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Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire chapter 69
I frown at the white box tied with velvet ribbon in her hand. When I take it from her, I recognize the gold embossed logo on the lid.No. No way.Hazel steps inside and locks the door behind her. “What is it? Please, I’ve been dying to know ever since the courier made me sign for it!”I tug on the ribbon and let it fall away. I know that ribbon, though. I know the place it came from. I know the kind of price tags they use.“It’s… silk.” I hold up the first carefully folded layer of cloth inside the box. The fabric feels so unbelievably soft, pouring between my hands as I spread it out. “A silk scarf.”Hazel whistles low. “Damn. Dude is not fooling around! Was that it?”Good question. In true Pasha style, it’s not the only thing in the box. There are two buttery soft cashmere scarves, a handwoven fine linen scarf, and a heavy-but-warm raw silk scarf at the bottom.“Let me guess.” Hazel openly stares at the hickeys on my neck, her mouth twisted in a playful smirk. “Your man is making up
Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire chapter 68
DAPHNE“Daphne, yes. Please come in.” Keith gestures for me to enter his office, where Todd is also waiting. “We’ll make this quick.”My baby flutters and kicks inside my womb, but it’s nothing compared to the knot forming inside my stomach. “What’s up?”Todd clears his throat and glances at his brother. “It’s not that we want?—”“What we want,” Keith cuts in with a sharp glance back, “is for you to maintain some semblance of propriety while you are under our employ.”I swallow. It feels like I’m about to be fired.“We cater to exclusive, dare I say elite, clientele who expect us to conduct ourselves discreetly and appropriately.” Keith leans against the desk and fixes his disapproving stare just below my eyes. “What you do on your own time is none of our business. But it also is not our clients’ business, either. Flaunting your… dalliances, shall we say, is unacceptable. And highly unprofessional.”My fingertips graze the necklace at the base of my throat. Seriously? “This? This is w
Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire chapter 67
PASHAThere are two rules to crashing a political party you haven’t been invited to:Bring your own soldiers.Make sure everyone else can see your guys have zero fucks to give.The security team on hand at La Vinessa isn’t even armed. They’re only there as a facade of safety for the men meeting inside.If it ever comforted those poor bastards at all, that comfort vanishes the second we walk through the ornate doors of the clubhouse.Sofi, striding alongside me, is radiating stress. But to be honest, the only one tense about this is her.Me? I just emptied all my stress into the mother of my unborn child. I’m practically giddy.That’s why, when I interrupt what’s clearly a secret luncheon between Senator Brennan and thirteen of his Senate cronies, I’m grinning ear to ear.“Good afternoon, gentlemen! Fancy finding you here.”Brennan spits his tea back into the cup he was sipping on. “Pasha! Mr. Chekhov! W-what? What are you doing here?”I clap a firm hand on the shoulder of Senator Robi
Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire chapter 66
The hell was I thinking?She purrs to herself as I smooth my hands along her waist, lost in my thoughts as I drink her in. I almost forget why we’re here—and the fact that I’m supposed to be pissed—because every delicious curve of her body has me mesmerized.I hook my thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slowly drag them down her hips. She lifts to help me get them off, but the way her thighs are spread around me make it impossible.Oh, well. Time for Plan B.Daphne stifles a scream at the sound of me ripping her panties apart. I raise the ragged scrap in my hands up to my face and inhale. They’re soaked, rippling with the scent of her.I tuck the ruined panties into my pocket for safekeeping. Then I grab Daphne’s wrists and steer them up to the ceiling strap overhead.“Hold that,” I order. “Don’t even think of letting go until I give you permission.”She obeys with an audible gulp. Reaching up puts her breasts right in my face, which is conveniently exactly where I want them to
Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire Chapter 65
PASHA“Where. Is. My. Mark?” I ask her again.Technically, I do know where it is—the makeup is evident this close.What I don’t know is why the hell she covered it up. The whole point was for her to wear it loud and proud. So dumbasses like Ewing would get the fucking hint and back the fuck off.He shouldn’t even be here. He shouldn’t be allowed to walk inside this building, let alone be here in Daphne’s office.Daphne’s protesting, but I couldn’t hear her even if I wanted to—my blood is roaring through my ears and I’m doing everything possible to not just throw her over my shoulder and carry her out of the art gallery to the car.As it is, I’m shoving her out her office door, my arm firmly wrapped around her.One of her idiot bosses pokes his head out of his office, but I shoot him a glare that dares him to fuck with me. He ducks back inside and I can hear him lock the door.“Pasha!” Daphne whips her head around. I don’t stop, and I don’t let her stop, either. “I haven’t checked with
Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire chapter 64
That blessed silence lasts all of half an hour.At least it’s just some delivery guy. He didn’t do anything to piss me off.Except bring more flowers from people I don’t want to hear from. But that’s not his fault.It’s my parents’.The fact that this bouquet is almost identical to Conrad’s doesn’t surprise me. I’d bet good money that they coordinated his little ambush.I pluck the letter he stuck inside the roses and stare at it. Do I even want to read it? Is it worth the headache?Better yet, do I have a lighter stashed away somewhere?He’s not the only one shoving notes in flowers—there’s a card in the bouquet from my parents, and it’s addressed to Miss Daphne Hamish.I really need to find that lighter.When the door to my office opens once more, I’m ready to chuck the card at the intruder like some ninja throwing star. I almost do it, too—except…“Pasha? What are you doing here?”He’s staring at the yellow roses. “Who the fuck did these come from?” His eyes narrow. “Conrad.”The w
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