Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire's Regret: Getting My Wife Back: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

“This wasn't part of the plan, Brion,” I spoke into the receiver, my annoyance filtering through. “Not only did you let me work alone in the company while you took care of your pressing need, but you are telling me I need to represent you in the meet and greet?” “I'm sorry, Nova,” he apologized, his tone regretful. “I didn't know things would turn out this way, I swear.”“Can't you take care of it after the meet? It's not like your investors will die if you delay it for a day or two?” I plopped down on the couch in the living room, and crossed my legs, my gaze going over to my babies who were playing with their Legos. “I don't think it can wait, Nova.” “But —” “Are you worried about the kid? Someone will be there in an hour to help you look after them while you leave.” “You know, that's not what I'm worried about, Brion. I don't want to freaking attend the meet and greet!” I was almost yelling out now, my frustration taking the best of me. This wasn't how things were supposed t

To take my mind off the man sitting on the couch, I tried to mingle with the few workers I saw. Astrid didn't attend because she had something to deal with at home, so I was left alone in the sea of unfamiliar faces, sipping my drink, while trying not to look awkward. One reason I hated social gatherings? The odd stares from people. However, my greatest fear started when we all stood up to exchange pleasantries. I ended up drinking more than my fair share of wine. Why? I had to pretend I was busy, so I wouldn't be tugged into a conversation I wanted nothing to do with.After my sixth drink, and getting to meet like twenty of the shareholders and overexcited women, who were fans of my works, smiling until my cheeks hurt, and appreciating comments on my dress, I was ready to leave. I staggered out of the room and towards the restroom, praying I didn't fall on my face from the heels I had on. It was tricky walking on them with how drunk I was, but I would be damned to remove it. Some

He carried me out of his study and towards his room, where he placed me on my bed. He delayed just for a minute as he removed his boxers until he was standing naked before me with his cock as hard as ever. Fuck, Nova. How the hell did you go through the five years without sex? Thinking of it now made me decide to change this. Staying celibate isn't for me. I will surely get a man who will fuck my brains out each night. Smirking when he noticed my gaze on his cock, he climbed on the bed and knelt in front of me. “You can touch it if you like.”I knew I should have glared at him, and demanded he fuck me and get this over with, but the thoughts of having something in my mouth, and working on my skills made me approach him. Grabbing it with both hands, I started to pump the shaft gently a bit. It was very hot, solid, and literally throbbing. I carefully put my mouth over the head of his penis and tried to take as much into my mouth and throat as possible. I then started sucking the

DASHIELLWhat the hell have I gotten myself into? Why was I behaving so abnormally? After that night with Nova, everything changed for me. I couldn't interpret it, but it felt like she took something from me. She left behind a hole in my chest. Sex with Lilith didn't interest me as much as I did. How else do you explain how I couldn't get hard for a freaking 10 minutes? I had to imagine Nova, on her knees with her legs spread for me before I could get my dick up. This hadn't happened before. I had always prided myself on my health, and how easy it was for me to get down and dirty with anyone, anytime and any day. However, for the past two days, since I returned from the business trip, I have been battling with so much emotional stress that it has been taking a toll on me. Lilith didn't notice at all. If she did, she would have asked me about it like she normally did. “Dashiell? I want this one!” Lilith's shrill voice broke through my reverie, cutting it short as she forced me to f

Groaning, I turned to face him, folding my arms with my eyebrows raised as I watched him approach. He didn't look to be in a hurry. With a swagger to his step and his hands in the pockets of the black jeans he was putting on, he looked as if he had all the time in the world. There was a lazy grin on his face, and a little glint in his eyes, one that reminded me so much of Willow. That was exactly the look she always had each time she wanted to do something she perceived I wouldn't appreciate. “I knew it was you when I saw you from outside,” he said, more to himself than me. “There's no way I will ever mistake your hair. I —” “What are you doing here?” I demanded, shaking my thoughts off the lane it was going towards because it was dangerous. “What?” He tilted his head a little to the right, with a smug on his face. “Last I checked, this is a supermarket, Nova, not a private property. I have as much right as you do to be here.”He was right, and I had no response to that, which wa