All Chapters of Betrayed By Ex, Married To His Uncle : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Romero’s intense want filled his eyes as he watched Aliyah. The hunger burning in those gazes sent pleasure straight through her. She couldn't match his intensity so she looked away shyly, biting down on her bottom lip.She then remember his request play for me… and that she did do.She began …. Her hands slid over her chest, slowly descended to her breasts, she paused and then her fingers moved dangerously,slowly to her buds, purposely teasing the man that stood before her, watching.“Ocean.” Romero hissed, his pleasure building in anticipation, his cock twitching. “Please …” He begged, his eyes holding such desire that emboldened her.She trailed her hands over her hardened bud, she then took then between her fingers, her gaze still locked with his and moaned “Uhmm… mm,”“Fuck! Ocean…” Romero groaned. He wanted … needed to be the one touching those nipples. His length throbbed painfully, swelling against his pants.Looking at her from a distance was torture, his hands inches to expl

Slowly and carefully, Red placed Juliet on the king-size bed, his knees caging her on both sides. He lowered himself to kiss her but then he paused seeing she suddenly tensed up, shut her eyes, and then grabbed the sheets.Red smiled, remembering it was her first time with a man.“Dove, open your eyes… relax, Dearie.” He said, his voice soft and gentle.Juliet opened her eyes, then stared down and muttered, “Oh.” She realized he hadn’t even pulled off his pants or his shirt.Oh, Juliet! So stupid.“I am sorry,” she apologized.Red stood to his feet. Juliet played with her fingers as she sat up, pulling the duvet over her body in guilt… well, it seemed her inexperience had turned him off—Red chuckled, cutting through her thoughts. “Whatever it is you are thinking, it’s not that,” he said when he saw the lines pulling up on her forehead.He stretched out his hand. She took it, and he pulled her up to her feet, his smile never once leaving his face.He pulled her close, his hands on her

“That would be all for now.” Romero announced with a small smile as he closed the documents in front of him. “Yes sir.” Several voices answered from the big screen hung on the wall in front of him, the billionaire had just finished an online meeting, the call ended. Romero took a deep breath and flipped open the documents in front of him, he began to sign them and when he was done, he opened his last drawer and he was about to put it there when he saw a red envelope. Memories came flooding in, memories that hurt him… “Why are you still holding on? Sign this and let me be!” His younger self signed, “You very well know I wouldn't sign it, I believe whatever it is that seems to have come over you will leave soon.” The chuckle came, loud and bitter, “No it wouldn't, big boy.” A knock interrupted his thoughts and Romero couldn't be more grateful, he placed the file on the red envelope… as if hiding it away from himself. “Come in.” The door knob twisted and Wilson came in, “Good eve

Country S, General Hospital.A car raced into the parking lot, its tires screeched to a halt, the door flew open, and a man in his early thirties jumped out of the car and raced as if hot coals were on the ground.He could recall earlier….“Hello, am I unto Dean Peterson?”“Yes.”“This is from the General Hospital, Madam –”He didn't even wait for the caller to complete his words, he had sprang to his feet, he certainly knew what was going on.Not again!“Will be there.”.Still sprinting, as he was about to get to the special section, where VIP wards were, he could see the doctor approaching and nurses behind, he suddenly came to a halt, panting.“Good day, Mr Peterson.” The doctor greeted as he waved his nurses away, they bowed and left both men.A panting Mr Peterson shook his head … there was nothing good about this morning, especially with what has just happened.“How… isss… she?” He asked amidst trying to catch his breath.The doctor sighed and shook his head, Mr Peterson’s eye

As Natalia walked along the hallway, she saw two teenagers whose age wouldn't be over eighteen. The boy had the girl in a warm tight embrace as they sat there on the waiting seat.“It's going to be fine, love.” The boy said, his voice soft and reassuring, even though his eyes were filled with fear, he did a good job not reflecting it in his voice.The crying girl in his arms nodded, “I don't want anything to happen to grandpa.”He patted her back, “Nothing is going to happen. The doctor already assured us.”Natalia walked past them, her mind going down memory lane.Flashes.“I like you, be my girlfriend.” Natalia almost spat out the food in her mouth, she stared up at the person who had spoken with all seriousness, his face wasn't even in a smile.Her best friends chuckled beside her. The second year college boy who had knelt before her professing his love was flushed with embarrassment.He slowly stood up and with shame walked back to his seat because who was he to stand up against