Lahat ng Kabanata ng Revenge on my billionaire ex-husband : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

POV: Date Night Begins Laila considered as she held Nichole hands in the Lamborghini. Which transported them from the restaurant where they'd had an incredible meal, her date was quite possibly the most interesting person she had ever met.The flight has been one of the most erotic episodes of her life. Nichole kept chatting on their way to the airport while she had remained on his lap, and had been downright filthy. The seatbelt sign had barely been shut off before he had dragged her to the restroom at the back of the plane where he demonstrated the things he could do, his tongue was not limited to his dirty language.He'd then vigorously exhausted every single minute of their airtime in various positions, in the bathroom, once even upright against the door, she had felt sweaty, hungry, disheveled as she'd quickly redressed for the landing. She grimaced at him for appearing no worse.During dinner he had regaled her with anecdotes of his childhood and the troubles he got into with h

POV:A kiss Better They made their way back to the VIP. She released his hand, made her way to the server and asked for another drink to be brought to her. Now the skirmish was over. She had prior to going to the bathroom,” She avoided Nichole gaze and moved to sit on the tall bar stools near a tall table overlooking the dance floor and stared down.“Warm hands pressed on her shoulders while his lips touched her cheek,” are you okay?”“Nothing my sister hasn't come with before.” “It's not what I asked,” he moved to stand in front of her,” simply because you've dealt with butches your entire life doesn't mean you're okay when it happens. Are you okay?”“I'm angry.” She met his gaze directly.”“As you should be.”“Will this happen a lot?” Where I get accosted by your ex lovers who think I'm taking what is rightfully theirs?”“Truthfully?” He didn't back away from her glare,” this is a first for me. If it's happened before, nobody has told me about it. Clara is part of a group of women

POV: I Like You.Sunday morning Laila woke up to find herself once again being held tightly in Nichole grip. Her body ached in a way she had never known possible, and she had a strong understanding of a woman who ran a Marathon. They were sweaty and sticky. Her mouth tasted like she'd licked the carpet in the room.She slowly pulled away from his tight embrace and he murmured a complaint as his fingers reached for hers when she crawled out of the bed. “Need to pee” she paused,”please tell me there are toothbrushes in the bathroom.She gave him a sideways glance as he mumbled everything she could possibly need was in the bathroom before flopping onto his belly away from her pulling a pillow over his head. She stopped and stared at his round firm ass, which was now fully exposed, and she had to stop herself from shaking it. She shook her head at her own physical response to him and made her way to the bathroom.In the bathroom after she quickly relieved herself, she did indeed find ever

POV: Ruined Laila stared incredulously at her phone while her brother paced around back and forth in the kitchen. Her sister in-law was hugging a cup of tea as if it were hugging her back, but her eyes were on Laila's face.When she'd walked through the door, Fred had immediately demanded to know why the hell she hadn't answered any of his calls or messages. She'd been confused until he showed her his phone in her face spouting nonsense about porn. She had plugged her own device in and the notifications for hundreds of messages had started to pour in.This isn't happening.” She hit play again on the video which has gone viral overnight. Her and Nichole making out in the club in New York was splashed all over the Internet.“Who is this Clara person?” Meredith asked quietly,” She literally posted this video asking her followers to find out the name of the slut stealing her boyfriend.“She and Nichole had a one night stand three years ago. She threatened me in the bathroom if I didn't l

POV: Apologies Nichole looked sadly at Laila who was clearly on her way to being drunk with her two friends.” Hey Laila, can we talk?” His eyes appeared bruised from lack of sleep and her glare told him he'd waited too long to check in. He was in shit. He hoped he could fix it.“If you're here to dump me don't worry. I figured it out already. You can go,” she waved at him as she poured a healthy measure of what appeared to be whiskey into a mason jar.He sighed,” Janka, Rose, do you mind giving us a couple of minutes?”“Why?” I'm going to repeat what you say anyway. Let's cut out the middleman.“It's your prerogative to do but I'd rather talk to you alone first. “Please?”“Nichole, you dropped me off last night and couldn't be arsed to warn me of the shit storm which hit while we were in the air. I'm fairly sure your intentions for me are pretty clear. You don't give a fuck about me she tilted her glass in his direction. “Did you know I had to call my granny because of you?” My enti