All Chapters of MAKE ME MOAN, BOSS: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Julie and I are at a loss for words with these two hotheads. Ray is throttling his wife with his murderous gaze while this witch is trying her best to avoid me and Julie. She is probably ashamed of us catching wind of their acrimonious marriage. As if we care!I am more than aghast. The way Ray is talking to her is so baffling. Actually, it is the way they are both acting—not like some jocund couple swimming on cloud nine with love and adoration, like it was said in the news.But all that aside, I don’t care whether they are blissful or miserable. But did I hear Ray ask this witch what she was doing here? So he did not know, or is it another pretense? How did she find us, then?‘Calm yourself down, Irma! You can never be too certain with these people. This might be yet another charade. They're maybe trying to fool you again with this.’ My inner voice howls, and I think I agree with it. It is too much of a coincidence that he didn’t know his fucking wife was here. Maybe they were toget

“Mr. Rayson, I am asking you to kindly leave us in peace. You know you have no right to be here. Haven’t you caused my friend enough trouble?” Julie speaks.My mind is boiling with a zillion things to say to this jerk. I want to howl all the insolences from that night to him loud and clear. Maybe that will pull him from this heap of oblivion that he is pretending to be. But my anger is so deep that I do not know where to begin. I wish I could just let it all out in a single howl.“That is what your friend keeps shouting at me since I met her days ago. I want to know why. Only then can I understand exactly what I am being crucified for to the point of being denied the right to be a father to my only child!” He spoke, looking at me and not even blinking.Crusified, huh!“Realy? Then I will rub it on your face so that you will stop disturbing my best friend, Rayson. You and …” I grab Julie’s hand, stopping her from talking.This is my own battle. I appreciate her concerns and the will to

We finish setting the table for dinner at around half past one, while I am still mangled with the redoubtable picture upstairs—Ray and my child—because she is not his child as far as I am concerned. My daughter finally won over my bullheadedness, and the stupid jerk won with his mental blackmail too. I had to let him stay for a while and be with his daughter, which he does not deserve at all. But the guy had the bravery to lull himself into sleep in my own house and on my bed. The gut, huh?It is stinging! It is hurting me so much. It is shattering my heart and itching my ass that my daughter is enveloped in the arms of that bastard acting like a loving daddy. I wish I had a strong heart to say no once more to my daughter and kick that jerk’s ass out, because that is what he deserved. Actually, he deserves worse than that. It is said that the judge is in heaven, but I feel like crowing myself as a judge of such crimes here on earth and making my own judgment. I would clear the faces o

I walk up the stairs with my entire body flaring with a combo of rupturing sentiments. If Ray is really innocent, what now? I am sure that will warrant him all the grounds in the world to get close to us—I mean, to his daughter. His urge will grow stronger. He will be unstoppable until he gets what he wants. Then his entire family will come after me and my daughter, most especially that blackhearted, wicked mother of his and his grossly abhorrent wife. It will be utter chaos. And him? Which side will he choose? Can he go against his entire family to protect his daughter from their evil schemes? Will he toss us aside once again, just like he did back then?I saunter into my bedroom, and I find his shoes, coat, and bottle of liquor cluttered on the floor. The guy could not even try to display some little crap of decency in my room. What a jerk! I collect them all. I was meaning to throw them out through the window, but I found myself resting them on the table at the window.I stroll bes

Being atop of him like this awakens all the feelings I felt for him a long time ago. These are things that I have not had time for for five good years. Things that I did not anticipate I would ever feel again, especially for him. And above all, there are things that I am not ready to feel again.This shit is forbidden! Totally forbidden! I have no time for this.I jerk myself away from him, and the good thing is that he did not object. He did not try to hold me back. He just unclasped his hands willingly. He perhaps knows he has no right to cage me with him like that. Pinning me to him as if he has any right or as if what we had meant any fuck to him. It’s a serious offense.I stand near the bed and eventually find myself slamming my butt on the soft mattress as I battle to rock-steady my emotions. How can my stupid body react as if I crashed into an electric spark? How on earth can it react to him this way? Has it forgotten what he put me through?Damn me!Oh, I know. It must be the