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After 18 Years, Mr. CEO Wants Me Back Chapter 86
I returned to the hospital the next morning with a heavy feeling. I could barely sleep last night, my mind constantly spinning thinking about the baby in my womb. I had to stay calm, I had to stay focused on my work, but every time I tried to concentrate, a strange nausea rose in my stomach.That morning, as I was reviewing patient files in my office, the nausea hit me suddenly. I felt my stomach turn, and unable to hold it back, I ran to the nearest toilet. I vomited violently, emptying my stomach until I felt weak and dizzy. I sat on the bathroom floor, my head resting against the cold wall, feeling cold sweat soaking my body."I can't keep going like this. I have to be able to control this."I spent a few minutes in the toilet, trying to calm myself. I washed my face with cold water, looking at my reflection in the mirror. My face was pale, my eyes were puffy, and there were dark circles under my eyes. I looked like someone who was exhausted, and that wasn't a good look for a famou
After 18 Years, Mr. CEO Wants Me Back Chapter 85
I woke up the next morning with my body feeling completely wrecked. Every muscle ached, my thighs were still trembling, and there was a stinging soreness between my legs. Damian was no longer beside me. I heard the sound of water running from the bathroom, he was probably showering.I stared at the ceiling, feeling a mix of emotions that was hard to describe. The memories of last night were still fresh in my mind, every sigh, every thrust, every dirty word that came out of our mouths. But beneath all of that, there was something gnawing at my heart. Something I couldn't ignore.I had been feeling a strange dizziness for the past few days. At first I thought it was just fatigue, but the dizziness wouldn't go away. Even this morning, when I tried to get up, the world felt like it was spinning. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to steady myself.After Damian finished showering and went to the kitchen to make breakfast, I forced myself to get up. I walked carefully toward the bathroom
After 18 Years, Mr. CEO Wants Me Back Chapter 84
I was still panting on the bed when Damian pulled out for a moment, his cock—still hard and slick with cum—slapping against my thigh. His eyes were dark, his breathing heavy, but there was no sign he was ready to stop.“We’re not done. Tonight I’m gonna use this pussy until you can’t even walk.”He flipped me onto my back again, pushing both my legs up high until my knees almost touched my chest. In that deep missionary position he slammed back inside me in one hard thrust.“AHHH! FUCK… SO DEEP!”Damian started pounding me without mercy. His cock drove all the way to my cervix, every thrust making the bed creak loudly. I screamed, hands clutching the sheets.“Ahh… ahh… fuck… harder… wreck me!”He leaned down, biting my nipple while he kept thrusting.“Your pussy’s still so fucking tight… ahh… keep squeezing my cock, you slut.”Not long after, he pulled out and flipped me into doggy. My ass was shoved high, his hands gripping my hips hard, then his cock slammed into me from behind brut
After 18 Years, Mr. CEO Wants Me Back Chapter 83
I stared at him in silence, his words hanging in the air. “You’re the only one who can fill it.”That sentence cut deep. I wanted to laugh in his face, wanted to call it bullshit. But his eyes weren’t lying. There was regret there. There was love that still burned.“Damian… You have no idea what I’ve done. What I’m still thinking about.”He stroked the back of my hand. “Then tell me. I can take it.”I shook my head. The words about the bank account, about the plan to run, about the revenge, they all stuck in my throat. Instead, I leaned in. My lips crashed against his, rough and hungry.The kiss turned feral instantly. Damian groaned deep in his chest, his hands clamping hard around my waist as he dragged me onto his lap. I climbed on, knees bracketing his hips, grinding my already soaked pussy against the hard bulge of his cock through his pants.“Ahh… fuck,” I moaned against his mouth. “Your cock’s already so fucking hard.”Damian growled, hands squeezing my ass roughly.“Because of
After 18 Years, Mr. CEO Wants Me Back Chapter 82
A few weeks had passed since Damian gave me access to his bank accounts. Every day, I checked the balance, counted the numbers that kept growing, and planned my next move. Damian truly trusted me. He never asked about my spending, never suspected my motives. He only smiled whenever I mentioned wanting to buy something, and said, "That's your money too, sweetheart. You're free to use it."But something had changed inside me. Every time Damian smiled at me, every time he held me gently, every time he said he loved me, I felt something strange in my chest. Guilt. Guilt because I had lied to him, because I had played with his feelings, because I had planned to destroy him.One night, after Damian had fallen asleep, I sat alone in the living room, staring at a cup of cold tea. My mind was in chaos. I held my phone, opened the banking app, and looked at Damian's account balance, money that was almost mine. I could transfer all that money now, leave, and never come back. That had been my pla
After 18 Years, Mr. CEO Wants Me Back Chapter 81
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. My anger was still burning, but in the corner of my heart, I realized something. This argument, this fight, all these explosive emotions, wouldn't solve anything. I could keep shouting and accusing, but that would only push Damian further away, and I would lose control of the situation.I looked at Damian who was still sitting in the chair, his shoulders slumped, his face pale and exhausted. He looked shattered, like a man who truly regretted his mistakes. And for a moment, I almost felt sorry for him. But then, I remembered my goal. I remembered why I married him. I remembered all the pain he had caused me eighteen years ago.I had to take control of his wealth. That was my goal from the start, and I couldn't let my emotions get in the way of my plan. If I kept arguing with him, if I kept showing my distrust, he would become more wary and it would be harder for me to get what I wanted.I closed my eyes for a moment, steadying my breat
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