All Chapters of My Billionaire Ex Begs: Return with Our Triplets: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Christine's P.O.V."Charity event?" Elliot asked, watching me wrestle with a dress that refused to zip. Maybe it was time to admit defeat and buy a shapewear set."Yeah! I made a new friend—she's a nurse—and I thought it'd be nice to support her," I replied, still struggling. I hopped off the bed and started doing little jumps, as if that would magically help everything slide into place and zip up properly.All the stress and skipping the gym were finally catching up to me.Elliot stepped in behind me and gently helped. Apparently, the issue wasn’t extra pounds—it was that the dress hadn’t settled properly on my body. Once he finished, he pressed a soft kiss to the side of my neck, sending a shiver right down my spine. I turned to him, my face flushed, and the smug smile he wore made me bite my lip."You look beautiful," he murmured, then took my hand and kissed it like some old-school gentleman.What was I supposed to do—thank him? Stay quiet? It felt like we were stuck in some

Lucas's P.O.V.The news shattered me.I sat there in stunned silence, completely numb. I didn’t know what to think, much less how to feel. I had never kissed Carly or even held her hand, but that was the strangest part. Somehow, without any physical contact, I had felt more at peace by her side than I ever had with any other woman.I climbed into the car wordlessly, leaving behind Carly’s cheerful laughter as she walked away with her coworkers. Christine slipped into the passenger seat beside me, cautious and quiet, watching me like a nervous mom waiting for her kid to break down in tears. I could tell she expected me to cry, to collapse, and confess how much it all hurt. But I was still in shock.How had I let myself fall so hard for a woman I had never even touched? Was this what love actually was—something that went beyond the physical?We drove to Christine’s place on autopilot. The ride was silent, but my head wouldn’t stop spinning. The news kept looping in my brain. Some mo

Lucas's P.O.V.At first, her lips felt stiff and unsure, as though she had never kissed a guy before. But then she began to follow my lead, letting the kiss deepen and grow more intense—just the way I liked it. The moment my tongue slipped into her warm mouth, something inside me ignited.Her small hands rested against my chest while mine roamed freely across her body. Before I knew it, I was on top of her, trying not to crush her beneath me as I slid my hands under her skirt and caressed the lace of her panties. Her breathy moans were like music in my ears, and the beast inside me—the one starved for sex—fully awakened.How long had I denied myself the pleasure of a woman, holding onto the foolish hope that Carly would someday be mine? I had suppressed my hunger for so long, but now that there was no reason to resist, I didn’t care that Bernice was my first indulgence.And I could say it honestly—I wanted her. Right then and there, I craved her taste, the heat of her skin, and the

Lucas's P.O.V.My head throbbed. The conversation with Carly kept spinning in circles, and I still had no idea how to face Bernice. I closed the door to my apartment and leaned against it, trying to breathe without hyperventilating.It was so quiet I thought Bernice had already left. I made my way to the bedroom, intending to apologize for everything that happened last night. At the very least, I wanted to offer to take her home and, of course, stop at a pharmacy along the way for a morning-after pill because... yeah. Even though I always carried a condom in my wallet—well… I hadn’t used it. How could someone with as much experience as I forget something that important? I wanted to blame the alcohol, but deep down, I knew there was more to it.I had wanted to feel all of her—her breath, her scent, her warmth. I didn’t want anything between us, no barriers, no distance. I wanted to drown in her. Even just thinking about it again made my heart race and my hands tremble, aching to touc

Lucas's P.O.V."I don’t know everything, but the people who’ve worked with Derek since he was admitted say he’s here because of a ‘legal loophole’," Carly said, lightly scratching the cafe table with her fingernail.We had decided to leave the psychiatric hospital, and I took her to a nearby cafe. Her friends came too, but she chose to sit with me and talk about Elliot’s long-lost supposedly evil twin."A legal loophole?" I echoed, frowning just as the waitress arrived with Carly’s food and my coffee. I paused, not exactly thrilled that even the server might overhear this insane story."Yeah. I don’t have access to the files in that wing, but I’ve heard that Derek used to be really violent. Apparently, something involving a girl went terribly wrong, and he ended up… ‘taking someone’s life’. He was about to turn eighteen, which meant prison for life or even the death penalty. So, his lawyer argued insanity. Convinced the jury and the judge that Derek was mentally unwell and needed p