All Chapters of In Bed With My Step-uncle : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

91. DESMOND'S POV"Ahhh. I'd love you accompany. I like that girl." She squeeze my hands over the desk. "But you know in life, they're some things you have to do by yourself, and this is one of those things." I let out a deep breath. "You're correct. Thanks for the talk.""Anytime, son." She beams at me and walks out.Clark rushes in behind her and start reciting my schedule. I sigh, I can't get anything he's saying. They're just entering in through one ear, and flying out through the other. This is fucking frustrating! I slam my desktop shut, and Clark shakes from the force. He compose himself and stare at me with furrowed brows. I ignore him, and stand to my feet, adjusting my tie. I walk towards the door."Sir, are you heading to the first meeting?" He says, following. "Sir, you have a lot of—"I step out of the office and spin, glaring at Clark who's still inside. "Reschedule the meetings." I respond and slam the door nosily in his face and board an elevator down. I can't be craz

093. MONIQUE'S POV My face drops when I unlock the door and step out to see that it's just a live band and that means ibwon't get to kill Desmond. Why the hell is he disturbing the peace of this calm neighbourhood? I sniff in the strong scent of rose flowers that's littered on my porch. There's balloon attached to glittering strings and floating in the air. The trumpeters and drummers are arranged orderly in playing good music. This looks like some high priced engagement out of a circus. I can spot my neighbors watching from their doorsteps and windows with smiles on their faces. And then there's Desmond in the center of it all, looking so haggard like he haven't slept in the last two weeks. He steps forward and parts his lips about to speak."What the hell are you doing?" I ask through gritted teeth, glancing around. "I don't know if this is...over the top." He sighs and drops to one knee. The music drops down to a background hum. "But, I just couldn't think of a better way to sa

095. DESMOND'S POV It's been three days since she threatened to call the cops on me. She didn't like the last romantic gesture I arranged for her but that doesn't mean I should give up. I'll keep on showing up until I've weared her off, she's tired and can't run away from me. I put a few calls across to the couples make out organization that Jane referred me to and it seems they're very professional and good at what they do. They've planned a huge romantic surprise today at Monique's place, after listening and putting together everything about her likes and dislikes. I feel happy now that the whole office is rallying behind me, although it also have something to do with the rise in salary I promised. Oh fuck, I'll have to work ten times harder the next week to come if I don't want to become liquid. I adjust my suit jacket as I stare at my reflection through the mirror. I look good. I smell nice. That's all the romantic team advised me to do, smell nice and look good and the lady

IN BED WITH ANOTHER MAN'S WIFE Blurb He’s rich, ruthless, and obsessed with the one woman he’s forbidden to touch. Micah Hilton has everything; wealth, power, and women willing to beg for a taste. But when his devout parents summon him to Florida for a family celebration, he finds himself cornered into staying to manage a company branch he doesn’t even want. Then he sees her... Naomi, she's stunning, sad-eyed, and married to his long-time enemy. Her husband ignores her, flirts with other women, and never lays a hand on her. It should be none of Micah’s business. But when Naomi throws icy sarcasm in his face instead of falling for his charm, something dangerous ignites inside him. He wants her humiliated husband to watch while she begs Micah to touch her. But Naomi’s not just off-limits, she’s tied to secrets that could ruin them both. Her husband’s marriage is a cover. Her silence is survival. And Micah’s mother, fresh out of the psych ward is determined to save her son’s soul… b

NaomiI stared at Micah retreating figure, my stomach churning in disgust. What even gave him the right to assume I'II have sex with him like some cheap whore. Sighing, I let my eyes scan the large living room, most guests had already started to disperse, including Rose who had invited me, apparently she left her baby at home and needs to return on time to take care of her.A yawn escaped my lips, as my head pounded. Where the hell was Dawson? I was tired of just sitting here like this, with all the men leering at me, it was almost disgusting. My mind raced as I tried to find ways to pass the time. Mr Hilton had offered me a job in Hilton firm, because of how devoted I was to the choir and since apparently you don't earn much working in college unless you're a lecturer, or in higher authority.The offer was really tempting, but Rose had told me Mr Hilton gave the branch to Micah to manage, I can't work with someone like him. He's already throwing advances at me, imagine what would happ