All Chapters of Babysitting My Ex-Fiance's Son- Taming My Cold CEO: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

After putting Vincent to sleep, she stepped out of the tent and ventured deep into the woods to relieve herself. A flicker of unease stirred within her at the thought of going in alone but she dismissed it. The sun was up and beaming. This wasn't her first time staying in the woods anyway, back in her teen years she had taken a lot of trips with her friends. Dante was out somewhere, entertaining his endless business calls. Katty and others were sprawled across the blanket in the distance, engrossed in animated conversation. The woman made sure to zip the tent for Vincent's safety. After relieving herself, she was coming back to the tent when she realised she had lost her way. After struggling for some time, she finally found her way back only to be met with an unexpected sight. Everyone looked visibly tensed, searching frantically for something. Dante came out of a tent, his expression was strained with worry. "What's wrong?" Maya questioned as she came closer, instantly catching hi

The warmth of the bonfire bathed them in its golden hue, flickering across their heat-flushed cheeks as they surrendered themselves to each other. She shifted slightly in his lap, moaning and gasping as he kissed her without holding back. His hands were all over her body, his mouth crushing hers with a sense of urgency. She was locked in his embrace of seduction, destined to stay within them forever. His lips moved against hers, hungry and eager, determined to consume her from inside and out. Her lips were intoxicating- an addictive mixture of sweetness and raw desire. He moved his hands along the curve of her spine, a grunt vibrating with desire escaped his mouth. She was perfect. She inched away, breaking their kiss. Her lips hovered above his, tantalising his nerves, teasing his cock. Their breath mixed in one, their heart beating in sync. The flames along with mischief dancing in her blue eyes as she tilted her head backward, exposing the slope of her neck. Dante sucked in a br

"You are mad at me?" he questioned, walking into the room. She turned away without uttering a word. Dante drew a heavy sigh and sauntered towards her. He came to stand beside his woman and gazed down at his son. The boy rewarded him with a bright smile, melting his heart."Hi there," he cooed, leaning closer to him. The boy sneezed, his tiny body shaking with the motion. A spray of spit landed on Dante's face."Very good," Dante sighed, leaning away. Maya's mouth curved into an approving smile."My smart boy," Maya praised her son, happy to see how he avenged her. Dante scowled. "So I am the enemy now," he stated, looking at her with slightly narrowed eyes. A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes. She didn't respond and kept swaying Vincent. Her silent treatment and ignoring games were her worst torture methods. "I didn't know she would do something like that," he shared with a sigh. She stopped in her movements and raised her gaze to his. "Sometimes she forgets she is just a

"Come in," she answered, her tone tinged with mild annoyance at the interruption. A man came in, carrying a large bouquet of roses. She got up from her chair, confused. The man extended the bouquet towards her. She stared at the bouquet, hesitant to take it."This is for you," he clarified, noticing her hesitation. "For me?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. She took the bouquet and began searching for a note. There it was nestled among the crimson blossoms. A knowing smile spread across her face as she realized who the sender was. "I'll take my leave," the man said. She nodded absently, her entire focus centered on the card. She opened the note, and her smile grew into a full-blown grin as she read it: "I Love You," in all caps. She gently brushed her fingers over the letters, her heart blooming like those flowers. You are my heaven. It is a simple sentence but deep enough to stir butterflies in her stomach. She couldn't stop smiling as she read and reread his confession. Bringi

"You okay?" Miguel questioned after noticing her dour mood. "I am good," Maya answered flatly. Her lips pursed by suppressed fury. "Alright. Get up. We have somewhere to be," Miguel prompted her. Maya frowned. "Where to? You didn't say anything about going anywhere" she asked"It was last minute," he stated. Maya drew a sigh before getting to her feet. He hadn't stopped calling and messaging her since morning. But her anger hadn't eased a bit. Actually, she was more hurt than angry. She cut yet another call and followed Miguel out. She was determined to not forgive him this easily. He pulled over in front of a restaurant. They took their seat at the table in the corner. "Who are we meeting?" Maya questioned, drawing out her tab from the bag to jot down notes. "They'll be here any minute," Miguel said, taking a quick glance at his watch. Maya nodded while Miguel beckoned a waiter."Two drinks for us," he ordered. Maya didn't object. She was also craving something strong to fo