All Chapters of Oops…I Slept With My Ex-Boyfriend’s Father: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 10: Dressing the Part

Elle POVI smoothed my hands down the sleek fabric of the dress, frowning at my reflection in the mirror. I feel like I was walking onto the set of The Real Housewives of Manhattan instead of a… what was it he called it? A press conference?The dress was deep emerald green, the silk hugging my curves in ways that left very little to the imagination. Thin straps crisscrossed over my bare shoulders, and the slit running up the side? That thing could kill a man. It was the first dress I’d tried on when we’d entered the boutique, but I hadn’t actually planned on buying it. I know it wasn’t exactly in my price range—or my comfort zone.Adrian was standing behind me, leaning casually against the wall with his arms crossed. When I turned to glance at him, his gaze roamed over me like he was seeing me for the first time.“You look…” He paused. “Breathtaking.”My cheeks warmed, and I turned back to the mirror, trying to ignore the way my heart skipped.“It’s a little much for a press conferenc

Last Updated : 2024-12-28

Chapter 11: Food Stop

Adrian POVShe slumped in her seat, groaning softly. “Okay, fine, yes. But I’m not about to eat some overpriced tiny portion that costs more than my rent, so don’t even think about it.”There was something about her—the way she spoke her mind without hesitation—that felt refreshing. Honest. Even when she was embarrassed, she owned it.“Fine,” I said. “What do you want?”“Pizza,” she blurted suddenly, catching me off guard.I glanced at her. “Pizza?”“Yes, pizza,” she said, sitting up straighter, as if daring me to argue. “From Alessandro’s over on Grand Street.”I blinked. Alessandro’s. A hole-in-the-wall Italian place with mismatched chairs and a menu written in smudged chalk. “Alessandro’s?” I repeated, my voice slightly incredulous.She nodded, her confidence unwavering. “Best pizza in the city. Hands down.”“Fine. Pizza it is.” I said, turning the wheel and heading toward Grand Street.The smell of garlic and melted cheese hit me the second we stepped into Alessandro’s, and for a

Last Updated : 2024-12-30

Chapter 12: Wedding Reception

Elle POVI should’ve known Adrian Blackwell didn’t do anything halfway.The reception wasn’t just smooth—it was flawless, like something out of a movie. Crystal chandeliers cast a soft golden glow across the ballroom, catching the glint of diamonds on every wrist and neckline. Waiters floated around with silver trays, offering champagne that probably cost more than my whole life savings. I sipped cautiously from my glass, sticking close to Adrian as a steady stream of people came up to congratulate him“Adrian, you sly devil,” one man said, clapping him on the back with a laugh. “When I heard you’d finally tied the knot, I didn’t believe it. Thought you were allergic to commitment.”Adrian smirked, his hand resting lightly on my back. “There’s a first time for everything, Richard.”Richard’s gaze slid to me, his smile widening. “And you must be Elle. My wife told me you were stunning, but I wasn’t prepared for this.”“Thank you,” I said, my smile polite but tight. Compliments like tha

Last Updated : 2025-01-03

Chapter 13: Fight and Flight

Elle POVCameras flashed like bursts of lightning, and the low hum of chatter filled the air. I felt every set of eyes on me, judging, dissecting, ready to pounce at the first sign of weakness.I smoothed the fabric of my dress, trying to keep my hands steady. Adrian stood beside me, his hand resting lightly on the small of my back, a gesture that was equal parts possessive and protective. He looked calm—composed even.“Let’s get this over with,” he murmured, his voice low enough for only me to hear.The press conference began innocently enough. A man in the front row stood, smiling politely as he introduced himself and asked a generic question about our “whirlwind romance.” “Mr. Blackwell, congratulations on your marriage. Can you tell us about how you and your wife met?”“It was… unexpected,” he said smoothly, glancing at me. “But sometimes the best things in life are.”Another reporter stood, her pen poised. “Elle, you’re quite the mystery. Can you tell us about yourself? Where ar

Last Updated : 2025-02-10

Chapter 14: Apology

Elle"Take me to Maple Street," I said, staring out the window with my arms crossed and foot tapping against the car floor. "Building 23."He didn’t even glance at me before speaking. "Why?"I blinked. “What do you mean why?”“Why am I taking you there?”I looked at him like he was stupid. "Because that's where I live?" He kept his eyes on the road, one hand resting on the wheel, the other drumming against his thigh. The way his jaw ticked told me he was already losing patience."You're not going back there.""Excuse me?""We need to maintain appearances. You'll be moving in with me."A laugh bubbled up from my chest, starting small and growing until tears leaked from my eyes. When I finally caught my breath, I wiped my cheeks and fixed him with a steady look. "No. I’m not following you home.”His jaw tightened. "Elle—"“No.” I shook my head, exhaling sharply. “Actually, I’m beginning to rethink this whole thing. This was a mistake.”The car screeched to a stop in the middle of the r

Last Updated : 2025-02-11

Chapter 15 : New Home

Elle I stepped out of the car, tilting my head back to take it all in to eye the glass and steel enormous building before me."Compensating for something?" I muttered under my breath.Adrian's hand brushed my lower back. "What was that, sweetheart?""I said nice house."The massive front door swung open before he could respond. A woman stood in the doorway, and I did a double-take. She couldn't have been much older than me, dressed in a crisp black uniform that screamed 'staff' but fit her like a cocktail dress. "Mr. Blackwell," she practically purred. "Welcome home."I bit my tongue to keep from commenting on the bedroom eyes she was giving my husband. My fake husband. Whatever."Marla," Adrian nodded. "This is Elle, my wife. Elle, Marla manages the household staff – the cook, gardeners, cleaning team."I’d pictured a housekeeper like the ones in movies—gray-haired, soft-eyed, maybe holding a tray of cookies.Marla's perfect smile didn't waver, but something cold flickered in her e

Last Updated : 2025-02-13

Chapter 16: Chance Encounter

ElleI found them in the foyer – Marla directing Anna and Beth carrying garbage bags of what looked suspiciously like my clothes."What the hell is going on?"Marla turned, all innocence. "Oh, Mrs. Blackwell. I was just doing some spring cleaning."I stared at her, still clutching my bathrobe. The sheer audacity..."With my clothes?""Oh these?" She picked at one of the bags. "I assumed they were meant for donation since they are all worn out, given your new... position."“They weren't yours to donate.""Well," she shrugged, "now some needy people will benefit. Shouldn't we be generous, Mrs. Blackwell?"I could walk away. Be the bigger person but that would mean she gets to disrespect me even more in the future. I have to see her straight. I stepped forward until we were inches apart. "Let me be very clear." My voice dropped to barely above a whisper. "In this house, nothing moves without my say.""I only thought—""No, you didn't think. You don't get to think about my things. If I f

Last Updated : 2025-02-15

Chapter 17: Warnings & Temptations

AdrianShe stood with her hands clasped in front of her, her face a careful mask of obedience.I closed the door behind me, slowly.Her back stiffened."Sit." Marla perched on the edge of the chair, looking nothing like the woman who'd begged me for this job three years ago.I moved to my desk, unbuttoning my cuffs, rolling up my sleeves. The silence stretched long enough for her to start fidgeting.Good."Mr. Blackwell, about Mrs. Blackwell's clothes—" "Stop." I held up my hand. "Before you construct whatever excuse you've prepared, let me be clear. If I ever catch you disrespecting Elle again, you’re out.."Color flooded her cheeks. "I only—""Wanted to humiliate my wife?" She flinched. “You don’t have to like her. But you must respect her. But if I see so much as a twitch of an attitude in her direction? I’m firing her.”Her throat bobbed.“I understand, sir.”I studied her – barely thirty, far too young and attractive to be a housekeeper. That should have been my first warning

Last Updated : 2025-02-17

Chapter 18: Just One of Many

ElleWait for me, he said.So like an idiot, I waited.The first hour after the seven he said wasn't so bad. I took a long bath, even attempted to read one of the leather-bound books from the library.By hour three, I'd discovered the wine cellar.Bad idea? Probably.Did I care? No I don’t.The first glass was to kill time. The second because the wine was actually good. The third because... well, because I was apparently pathetic enough to sit around waiting for a man who clearly had better things to do."This is ridiculous," I told my reflection in the window. Outside, rain had started falling, turning the manicured gardens into dark shadows. "What are you doing Elle?"I took another sip.By midnight, the empty bottle judged me from the coffee table. I'd memorized every detail of my room's ceiling. One by one, I'd counted all the crystal drops on the chandelier. Twice.The house had gone quiet hours ago, all the staff disappeared to wherever staff disappeared to in a place this big.

Last Updated : 2025-02-17

Chapter 19: Caught

ElleWe stared at each other.Me—standing in the middle of his closet, hands still on the drawer.Him—watching me like he wasn’t sure if he should be amused or pissed.The closet suddenly felt too small, too intimate. Adrian filled the doorway, tie loose, sleeves rolled up."Having fun?" I forced my spine straight. I’ve been caught already, no need to pretend. "Loads of it ."He moved to a shelf, pulling out a crystal decanter. The whiskey caught the light as he poured. "You're drunk.""And you're observant." The wine made my tongue sharper. "Want to point out anything else obvious? Like how you have an entire department store of women's clothes hidden in here?"He took a slow sip. "You were in my room.""You weren't.""So naturally, you decided to snoop.""I was waiting for you." I snapped. "Like you told me to. Four hours, Adrian. Four freaking hours of staring at the clock, wondering if you'd forgotten you told me to wait. Then I decided to check if you were back. But you weren’

Last Updated : 2025-02-18

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