Lahat ng Kabanata ng Seducing my Ex-Boyfriend’s Uncle: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Adriana Jensen~•~I knew I said I wanted to let this one go, but as I watched Saint work on his computer, I couldn’t help but glare at him.As asked, he had picked Sofia and I from Charlotte’s house, he also helped me move my things, at least the important ones like clothes and books. He said he was going to have someone get the rest later and I didn’t question it.By the time we were back at his new house, it was already evening. It was a new place but he settled in as though he’d been living here for ages. The house was fully furnished and I didn’t know if it was on purpose or not, but it totally looked like the kind of place I’d love to live in.We had dinner a few minutes ago and apparently, it was time to sleep. Well, time for me to sleep while he worked like the workaholic he was.“Do you not like me anymore?” I asked suddenly, making him pause.His gaze shifted from the screen of his monitor to me, who was standing at the entrance. “What?”“I don’t think you like me anymore. Y

Adriana Jensen~•~I was certain my eyes were playing tricks on me. That, or I wasn’t properly awake yet.My mother left when I was eleven, but I wasn’t stuck on that. I had a mother and a father. I had real parents who were there for me, so I barely thought about the woman who gave birth to me, which was why it was impossible for my imagination to conjure her up. She was really behind the door.Saint stared at me. “Should I open the door?”What did she want? It had been more than ten years. Why now? Why was she coming back? How did she even find me? Even my parents didn’t know where I was at the moment. Was she a stalker? What the fuck?I took a closer look at her. Her blonde hair was tucked in a prim and proper bun. I couldn’t see her full outfit but her top was from an expensive brand. She wasn’t broke. “What do you think I should do?”“It’s your call, baby.”I took a deep breath and she pressed the doorbell again. She didn’t look nervous at all. She seemed calm and collected. Mayb

Adriana Jensen ~•~I liked Saint but I hated his profession. It was making him travel. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t outsource the job to his many employees. We hadn’t been living together for a week but he was already going on another business trip.“Stop pouting, sweetheart.” He chuckled, rubbing his thumb against my bottom lip. “I’ll be back tomorrow. It’s just one night.”“One night I’ll be sleeping alone.”“Luca is here, isn’t he? He won’t let anything happen to you.”“I’m not scared of sleeping alone. I just don’t want to.”“Baby…”“I get it.” I sighed. “I’ll survive.”Saint laughed. “You’re so dramatic.” He kissed me on the cheek, then on my lips. “I’ll be on my way. See you tomorrow.”“Call me when you get there,” I called out to Saint as he left the house and he gave me a thumbs up. As the door closed behind him, I let out a sigh. Since we started living together, it was the first day I was going to be sleeping without him and it had only been a few days.“He’ll be ba

Adriana Jensen~•~As Saint helped me zip up my dress, I frowned, wondering if he wasn’t going to say anything about it.He even helped me with my heels and when we were done, I asked him if I looked good. “You look stunning, as always.”I pursed my lips and he noticed my dissatisfaction. “Is something wrong?”“Don’t you think it looks too revealing?” I blurted out. I didn’t want to wear this dress. I just wanted to get his reaction.“It is quite revealing but I don’t mind.”The last time I wore something this accessible when we went out for dinner, he sulked the whole ride. Did he not care anymore? “Why? Aren’t you scared other men will look?”“If you don’t like it, Adriana, you can change.” He chuckled. “But when you’re with me, I don’t mind what you wear. When you’re going out alone, however…” he trailed off, letting me complete the sentence in my head.“You’re boring.” I sighed. “I’m going to change.”“You look great.”“Yeah, but this is your company’s anniversary party. I have

Saint Giordano~•~I didn’t know exactly when I fell for the girl.Maybe it was during our trip to Spain. Or maybe it was during the first trip to Miami when she came to my room and asked me to fuck her.Hell, it could even be the first time I saw her a year ago in a red dress, attending her first elite event. She didn’t attend any others after that, so I was lucky to see her then.The point was that every day, I loved her a little more, and every day, the idea of making her my wife rang in my head. Throughout my years, I never really thought about getting married. Relationships were a give-and-take for me. I gave them money. They gave me sex. I didn’t crave their company. I didn’t cuddle with them in bed without it ending with our clothes off. I didn’t cook for them because they were hungry or shut down a proposal before I even heard it because they were on bad terms with the proposer.Adriana Jensen had me down badly and I so badly wanted to change her name to Rossi. It would fit he