned my own phone to me, I'd been too caught up in texting Ivory to even check the other phone that Maria lent me."I swear I didn't see the message until now," I said sincerely.The message had warned of consequences if we didn't comply. What kind of consequences did they mean?Surely, he couldn't be considering firing me just because I didn't show up to work on a weekend, right? Even he wouldn't be that cruel."Um," I swallowed nervously. "Could you fill me in on the meeting I missed? If it's not too much trouble," I mumbled.He shot me a piercing look before saying, "A file is missing. A very important one." The way his eyes bore into mine when he emphasized "very" sent a shiver down my spine. "The file was in the drawer attached to your desk in your office. I accessed it myself three months ago, bef

David's POVIt was a bad day for me. The multimillionaire contract that I'd been trying to secure for months just slipped through the tip of my fingers and although I'd fired everyone responsible for that misfortune, I didn't feel satisfied. I never should have let them go, or at least I never should have let them walk back home on their two feet. I should have done something more 'David Marchetti' like to them. I should have made them pay for their foolishness.'It's not too late, you could always find them if you want.' A voice at the back of my head said and I took a large swig from my whiskey bottle to shut out the voice. Since I got back from work about an hour ago, I'd locked myself up in my room, chugging down alcohol because I was too mad at myself for letting those who brought me loss go scoff. Why did I do that?I'd asked myself that question over and over again and yet I couldn't come up with a logical answer. I glanced at the clock on my wall to see that it was almost