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Chapter Fifty Two How He Began To Text Her
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Sexting the Billionaire Chapter Fifty Six The Date
Sarah’s POVWe sat behind a marble table at Madam Divine Great, one of the best, in fact, if not the best restaurant in Marinda View. The rich and the powerful dined here, the type of people whose names carried weight and whose perfume lingered long after they left.I had never stepped foot in this kind of place before. The chandeliers glowed like soft fire above our heads, the scent of roasted meat and expensive wine hung in the air, and every plate that passed looked like art. But now, because of Dave, I was here.“So, do you come here often?” I asked, pretending it was a casual question, though deep down I was curious. A man who could afford this place wasn’t just doing well; he was successful. And if this was one of his usual spots, then maybe he was doing even better than I thought.He chuckled softly, that deep kind of laugh that made people look our way. He raised his hand to signal the waiter while keeping his eyes fixed on me with a small, teasing smile tugging at his lips.“
Sexting the Billionaire Chapter Fifty Five. The Outside Talk
Sarah’s POV“Answer me already! I am running late for work!” the voice blared from behind Dave like an emergency alert, snapping me out of my daze.“Oh!” I gasped, startled.“I apologize,” I said quickly, my tone sincere. I had been so carried away catching up with Dave that I didn’t even realize the queue behind him had grown restless. People were frowning, tapping their feet impatiently, each eager to grab their coffee and rush to wherever life demanded them next.“Dave huh…” I let the words trail off. I didn’t want to sound rude by ending our conversation abruptly, but I also didn’t want to delay the customers any longer. Surely, Dave would understand that this was my working hour, right?“Oh! I apologize,” he said suddenly, turning toward the people behind him. Then, in a gesture that caught everyone by surprise, he bowed slightly like a humble servant.“I’ll just wait over there in that corner until you’re done with your shift,” he added with a polite smile.“And please,” he rais
Sexting the Billionaire Chapter Fifty Four Sarah at The Cafe
Sarah’s POVI couldn’t take my mind off what I saw earlier this morning. No matter how many times I tried to shake it off, it replayed in my mind like a haunting tune that refused to fade.“So, what about Sarah? Is she okay too?”Those words blaring at me from Cynthia’s phone could only mean one thing. Only one person could call me that way. Only one person said my name with that tone, Abraham.It couldn’t be possible that Cynthia was talking to one of her friends and would allow them to refer to me so rudely. She had never disrespected me before. She was a sweet, thoughtful girl, always careful not to hurt my feelings. So, why now? Why would she let anyone speak about me like that, unless the person on the other end was someone she trusted deeply?Only one explanation made sense. Abraham must have found a way to exchange numbers with Cynthia, and now he was secretly texting her. The realization tightened my chest, stirring a deep ache I thought I had buried long ago.“A cup of coffee
Sexting the Billionaire Chapter Fifty Three The Content of The Text
Abraham’s POVIt was as though she had been waiting for me to text her. Because the moment I typed, “Hi, how are you doing?” her reply came in almost instantly.“Abraham?!” she wrote back, like she had some kind of magic, like she could recognize the energy behind the message even before confirming who sent it.I was stunned, not offended that my daughter called me by my first name, but rather curious. How did she even know it was me? It had been so long, and though a part of me hoped she would still remember, another part feared she had completely erased me from her world.Of course, she had every right not to call me Dad. After everything I did, after how I destroyed the family with my own hands, I had earned the distance she gave me. Still, I couldn’t help but wonder.“Yes dear. It’s me. But how did you know?” I typed, trying to sound casual.“Your display name says Abraham May,” she replied quickly.“Oh!” I exclaimed softly as I typed back, smiling at my own forgetfulness.I had a
Sexting the Billionaire Chapter Fifty Two How He Began To Text Her
Abraham’s POVAll through the night, I couldn’t sleep. I kept rolling on the bed as though the soft mattress beneath me had suddenly turned into thorns. Every position I tried felt wrong. It wasn’t just the bed; it was my mind. My thoughts were restless, circling around everything that had gone wrong, everything that used to be right.I live in a villa now. Not the same house Sarah and I once shared when we were married. That house held too many memories, too many ghosts of laughter and arguments that still echoed in the walls. This villa was supposed to be my new start, my peaceful space. It had so many rooms I could sleep in any one I wanted. Yet peace felt miles away.I left the room I usually preferred, hoping maybe another would help me sleep better. Maybe it was just the bed that was uncomfortable tonight, I told myself. Anything to believe the problem wasn’t me.I walked quietly down the hallway, my feet brushing against the cold marble floor. I stepped into another room, one I
Sexting the Billionaire Chapter Fifty One Around The House
Sarah’s POV“Knock Knock!”Cynthia’s room was the first I visited the following morning. The sun had barely risen, and the house was still quiet, but I couldn’t rest until I saw her. I needed to check up on her, to see for myself how she was truly feeling after everything that happened.Yesterday was supposed to be a fun-filled day. We had planned to spend hours at the national park, enjoy the breeze, maybe take a few pictures by the lake, then drive back to Marinada View for some luxurious shopping. It was meant to be a day of laughter, a little freedom from our routines, a mother-and-daughter escape. We were supposed to let go, buy whatever caught our eyes, and not care about how much we were spending.But instead, it turned into the worst day of her life.She was kidnapped. Her life had literally flashed before her eyes.A child of just fifteen years going through something so terrifying was unimaginable. Even an adult would be scarred for life. How much more my little girl, who s
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