บททั้งหมดของ I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Alexander The man droned on across the conference table, his voice echoing through the wall. “We have already allocated tasks for the initial phase of the new mall, sir. Once the final land acquisition clears, construction should be able to begin immediately…” I tapped my fingers lightly on the desk, pretending to listen, my gaze fixed on the large screen in front of me but my mind was nowhere near this boardroom. It was filled, and consumed, by her. Please… pleasure me, make me cum. Please… let me take care of it. Hngh… Alexander!! A-Alexander, they’re outside. Your friends are literally right outside, we can’t—Nnhg! Every inch of her body, the perky breasts, the slim waist, the softness of her thighs pressing against me, the perfect way her lips moaned my name as she came under me. I could still feel her body wrapped around mine, the way she clung to me like she was surprised by the way she reacted to my touch. Those damn blue eyes clouded with lust. Her flushed cheeks. Th

Chloe I choked on my water. The cough had everyone’s attention snapping toward me, while Logan’s words still echoed in my head. Did he just say… Alexander? “Are you okay?” Logan asked, already rising from his chair. We all turned to Logan, surprised about his suddenly strange behaviour. I coughed, covering my mouth with my hand as the maid quickly stepped forward and patted my back. "Are you okay, ma’am?" she asked again, handing me a handkerchief. I took it, murmuring a quick, “Thank you,” and tried to breathe through the embarrassment burning its way up my throat. What was wrong with me? Why had I reacted so dramatically just from hearing his name? My Alexander isn’t the only Alexander in the world… Wait. My Alexander? What was that? My Alexander? When had he become my Alexander? I felt my cheeks flush immediately. Even my ears were hot. “I’m fine,” I said quickly, forcing a small smile. “Sorry. Swallowed the wrong way.” Layla rolled her eyes. "Be careful next time. You

Chloe Of course, I didn’t tell Stella everything that happened. I only told her the part that wouldn’t make her set Logan on fire. I said Logan had caught me well, touching myself and then he’d walked out. That alone had sent her into a fit of laughter. If I’d told her the whole truth, that Logan had come back into the room, said all those things, and then forced himself on me like it was his right, Stella wouldn’t just be laughing. She’d be sharpening a knife. Screw that, she’d be loading a gun. And honestly, I wasn’t ready for murder to stain either of our hands. If Logan ended up dead, I couldn’t even imagine what my father would do to my mother. That man saw me as property, nothing more. And if anything happened to his money-soaked son-in-law, he’d come for the one thing I held most precious. Besides, Logan wasn’t wrong, was he? We were legally married. He had every right to sleep with me. Right? Saying it didn’t make it feel any less disgusting. It didn’t make me feel any

Chloe“Oh, my God, Annabeth, you look so good!”I turned just in time to see all four women sweep in on my mother-in-law like a pack of wolves. One of them hugged her tight, laughing way too loud.“I know, right? It’s been just a few days, and you’re glowing like you’re barely fifty. You look twenty-five.”My mother-in-law blushed. She waved a hand like she was being modest, but her smile stretched wider than I’d ever seen. “Oh, stop it, you’re being dramatic. I’m not that young,” she said, but she was absolutely enjoying the compliments.I stayed a few feet behind, watching the scene play out like some bad sitcom. They were the council of Witches. At least, that’s what I called them in my head.Bonnie, the one built like a buffet table. Food was her first love, and she'd made that clear every time we met. Her daughter-in-law was a sharp, fiery lawyer, basically the opposite of me.Then there was Cheryl, thin as a chopstick and twice as annoying. Her family practically bled medical de

ChloeThree years ago"Chloe, I don't know why everyone thinks you’re a goody two shoes."I glanced up from the book I was reading, eyebrows raised. Stella sat across from me on the floor, her legs crossed, applying dark red polish to her toes with an alarming level of focus."What do you mean?" I asked, folding the corner of my page and watching her.She shrugged, not looking up. “I don’t know. This isn’t an insult or anything, but you are the most dangerous person I’ve ever met.”I blinked, half-laughing. “What? Me? Dangerous?” I brushed my hair back and scoffed. “If I were dangerous, I’d have hit my mother-in-law with a chair by now. I’d have drowned Layla in the bathtub when she called me stupid. I’d have killed my father and my brother. And buried Logan and all his mistresses alive.”I said it like a joke, but God, some part of me wished it wasn’t. Instead, I sighed. “I’m not dangerous, Stella. I’m just a weak woman who can’t even protect herself. I let everyone walk all over me