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44. Boss
Naomi D.Sorry for the delay. It was the anniversary of my father's death this weekend and I wanted to be in the right mindset to write. It's been 18 years, so I was fine. Just a bit more sad than normal. Most of Ripley's backstory is based on my own life, only embelished a bit. Especially the part about her mom. My dad died when I was 19. anyway. I am really happy you're enjoying the story. I'm also plotting a new story for Nivia, from Alpha Brax. But will force myself to wait with that one, until i have more time.
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Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 45. Quiet
Ripley’s pov I don’t know whether it was all the sex or the exhaustion from his hellish honeymoon, but Cas, who famously always wakes up before the crack of dawn, is now sleeping in like a little baby. Well, no. Not a baby. A very handsome, very capable, very very good in bed man. Damn. I have never, ever in my life had sex like that. And maybe that’s not saying much, since I’ve only had sex with Oliver, and that was just vanilla sex. Sex, where we both didn’t really know much and didn’t feel that comfortable experimenting. Or maybe it’s because Cas makes me feel sexy in a way that nobody else has. When he looks at me, it’s impossible to feel shy. There’s so much love and admiration in his eyes, and I know that even if I did do something weird, he’d just find it cute. My girls were both still sleeping too, but I couldn’t. So I put on the big fluffy robe and walked around the giant mansion, where Cas’ staff was already busy at work. He said that soon he’d have to let them go sinc
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 46. A Break
Cas’ pov “What are you doing?” Ley looked at me, slightly embarrassed. “What do you mean?” she asked. “You don’t have to tell the girls not to touch anything. I’ve told you, it’s fine.” Ripley shook her head, “everything is really fancy and expensive.” I know I’ve said I don’t feel at home at this house, but I did once I brought Ripley and her girls here. It finally felt like a real home, not just one of my houses. Mabe, that’s why I often stay at hotels, because I never felt the difference between being home or away. I’ve never felt the relief of being in your own space. That whole coming home thing is not something I’ve ever felt. Maybe my home is Ripley, which sounds fucking pathetic, and I am not going to say it out loud. But she doesn’t feel like she can move around freely here. She’s scared I’ll get pissed off if the girls make a mess or break something. Is it my fault? Is Ripley scared of me because of the way I treated her when I was her boss? Fuck. “Why don’t you
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 47. Fight
Ripley’s pov “Maybe we should talk about what happened today?” I suggested after I put the girls down. Today had been perfect, mostly, but there had been some tension, and I didn’t think it was healthy to let that stay there. I was raised to talk about your feelings and to share what’s bothering you so you can resolve it. Otherwise, it will start to fester, and what started as something small will become something big. “Couldn’t we just try that one position again?” Cas said, walking towards me, looking as sexy as ever. “We tried many positions tonight, so I am not sure which one you’re referring to…” I said. Maybe we could talk after sex, because it was becoming hard to focus on anything else than this beautiful man smirking at me like he was reading my dirty mind. “Or... have you ever had sex in a pool?” Cas suggested. “We have a really big house, mostly for ourselves. I’m willing to have sex in every room if it makes you feel more at home.” I sighed. I guess we did need to ta
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 48. Drown
Cas' pov “How are you even breathing down there?” Ripley asked, trying to pool me up from the water. “I’m not…” I clarified. Did she think I could breathe under water? Ripley giggled, “why would you swim down there to do um, that and then almost drown?” I smirked at my girl, “I’m not drowning, and you can say the words, Ley. I swam down to your pussy to lick and eat it out. And I can hold my breath for a minute or so. It’s fine. I just come up for air when I need it.” Ripley shook her head, “no. I don’t want your death on my conscience. I can already imagine the tabloids. “Cassius Hemming was found dead and naked in the pool. Drowned by his girlfriend’s genetalia.” “First of fucking all, you make it sound really gross. Call her your pussy or your vagina, even. Genetalia sounds weird. And I am not drowning, but I don't want you to stress out.” I picked Ripley’s naked body up from the pool and placed her on the side before pushing her legs apart. “Better?” She nodded, and I dove
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 49. Work
Ripley’s pov “I don’t want to go.” Cas whined like a little child. How could I still find this man so incredibly sexy even when he used this annoying voice? It’s probably the muscles. And how sweet he has been these last few days! When I first met Cas, I could have never expected him to be this sweet. He’s like a gentle giant, a prickly pear, and, um, a walnut? Or an onion with many layers? Yeah, I’m done with the analogies. He’s just a tough-looking guy with the sweetest heart. “Did you hear me?” Cas pouted. “I hear you, you big baby. Now get your big boy pants on, because we can handle this. The sooner you get this over with, the sooner you can come home to us. And I mean, my home, because I am really behind with packing.” “I want you to take my big boy pants off so I can fuck you instead,” Cas replied, pulling me against him. I squealed and giggled, “I am not, or should I say, she is not ready for round whatever the number is. Give Ripley junior a chance to heal from all you
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 50. Meeting
Cas’ pov As soon as I walked into the office, it was like I had regressed to my old self. My walls came up, and I knew I had to watch my fucking back. As much as I knew I had to talk to my dad, I was in no fucking mood to start my day like that, so I went into my office and checked on everything that I'd missed. My perfect assistant, Denina, was there to help me sift through everything that needed to be done. She also brought me my favorite coffee and asked me about the girls. I had shown her some pictures of the last few days and told her about our days. It felt really great to be able to talk about Ripley. I could be myself around Denina, well, mostly, because my door could open any minute, and that made it hard to fully relax. Most of the work had been handled, but a few things were still left to do, so I got to emailing the right people and checking other things. I won’t bore you with the details, because honestly, it’s really fucking tedious work most of the time. Working ha
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 51. Cake
Ripley’s pov Thankfully, the girls were too busy playing with their dolls to even notice the TV had turned on or to have heard any of the bullshit that came out of Kennedy’s mouth. The crap had started hitting the fan, and this was just the beginning. Knowing Kennedy, this interview was the first of many. She would continue to use this divorce to better her image while at the same time tarnishing Cas’. It surprised me that she didn’t mention me, but maybe Cas had really made an impact when he told her to keep my family out of her mouth. Should I text Cas? Or would that add even more stress? Why wasn’t he calling? Did the meeting last this long? That annoying anxiety that I used to have came back. That thought that Cas was dead somewhere. I knew it wasn’t logical; it was because my dad died unexpectedly, and now every time someone didn’t respond, it triggered something. But that interview really didn’t help my anxiety. Even packing was becoming impossible because I was unable to s
Mommy Is Dating A Billionaire 52. Keep Things In
Cas’ pov “So, tell me everything.” Ripley said. As much as I knew it would help, I just wanted to forget about today and try to see if I could break that inflatable mattress. Ripley rolled her eyes, “Cas, I can see you smirking. I am not having sex with you until you tell me about today. It’s not healthy to keep it in.” “You first.” I had no fucking clue if Ripley had a stressful day, but there were paparazzi outside, so that couldn’t be fun, and packing sounds boring as shit. But it was a nice way to postpone the inevitable. Ripley sighed, “I packed some stuff, then we went to the store, and that’s it.” I chuckled. Ripley had never been able to say anything in so few words. She wasn’t sharing, either. “It’s not healthy to keep things in...” I teased my girl. She scoffed, “fine. I got stressed when I didn’t hear from you because of my dad and the girls being taken and everything, and then those stupid men stood outside, and I tried to pretend it was fine for the girls, but it w
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