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17. Kennedy
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Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 18. Fiancé
Ripley’s pov How could he do this to me? I watched myself in the elevator mirror. My face was red, my mascara had run so badly that it made me look like a freaking panda, and I hated myself for feeling this heartbroken. It was my own fault for trusting Cas. When I met Cas, I knew he was an arrogant and selfish man, but yet I had grown to care for him. How could someone play with my life like that, or that of my girls? I was a dumb game to him. God, I was so stupid! This morning, I was so excited to see Cas again. We had texted each other last night, and he said he would probably be in the gym when I started work, but I had still done my best to look nice for Cas and brought a nice outfit to change into for our lunch. He had said he wanted to discuss the contract, which I hoped meant that we would cancel the whole thing and start dating for real. Of course, I needed the money, but it felt weird accepting it when I had genuine feelings for him. It didn’t matter now anyway, becau
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 19. Marriage
Cas’ pov It’s been a week since I’ve been home, and all I’ve done is focus on work while Kennedy and my mother have been busy redesigning the living room and main bedroom. It doesn’t fucking matter anyway. She can have my bedroom. I am not sleeping in there with that bitch. When she first rang the doorbell at my villa near the beach, I threw the door back in her face. “Cassius, we are getting married. You’re being petty.” She had said. “Petty… Fucking petty?” I scoffed. “You were cruel. There were many ways to make sure I stopped seeing Ripley, and you chose the one that hurt the most. You’re fucking evil.” Emmy looked at me through the glass door. “Open the door, Cassius. Once we get married, this will be my home too. Or do you want me to get your parents involved?” Like I was a fucking child. So I walked off, went back to my office, and started work. But true to her damn word, Emmy did indeed involve my mom. And mother dearest was happy to help. I thought about canceling th
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 20. Help
Ripley’s pov Running around frantically, not sure what to do or who to call. I had already called the police, but they couldn’t help me yet. And while I could hire someone with the money Cas gave me, I didn’t even know where to start. I couldn’t think; all I could do was imagine the worst possible outcomes, and that wasn’t helpful at all. But Cas would. He would have people who knew how to help. He would know who to hire and what the next steps were. I dialed Cas' number, not caring about my pride anymore. This was for my girls, and despite Cas’ behavior, I suspected he would want to help me. I prayed that he wouldn’t hang up on me or be angry with me. During our day at Disneyland, I saw him care for River and Rose. Or was that fake? I had to take the chance. “Ripley…” “Cas, I need your help.” I said, barely being able to speak. I felt like I was losing my mind. When I heard him say he was on his way, a weight lifted off my shoulders. If anyone could help, he could. Right?
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 21. Wait
Cas’ pov “I’m on my way,” I said, grabbing my car keys. “Tell me what happened.” I walked past the window, where Kennedy was glaring at me. She couldn’t start yelling because the interviewer and camera guy were still there. Not that I gave a fuck about any of that now. “They took River and Rose." Ripley whimpered through the phone. “I’m taken the helicopter.” I said to Ripley, knowing it would get me to her in half the time. It was a two-hour drive from the city, but if I pushed the pilot, I’d be there in under an hour. “You have a helicopter?” Ripley asked, sniffling. “Focus, Ley. Who took them, when, and where?” “The daycare at the hotel and Oliver’s parents, about two hours ago.” Ripley answered. “I’m at home, trying to find pictures for the police, but I am not sure what else to bring.” “You’ll get a call in about five minutes; do whatever he says and text me your location in an hour. I’ll handle the rest.” I said. “We’ll get them back, Ripley. I promise.” “Thank you, Cas
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 22. Pity
Rose’s pov Why was Mommy not here? Grandma said she was coming too. I was scared to ask, but we had been in the car for very long. I needed to pee, but Grandpa looked angry every time I saw his face in the mirror. “I need to pee,” I whispered to River. “We need to pee,” River said. My sister always helps me. “Not yet, girls," Grandma said. I started wiggling in my seat. Grandma didn’t like it when I made a mess. “We weally need to pee,” River said again. “Just wait!” Grandpa yelled, and it started to get wet and warm in my underwear. O, no….. Tears were coming to my eyes. I miss mommy. Grandpa and Grandma will yell when they see I’ve peed in my pants. “I peed a little,” I whispered to River. River looked at me, “it’s okay, wose. Mommy will come soon.” I shook my head. Mommy and Grandma had yelled at each other. They were angry at each other, and we had moved to another house. They weren’t friends anymore. River stuck her hand out, and I did the same, holding each other ha
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 23. Helicopter
Cas' pov Fuck! What kind of dumbass am I? Apparently, the the kind that makes matters worse for a mother whose kids just got kidnapped. All I wanted was to give Ripley a break from everything, and when she asked me to have sex with her, it was hard to refuse. In hindsight, I should have told her then that it was probably a bad idea, but really, how do you say that in a nice way without sounding like a dick? Not that I could think when she asked me that. I wanted to sleep with Ripley fucking badly. But it was a bad idea. Whatever we were was confusing enough, and Ripley had enough shit on her plate already. But god, she felt so tight, and I was so in the moment that I didn’t even remember if I put on a condom or not. Sitting on her bed naked, I looked down. Not…. God dammit! With Ripley’s luck, I would have probably gotten her pregnant. She told me she got pregnant when she lost her virginity, so this woman is fertile as fuck. I always remember to wear a condom, even when I’m
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 24. Thanks
Ripley’s pov It’s been almost a week since I brought my girls home. Cas offered to hang around, and while I was thankful for his help, I wanted to be alone with my girls for now. He said I could take as long off from work as I needed and offered paid leave. When I joked if that was available for all employees, he was silent for a bit and then said it should be. I wasn’t sure what he was planning to do, but I didn’t have the energy in me to ask. It seemed all the stress from the kidnapping was catching up to me because I felt exhausted. Not just because I barely slept. But because part of me was still on high alert. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to leave them with someone else again. After we lost my dad, I didn’t realize how his sudden death had affected me. Not until I became very concerned every time Oliver would be late. It was even worse after Rose and River were born. Constant worry about them. I checked if they were breathing several times at night. When Oliver suddenl
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 25. Postpone
Cas’ pov.Being with Ripley, if only for a day, a day filled with tears and worry, had been better than most of my days. And it wasn’t just because we had sex, albeit brief. It had been nice to feel needed and helpful. I was aware the only reason Ripley had called was because she knew I had the money and resources she needed to find the girls. I know I have no right to complain about my life. There are people who are starving, and I have several homes and a whole fucking list of people to cater to my every demand. But it isn’t easy to trust people when I know most of them just want my money. And I wish Ripley needed me for more. When I first started to work, I tried my best to be helpful and to support charities. Not just because it makes me look good to the public, but because I have more money than I can spend. It’s not fair that some have nothing. I work fucking hard for my money. I work 80 hours a week sometimes, but so do a lot of people who make a whole lot less money.Ripl
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