All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sinful Affair: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

The folder trembled in Emmeline’s unsteady hands. "You want me to meet Richard and threaten to expose him?" Her voice quivered. "On my own?"Zavian’s fingers pressed into her shoulders. "My knowledge of your ex-husband tells me he won't stand against this card we're about to play. He'll give up the lawsuit without hesitation, despite his lawyer's advice to the contrary."Emmeline shook her head, fear evident in every movement. "I can't sit before him alone and blackmail him with a secret he's kept from everyone. He won't take this lying down." Panic crept into her voice, making it shake. "He'll kill me."Zavian bent closer until his warm breath caressed her face. "You have me, little girl. He wouldn't dare hurt you knowing that." His voice dropped to a hoarse whisper. "We have to exploit his weakness to our advantage."Emmeline searched for moisture in her bone-dry throat. "Do you think we can't win against him in court without forcing him to concede?""Of course we can defeat Richard!

Zavian released the collar of her shirt, his hands finding purchase on either side of her waist. A knowing smirk played across his features as he observed her dazed expression."A few kisses have made you numb," he taunted. "I doubt you'll be able to stop me."Emmeline's right hand drifted from his hair to trace the sharp line of his jaw. "You'll have to keep some of your awareness, then."The moment stretched between them, taut with anticipation, before he grasped the hem of her shirt.Their eye contact broke as he pulled the garment over her head, carelessly tossing it on the nearby sofa.Zavian’s gaze darkened at the sight of her black bra. "Why aren't you wearing anything under your shirt?"Emmeline rested her hands on his broad shoulders, meeting his concerned gaze with calm assurance."How confident are you in your immunity to brave this cold weather with just a woolen shirt?" The genuine worry in his eyes warmed her heart, prompting her to press a gentle kiss on his lips."The w

Zavian’s hand slid away from her, leaving a trail of warmth that lingered on Emmeline’s skin. His darkened eyes roamed boldly over her naked body, unhurried and unapologetic as though he were memorizing every curve, every inch of her.His gaze wasn’t just hungry—it was reverent like she was something sacred. “I long to sanctify every part of you. And I know your body craves my touch just as much as I crave yours.”A teasing smile tugged at the corners of Emmeline’s lips.Her eyes flicked downward, deliberately lingering on the prominent evidence of his desire.“I see your body misses me too.” Her fingers danced lightly over his chest, tracing the ridges of his muscles. She let her nails graze his skin while savoring the way his stomach tightened instinctively in response.“Maybe it’s fair to be discreet,” she continued with amusement. “Your body always betrays you, Zavian. I suppose I’ll just have to learn to read you this way.”Before she could go further, his hand shot out, gripping

Emmeline’s eyes widened. “It’s embarrassing to admit I like adult stories. People will think I’m repressed, and they’ll judge me. I didn’t want you to see me differently.”A sly smile crept on Zavian’s lips.Emmeline’s cheeks burned with embarrassment.“This is the enthusiasm I want from you. Now I know how much you want me and what you’re willing to give up for moments of pleasure.” He pulled his hand away, placing it on one of her breasts.Their eyes locked, the air between them thick with desire.“Hearing the desperation in your voice makes me think about changing my mind,” he teased, brushing his thumb over her nipple.Emmeline leaned her head against his chest, her strength fading as she surrendered to the sensation.“How can I deprive you of your ecstasy when you’re so desperate?” Zavian whispered.With that, the bum gun dipped between her legs and the stream of water hit her in just the right spot.Emmeline’s toes curled. Her lips parted as a low, shuddering sigh escaped her.“Z

Emmeline’s cheeks flushed and quickly looked away. “You’re a dirty man,” she shook her head. “I don’t even know how I got involved with you.”Zavian cupped her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “I’ll let you keep my underwear too,” he said with a smirk. “That way, we’ll be even.”Emmeline was in disbeleif. “You’re insane!” She muttered, pulling away.The sound of Zavian’s phone buzzing broke the moment.He grabbed it from the bed, glancing at the screen.“The delivery guy’s here,” he announced.Emmeline clapped her hands together excitedly. “Finally!”Zavian tossed the phone back on the bed. He quickly pulled on a pair of gray pants and a loose black shirt. Then he left to grab the food while Emmeline lingered in front of the mirror, adjusting the oversized shirt and boxers.“Baby, come to the kitchen,” Zavian called out.“Coming, Papi!” Emmeline teased while hurrying over to him.Zavian’s gaze darkened. He turned sharply toward her from where he stood by the refrigerator with two ca