All Chapters of The Revenge Of The Billionaire Ex Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Rachael stepped away from the noise, finding a quieter corner away from the laughter and splashing water. She pulled out her phone, dialing Damian’s number, and impatiently waited for him to pick up.“Hey, babe,” Damian’s voice came through, slightly muffled but still warm and familiar.Rachael let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. “Hey, you’ve been gone for a while. I was starting to worry. Everything okay?”Damian chuckled, the sound easing some of her tension. “Yeah, everything’s fine. Just a little drama with a business partner trying to play smart. It got sorted, though. I’m wrapping things up here, and I’ll be back soon.”Rachael smiled, relieved to hear his voice and that everything was under control. “Good. I miss you,” she admitted softly, her voice barely above a whisper.Damian’s tone shifted, becoming more teasing and playful. “Oh, you miss me, huh? Well, I’ve been thinking about you too, baby. And when I get back tonight…” He paused, his voice dropping low

Jamal’s laughter echoed as he ran toward Damian, his little legs moving as fast as they could carry him. “Uncle Damian!” he called out, his voice filled with joy that made the tension in the air feel momentarily lighter. Damian crouched just in time to catch him, lifting Jamal effortlessly, ruffling his curly hair with a playful smile.“There’s my Superman!” Damian grinned, holding the boy close. “How was the party, champ?”Jamal beamed, his excitement bubbling over. “The party was really great, Uncle Damian! I swam and ate lots of candies!” His voice dropped suddenly, his smile fading as he looked down. “But... I made Mommy cry.”Damian’s smile faltered, his brow furrowing with concern as he glanced over at Rachael, who stood a few steps away, her expression guarded. “Why was that, buddy?” he asked gently, his gaze flicking between Jamal and Rachael. He could sense something wasn’t right.Before Jamal could answer, Rachael stepped in quickly, her voice tight and strained. “Nothing h

Rachael stood before the mirror, her fingers delicately gliding over her skin as she applied a touch of makeup.She preferred it light—just enough to enhance her features without feeling caked under layers of products. The soft glow of her vanity lights highlighted her natural beauty, but her mind wasn’t on her reflection; it was drifting somewhere far more dangerous.She bit her lip, trying to focus on perfecting the wing of her eyeliner, but the memory of that heated encounter with Adrian in the car earlier that day played on a loop in her mind. She blushed, the corner of her lips twitching into a small smile. She could still feel the heat of his touch, the urgency in his kisses. But underneath that brief thrill was an ache she couldn’t quite shake. How had she ended up here? Tangled in a mess of old wounds and new desires?And then there was Victor. Oh, Victor. The very thought of him sent a shiver down her spine, and not the good kind. It was a cold reminder of the past she’d t

*Warning Explicit Scene*** If you don't like it kindly skip** Damian’s eyes burned with an intense, almost primal hunger as he took in the sight of Sophia’s drenched form.The rain had transformed her dress into a sheer, clinging veil that accentuated every curve of her body. His hands, usually so gentle, now moved with a raw, urgent need, betraying the depth of his desire.“God, Sophia,” he rasped, his voice thick with unrestrained lust. “You look absolutely fucking perfect. I can’t hold back anymore.”He gripped the hem of her dress, pulling it higher until it was bunched around her waist, his eyes devouring the sight of her naked flesh.The dress, now drenched and transparent, revealed every contour of her body. Damian’s control slipped as he marveled at the way her hardened nipples pressed against the wet fabric.Sophia’s breath hitched as Damian’s fingers brushed over her exposed skin. Her body arched towards him instinctively, every touch sending shivers of pleasure through her

Raphael's voice broke through the tense silence, his brow furrowed with disbelief. "Is it true, man? What happened? And why the hell didn’t you tell me about this sooner?"Victor let out a long sigh, his head hanging low as if the weight of the world was pressing down on him. “It’s true, Raphael. Everything. I didn’t tell you because... hell, I don’t even know how to make sense of it myself.”Raphael leaned forward, eyes locked on his friend. “What happened, man? What led to all this?”Victor rubbed his temples, trying to gather his thoughts. “It all started when I went to the pack. I wasn’t looking for trouble, just trying to clear my head. That’s when I saw two boys—young, maybe 7 or 8—searching for their mom. They looked lost, so I decided to help them out. I had no idea that one of them, Jamal, was Rachael’s son.”Victor ran a hand through his hair, pacing back and forth as Raphael's words echoed in his mind. The weight of everything that had happened suddenly felt suffocating, al