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All Chapters of Ditch the Ex and Date The Billionaire : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 131: .It doesn’t go remotely unnoticed; Archibald’s fond smile goes just a little sharper when he uses both hands to grip Isabella around the waist and yank her closer.“You seem awfully desperate for someone who claimed she was near death mere minutes ago,” he teases, tauntingly out of reach. He pops the lid on the lube to slick up his cock. “Perhaps you need a few moments to calm down?”“Absolutely the fuck not,” Isabella growls, even when it tapers off into something low and quiet when Archibald lines himself up with her entrance, smears precome over her asshole like the worst and most wonderful tease on earth. “Unless you want me to go fuck myself instead.”“Tempting,” Archibald says mildly. “That will have to be a show for another time. For now, I’d like very much to give you what you were so brave to ask for. May I?”Isabella’s toes curl in anticipation, and she slaps both hands to her face in a failure to cover up the color rising
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 132:.Isabella clings tightly to Archibald’s shoulders and drowns in sensation. All she knows how to do in this moment is hold on and take it, to let Archibald fill her with pleasure like a vessel designed to hold it.“Say it, dearest,” Archibald orders sweetly, the words accompanied by a delicious and brutal roll of his hips that makes Isabella’s toes curl and her cunt drip. He runs one gentle, gentle hand through Isabella’s damp, sweaty dark hair, brushing it out of her face with care. “Who do you belong to?”Isabella sobs, “You,” and then, louder and insistent, “You, you, you.”“Mine,” Archibald agrees without missing a beat, “That’s right, sweetheart. You’re mine, and I’m going to take such good care of you.”Isabella nods wordlessly, glassy-eyed and desperately clingy, warm and fizzy and sex-drunk. Putting herself in Archibald’s hands has never felt so easy and letting him be in control of what’s happening has never felt so safe.Isa
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 133:.“You’re made of jello.” Isabella slaps the mattress with her hand. “Bed. Now.” Belatedly she amends, “Please.”Archibald snorts and nevertheless tugs down the bedspread to slide in next to Isabella, who immediately cuddles up against him like a limpet, arm flung over her thighs and face pillowed against her belly as she settles against the headboard.“Such a good girl for me, taking me so well and letting me make such a mess,” Archibald praises, rubbing his free hand all the way down Isabella’s ribs like he’s stroking a cat. “I wasn’t too rough with you, was I?”“No…” Isabella replies, voice muffled through fabric, “no, it was nice. Not for all the time, but I liked it.”Archibald makes a pleased little noise and leans in close to nuzzle his nose into Isabella’s hair and press a kiss into the side of her head. Isabella’s body feels warm and heavy and so, so tired. Like this, it’s easy to snag one of those big, warm hands and drag it
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire . Chapter 134: . When Isabella wakes up, it’s dark. It’s early even for her, and she spends several minutes marinating in the quiet sounds of a sleeping world. And a sleeping Archibald, too, who’s curled up around her like Isabella’s a particularly beloved teddy bear. There’s something hard poking her in the side, and Isabella realizes that it’s the tablet Archibald was working on the night before. He must have been up late, especially if he didn’t put it somewhere out of the way before falling asleep. He didn’t, at any rate, so Isabella does it for him now, reaching all the way over to plop the device on the wireless charger before wriggling carefully out of his grip. Isabella’s never been good at staying in bed once she’s awake, and a quick glance at her phone, which has been plugged in by someone more motivated than she was at the time, tells her that she’s got some time before sunrise. Coffee at the very least, Isabella decides, and br
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 135: .There’s the temptation after breakfast to go back to bed and find another way to entertain themselves, but Archibald shuffles her to go shower instead.“It’s about ten miles to get into town,” he says when Isabella protests in an appropriately dignified manner, definitely not pouting at having to put pants on. “You’ll like it.” Isabella does pout, then, and is rewarded for her bad behavior by being hoisted up onto the bathroom counter and thoroughly kissed until she’ll say yes to just about anything. And she does say yes, eventually, and delays the inevitable by about ten minutes by sticking her hands down the back of Archibald’s pajamas.Isabella’s never had this kind of domesticity in a relationship before, and it should feel strange but it doesn’t, just scaffolds its way up the norms built in by months of getting to know each other. It doesn’t feel weird at all for Isabella to snag Archibald by the wrist and tug him into the sho
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 136: .“Oh, please. Because your boytoy just woke up and bought half our board and their corresponding shares out from under us for some weekend summer fun? I didn’t think you had it in you, but I guess you had to grow a spine sometime.”Isabella’s brain goes blank. Chantelle’s words land with all the delicacy and grace of anvils, pinning her down under their weight like a butterfly in a box.“I didn’t—you’re wrong,” she protests.“Sure, okay. Keep telling yourself that. Anyway, don’t bother saving this number; I’m ditching the phone once my plane boards. Congratulations on your win, Izzy. We always knew you’d ruin the family, but I didn’t think it’d be like this. Have a good rest of your life, I guess.”There’s a click and then a dial tone. Isabella tries to call back, but it goes straight to a generic voicemail that she knows won’t ever be checked. At best it’s a burner phone; at worst it’s Chantelle’s regular phone that she’s willing t
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 137:.It's still pitch black outside, but Isabella finds herself at the edge of the water anyway. The ocean doesn’t give a damn about Isabella’s battered foundation and rolls happily up the night-cooled sand, leaving only foam and bits of seashell behind.Isabella sits at the shoreline and tucks her knees up under her chin.She wonders, miserably, where Chantelle plans to go.God, she hopes her sister gets as far away as she can.Isabella's spent her whole life loyal, but Chantelle? She’s fanatical to a degree that Isabella could never quite manage, and she wonders if putting her loyalty into a cage match with her relentless drive to protect herself finally did what nothing else could—crack that fanaticism. She’ll never know; it’s not her place now, and even if it was, Chantelle would never let her.God, she hopes Chantelle got as far away as she possibly can.Mai, with much derision, refers to it as Isabella's "better place theory." Mom
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 138: .The only tears Chantelle’s ever shed have been of the crocodilian variety, as purposeful a tactic as any insult. Even after she’d forced herself to learn how to stop, she’d never managed to wield emotion like a weapon. At times like this, Isabella sort of wishes that she had.Isabella trembles and wraps her arms around herself, chilled even underneath the blanket. The edges are getting wet with saltwater and crusted with sand, and she would bite anyone who might try to take it from her.Archibald doesn’t touch her, but Isabella can feel him practically vibrating with the way he wants to. Right now, Isabella would be happy to bite him, too.“I don’t think you’re stupid.”“Well, it sure feels like it.”Archibald literally wrings his hands in open distress, and even now, it doesn’t feel remotely like a win. Isabella’s gotten exactly what she’s asked for—space and someone else being the one to hurt, but it doesn’t lessen her own, not e
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 139: .Isabella and Alan had settled many a disagreement with an angry tussle in bed that was worth the drop afterward for being able to get a little of her own back, to feel seen and heard. Except that Archibald already makes her feel seen and heard, and right now Isabella just sort of wants one of them to hurt, and she’s not sure who.“Stop, stop, enough,” Archibald orders, kinder than Isabella deserves, and wipes the beginnings of tears out of the corners of Isabella’s eyes before she even realizes that she’s about to cry. “I know, baby. I know.”“You don’t know anything.” It comes out way less cool and way more pathetic when Isabella’s voice cracks on what is definitely an overtired, strung-out sob. “You don’t know anything.”“I know that you’re exhausted and running on fumes and that you’d rather have the kind of sex that’s not good for you and that you don’t even want than get what you need,” Archibald tells her. “I’d say I know pl
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Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire .Chapter 140:.There is coffee, kept hot in the kind of insulated tumbler that costs too much and coordinates with the beachy colors of the house. Isabella has a suspicion that it was bought specifically for her, because Archibald is a crazy person who thinks about that kind of stuff. It doesn’t stop her from drinking it.“Tell me what you did,” Isabella orders before she can talk herself out of it and in spite of the very large part of her that doesn’t actually want to know. “Something something something about buying out the board?” she elaborates with a pointed stare. Because Chantelle, of all people, wouldn’t be bailing unless the ship is sinking. The ship might already be sunk if she’s that willing to abandon what she sees as her birthright. A birthright that she’s always seen as a competition, even though she’d won right out the gate and Isabella’s so stupid that it took literally being disowned to see that she never stood a chance.“Oh, th
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