All Chapters of Revenge Of The Scarred Billionairess : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Unknown I stared at my husband’s bruised face yet again and I didn't know what to make of it.“She fucking seduced me, I don't know how. I didn't fall for it but she's been trying that for a while now” Vincent explained to me and I kept staring at him, eyebrows raised as if I didn't believe a word of it. It all made me so angry, because he hadn't even thought that he should tell me about it. But then again what do I expect? “I am telling you nothing but the truth Cory. I love you, I would never betray what we have.” Vincent said. His face showed that he was sincere. I just wished I could see it more clearly. It was so damn hard when I couldn't look into his eyes anymore. My body started reacting every time that I had to close my own. “So you didn't plan a secret meeting with her that got out of hand?” I asked him in disbelief. “And then what happened?” Because I have found out exactly what happened and I'd like to find out the details from you too. People are already talking Vinc

DarcyFor a week it had become a routine. My evenings were spent with Claire and sometimes they were more therapeutic than I thought. Somehow Claire had also noticed that I was always in a bad mood each evening and tried to cheer me up, she even let me have candies, chocolate candies, which tasted like they were made with love, of course, they were made from her love or given from love. But I was bored. Rhys was making me crazy. I couldn't leave the house, he didn't let me. He said I was a magnet for trouble and it wasn't entirely false.I was returning to my room when I bumped into Rhys.“Careful Tessa” his blue eyes danced to a weird rhythm, and his voice was rich as usual. For the first time, he was wearing a navy blue shirt and it did too well to complement his skin and those eyes. His hair called out to me and I tried not to think of how much I had dug my hands into it while he pumped into me.His blue eyes danced with mischief and I realized I had been starting- inappropriatel

Rhys Sex with Tessa was magic, it was enchanting and I wouldn't lie about not being intoxicated. It felt like the first time whenever our bodies met, I didn't seem to get enough, I didn't want to get enough, I couldn't. Nothing was worth hearing like her moans and soft screams, her pleas for more and more I gave, more I craved.I had gotten home from securing a new position at the fund raisers meeting. I felt uneasy, everything was making me uneasy and I was suddenly worried about Tessa. Was she alright? She wasn't in her room “Where is Tessa?” I asked, I watched as the maids rushed through what they were doing before their eyes turned to Tessa.“She hasn't been in here today, I gave her some books she is probably reading them” Claire finally spoke up.She must be in her favorite part of the garden. I smiled at the memory of taking her in that same place, muffling her moans with kisses while the cold breeze caressed our skins.It was then I heard screams, from females, it sounded l

RhysI woke up to myself on the bed, there was no sign of the golden skin beside me, there was no hair sprawling out over the pillow next to me, and no one snoring lightly in bed beside me. I sat up in confusion. Where were the colorful walls and windows? It took me a while to register that I was in my room, I had not gone back to Tessa's room, I must have slept off and didn't return to Tessa’s room.“I am awake Claire” she answered from inside.I didn't say it was not Claire, I opened the door and went in.She had her back turned to me, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, a canvas was in front of her. She was holding a book and she had a pen sticking out her mouth. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. It would have been cute if I didn't still feel guilty.She looked up.“Oh, it's you,” she said calmly.Her attention was back on the book, and she was focused. Her brows creased slightly in concentration.“Why are you reading so early?” I asked to walk closer to her, I wanted t

RhysShe didn't say she loved me back or anything, she was just angry.I felt selfish for not thinking about her, for just wanting her to keep the baby.I went back into my office and worked relentlessly on the papers throwing my anger and frustration into it It helped, but not enough. My insides growled with fury, I could hear the constant bashing of my anger’s teeth, I needed to control it or it would scare Tessa. I knew she was having problems, the new news about the baby was probably making her more anxious than usual but there wasn't any need to panic. I almost let out humourless laughter at the thought of that. Here I was having the toughest mental battle and I was thinking of Tessa and the fetus. Thinking about not wanting to scare her, I didn't want to hurt her, something was welcoming about her arms, her soft warm body, I loved being close to her, she smelled like heaven and she calmed me down, no one could ever do that. No one could be as strong and brave and passionate a