All Chapters of Falling For My Billionaire Ex : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ElliotI sat in my office, staring blankly at the untouched pile of paperwork in front of me. For the first time in years, I couldn’t focus. The numbers blurred together, and the graphs looked like meaningless squiggles. All I could think about was Susan.Her laugh. The way her lips felt against mine. The softness of her skin. The way she whispered my name last night, with a mix of hesitation and desire that drove me insane.I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair as fragments of the night played over and over in my head like a broken record.It had started innocently enough...a boss and his subordinate sharing a drink. But by the end of the night, we had crossed a line I wasn’t sure we could come back from. And honestly? I wasn’t even sure I wanted to.Last night, I saw a side of Susan she kept hidden so well...a vulnerable, unguarded version of herself. She let me in, even if just for a few hours. And now, I couldn’t shake the feeling of wanting more.The sound of

SusanIt had been a week. Seven excruciatingly long days.The first two days were manageable—or so I convinced myself. After our conversation where I made it clear last week that whatever happened between us was a mistake, Elliot had taken me at my word. Or at least, that’s what it seemed like. He didn’t stop by my office. He didn’t acknowledge my presence when we passed each other in the hall.But by day three, things started to change.I walked into work that morning, coffee in hand, only to find a note on my desk from Gerald.“Please see me immediately regarding your office assignment.”What on earth?When I arrived at his office, Gerald greeted me with that ever-present, professional smile of his.“Good morning, Ms Hart. I hope you’re doing well,” he began, his tone overly chipper.I raised an eyebrow, already suspicious. “What’s this about my office assignment?”“Ah, yes. There’s been a change,” he said, sliding a folder across his desk toward me. “Mr. Prescott has decided it’s b

Elliot⁰She lay beneath me, her body warm and soft against mine, her breaths still uneven from the storm we’d just weathered together. Her hair was a wild mess against the cushions, her skin flushed and glowing in the dim light of my living room.But I couldn’t look away from her lips—swollen and glistening, slightly parted as she caught her breath.I wasn’t done with her. Not by a long shot.My body was still taut with need, the evidence of my desire pressing against her thigh, making it impossible to ignore.As if sensing my thoughts, her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine. There was something in her gaze—something raw and unguarded that made my chest tighten.But I didn’t let myself linger on it. Not now.Instead, I leaned down, brushing my lips against hers in a kiss that started gentle but quickly deepened, growing more urgent with each passing second.Her soft moan as I kissed her sent a shiver down my spine, spurring me on.I trailed my lips down her jawline, my stubble grazing

ElliotWaking up, I instinctively reached out, expecting to find her warm presence beside me. But the bed was empty, and for a moment, I frowned. Then it all came rushing back: the way her lips trembled against mine, how her body yielded to my touch, and the fire in her eyes when she let go of every defense.I groaned, scrubbing a hand over my face. Last night was perfect, and yet, she wanted to keep it a secret.I understood her concerns—hell, I did—but I wasn’t exactly the kind of man who could simply pretend. Every time I looked at her now, all I’d see was how her back arched, how her nails dug into my skin as she whispered my name like it was her only prayer.I wasn’t built for playing it cool.Still, for Susan, I’d try. At least for now.That didn’t mean I wouldn’t remind her. Subtlety wasn’t my strong suit, but I could adapt when needed.The day at the office was long, and without her in close proximity, it was unbearable. She was still setting up in her newly customized space—a

Susan The second I shut the door, I barely had time to breathe before Elliot was on me. His lips crashed against mine, urgent and demanding, as if he had been starving for this moment just as much as I had. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me so close I could feel every hard inch of him pressing against me.A soft whimper escaped my lips when his fingers tangled in my hair, tilting my head back to deepen the kiss. His tongue swept inside my mouth, teasing and claiming, and I melted against him, my body betraying me with how desperately I needed him.He groaned into my mouth. "You have no idea how much I’ve thought about this," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.I gasped as he lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as if it were second nature. My fingers dug into his shoulders, my lips trailing down his jaw, nipping at his skin as he carried me toward the couch. But before we could reach it, he turned, pressing me against the wall instead, his body caging