Chapter 1

"You need to unwind sometimes too, Penny! You've been working hard for almost six years of your life now! It's good to feel liqour in our bodies, you know," Jessie boredly said as he sat comfortably on the couch in my office.

I smiled at him. "Jess, I have more important--"

"... things to do, and going to the bar is just a waste of time." He cut me off, mocking my favorite words. "Penny, a night of enjoying life won't cost you a billion. I understand that you want to take care of your position and the company that you have built. But, aren't you sick in this office of yours? Don't you want to have something new in your life aside from just facing your computer all day? Come on, Pen."

I sighed. I get his point, though. But I'm just literally not fond of partying anymore. Aside from my primary priority right now is my company and my position, I also have my son to take care of.

A smile escaped from my lips as I thought about Jared.

"And don't you ever say that you have Jared to take care of because really he also wants you to go out sometimes." It seems like he read what's on my mind. He narrows his eyes at me as he stands up, shaking his head at me like he finds something creepy. "Or maybe you're still into your ex-husband?"

My forehead creased. "Jess!"

He continued, though. "Do you miss his touch all the time? And you're afraid of going to the club because you might remember your past with him."

"Okay, okay! I'll join you tonight!"

His laughter roars inside my office. I rolled my eyes at him. He really knows what buttons to push just to make me say yes to him, huh?

"Thank you, Penny! I just need someone to hold on tonight. I promise you, just this night." He smirked devilishly at me.

I shook my head and continued signing the documents on my table.

It's been six years since Ethan and I divorced. I got into a minor accident that night, and it was Jessie who accidentally hit me. When he found out that I was pregnant, he was so guilty about it that he let me live in his house for almost two years until I was fully recovered. I actually had no idea that I was pregnant. I just learned it the day Jessie did.

It was actually hard, striving for success and raising my son. But the pain that I've felt years ago and my son, Jared, were my biggest inspiration to continue striving. Jessie helped me financially, and I'm thankful for it. I'll forever be thankful for having him beside me.

Sometimes, people ask, when are we going to marry each other? I just laugh it off, though, while Jessie would act like he's disgusted with the thought of it. He's more into guys, you know.

I haven't heard anything from the Falcon anymore since I moved my way out of Boston to San Francisco. So far, our life here is okay. I'm already content with it.

That night, Jessie arrived at my house as early as we had planned. He's really excited, huh? I wonder what he's up to and why he's acting so weird.

"I'm going to have my dinner here," he smirked at me.

Wearing his black suit and slacks, he walked into my house like an iron-clad man. If I didn't know what he really was, I'd think he was a fuck boy.

"Dada Jessie!" My son left the couch full of his toys just to embrace his dada.

"Oh, my baby boy, I have news for you."

Jared looked so interested in his dada. "What is it, Dada?"

"Your mom and I are going out tonight! Finally!" Jessie exclaimed.

My son just laughs. "Mommy already told me, Dada. I'm so happy for her!"

Tears started to form in my eyes. I blink up just to remove those. I smiled sadly at myself.

"I won't bring my car. I'll ride with you," I stated as I helped my son's personal maid prepare our dinner.

Jessie looked at me with wide eyes. "No! Of course not!" My forehead creased at his sudden reaction. He laughed nervously. "It will be better if we'll bring our own car."

I sighed in defeat and just nodded.

After having our dinner, I went to my room to prepare. I wear a black sweetheart top and a black mini skirt. I put on some make-up, brushed, and blew my hair down until I was satisfied. I wear my favorite necklace and put on some accessories, and I'm done.

"Are you sure I'm not going to tuck you into your bed?" I whispered at Jared.

He wants to watch me while we leave. I am bothered by it, actually. This will be the first time I won't tuck him in his bed.

He smirked at me and nodded. "Yes, mom. I can take care of myself."

I sighed and nodded after. Every time I stare at him, I find myself dazzling in awe. He really is a carbon copy of his father. All of his physiques were captured by him, and the only thing he got from my genes was my pointed nose. I'm sure he got it from me because Ethan's nose wasn't pointed; it was small.

I walked down the stairs with Jared beside me, and Jessie's jaw dropped when he saw me.

"You look so good—and hot," he mumbled.

I smirked at him. "Let's just go before I change my mind."

I bid my goodbye to Jared one last time until we're in our own cars, driving. I'm following Jessie's car because I don't know the way through the bar he's telling me.

After minutes of driving, we're already here at Morocco's bar. I'm not familiar with this bar, and six years have already passed since I last went clubbing. That's why I just followed Jessie on our way inside. Seconds later, we are already inside. Different neon lights, the smell of cigarettes, and wines greeted us. Each of the corners has people kissing. Well, it's normal.

We went to a table and ordered drinks. Jessie gave me one glass, and I drank it off in just one gulp. He watched me amazingly.

"God, you really are amazing."

I laughed. "I know it, Jess. I've always been amazing," I joked.

I get another glass and drink it as I watch people dance in the middle. Minutes have passed, and we have already drank ten bottles!

My eyes went to Jessie when he stood. "I'm going to dance. Do you want to join?"

I nodded my head and joined him.

"Whoah! Bro!"

I laughed at his old tactics. He's now there, dancing with five boys. What do I expect? I continued dancing alone. I let my hips move sexily as I ran my hands up and down my body. I'm feeling a little bit dizzy because of the liquor I drank a while ago. I closed my eyes as I enjoyed dancing, repeating my movements from a while ago. This time, it was much slower and sexier.

Then, I felt someone behind me. He held my waist to match my moves. He moved closer to me until I felt something poking at my buttocks. He ran his nose on my neck, and I craned my neck to give him more access.

"You're so hot. Are you alone?" His hot breath brings an electric shock to my system. Maybe it's the liquor.

"If you want to know if I'm single, then yes."

I faced him, and my hands immediately enveloped his nape. Now, we're both looking into each other's eyes. I can't see his face that much because of the different lights, but one thing I'm sure of. He's eyes are familiar. It seems like I'm starring at...

Oh, Pennelope! Stop that! Don't you ever think about that man!

His hands then went down on my butt as he pulled me into his body. Now, hotness filled within me as his maleness poked my stomach.

"You're already hard," I whispered, stating the obvious.

He pressed my butt. "Who wouldn't? You're too sexy enough for me to cum in my pants without even us touching."

I laughed. Instead of answering, I kissed his red lips, to which he immediately responded. At this moment, I forgot about Jessie already. What was just left in my mind was the man I'm kissing and the hotness I'm feeling. He bit my lip, and I moaned as his tongue used that chance to explore my mouth even more. When I got my momentum, I fought with his tongue and mimicked his movements. Minutes later, I'm straddling him on a couch. I didn't even know how the hell we got here. I was just too focused on our tongue-fighting that I didn't care about our surroundings anymore.

"Do you want to get out of here?" He whispered heavily as his kisses went down my neck.

I held on to his hair and pulled him closer to my neck, motivating him to kiss my neck harder.

"Yes please,"

It seems like he's just waiting for my approval. He scooped my buttocks, and my feet immediately wrapped around his waist.

"Ugh!" I moaned as his hardness poked my wetness every time he stepped!

"You feel so damn good!"

Now, we're in bed! I have no idea whose bed it is or where we are, and that's the last thing I want to think about right now.

His kisses went back to my lips. This time, we kissed each other like we'd been facing drought for almost a decade. Well, I've actually been facing drought for six years now.

He deepened our kisses as his hands skillfully massaged my breast. My breathing hitched when his lips were now kissing my jaw. I can feel his tongue rolling from my jaw down to my neck.

"Oh!" A moan escaped my mouth as he pinched one of my nipples.

He chuckled, which adds more to the flame I'm feeling. "Your nipples are too hard."

I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes hard, enjoying the sensation he's giving me. My lips parted when I heard my top being ripped off. The next thing I felt was his tongue on my breast. I gasped as I pressed his face too hard on my breast.

Minutes later, he's now on my feet, facing my wetness. I didn't notice that my clothes had been ripped off. When I felt his hot mouth touch my wetness, I felt like my whole body trembled. He's so fucking good!

"Shit! F-Fuck!" I tried to raise my head to watch him eat me, but because the lights were off, I couldn't see him clearly.

He entered me with one finger as his tongue flicked inside my fold. He adds another finger until four of his fingers are already fucking my wetness! I feel so stretched right now, damn! There's a little pain, but because of how skilled he was, he transforms that pain into pleasure.

I felt something building up, and I gripped his head so hard, like I'm holding on to my life. One more flick of his tongue, and my body convulsed. I was trembling and feeling heaven as he sucked all my juices.

"Fuck me, please..." I begged, still tired and lost from the heaven he gave me.

His kisses went up to my stomach and up to my neck until he's back kissing my lips again. I tasted my own juice, and instead of feeling disgusted, I felt pleasured.

"Damn, I want to savor your body all night, but I feel like I'll explode in any minute now."

My reply was only a moan. I don't remember how long we fucked in that soft bed and warm room. I just woke up the next morning feeling so tired, and my head feels like breaking! Damn! I swear, I'm not going to drink again!

My phone rings. With closed eyes, I tried to find it, and when I found it, I answered it.

"Penny! Oh my gosh! Finally you answered!" I groaned when I heard Jessie's voice shouting on the phone.

"You're too loud," I whispered.

I felt someone's arm move around my body, pulling me to his. His body is giving me warmth, and I enjoy it a lot. I moaned when I felt his hand cup my breast.

"Where the hell are you?! Your board members here have been waiting for you for almost an hour now, Pen!"

That made me open my eyes. Fuck! I forgot we have a meeting today!

"Why didn't you call me earlier?!" I can't help but shout back.

"Oh, fuck you! I've been calling you since last night!"

Fuck!

"Just move quickly..." I ended the call, cutting him off.

I sighed heavily as I forced myself to stand up. I'm now wearing an oversized white shirt and a pair of big black shorts.

I opened the lights using the switch. I picked up my purse and my now-ripped-off clothes on the floor.

But my eyes widened when they went directly to the man sleeping on the bed! I blinked multiple times, thinking that I was hallucinating, but still, he's there!

I shook my head as a realization hit me.

No, tell me this is just a joke. It can't be, right?

Fuck!

Before he could even wake up, I rushed to the door immediately and went out to that fucking room! My heart beat fast as I continued running.

Why does it have to be him? Why does it have to be my billionaire ex-husband? Why does it have to be Ethan?!