All Chapters of After Divorce, I Became A Hotshot Lawyer: Chapter 51 - Chapter 56

Josephine’s POV “Good morning, baby. How was your night?” Francesco's husky voice wafted into my ears as I squinted my eyes open, sending blood rushing to my feminine parts.“My night was good. How about yours?” I replied with a question of my own.“Hectic,” He replied. “I've been horny for the past five hours. I woke up in the middle of the night with a boner but didn't want to disturb you because you were sleeping.”Immediately, I sat up, my eyes straying down to his boner, which was conspicuous, even though it was sheated by the blanket.“Well, I'm awake now,” I replied, running my tongue across my lower lip as I grabbed his mighty cock, a move that made my pussy pucker with erotic hunger.“You are right,” He said, to which I smiled before moving over to straddle him while pulling down my mesh nightgown.Moving myself up and down his joggers-clad erection, I whimpered as an overpowering tide of sexual hunger crashed right through me, rendering me unable to think about nothing more

Francesco’s POV “Easy, babe,” I said to Josephine, as I helped her into the yacht.“Woah, it's really nice,” She said. “To think I could have missed out on this because of my fear.”Josephine had a phobia for the sea or any other large water body, so she had initially refused to go on the yacht with me.I was surprised when she suddenly told me that she was ready to go on the yacht that morning.We were still returning to America today, but I'd decided to shift out flight till evening, so Josephine and I could spend lots of time together on the yacht.“You know I would have gladly brought the yacht to the house if you wanted,” I uttered. “We have a swimming pool, so we can make it work either way.”“But the feeling wouldn't be the same,” Josephine argued, as we walked to the helm seat, and I turned on the yacht.“Or maybe, I would have built the sea for you then,” I replied, to which she huffed before taking her seat beside me.“So where are we headed?” Josephine asked, to which I sh

Josephine’s POV “You can go back inside now,” I told Francesco as we trekked to the parking lot. “I can manage by myself.”“No, I will wait here until you leave,” He replied, and without waiting for my response, he placed the bag of money into my car's trunk.Shaking my head at his defiance, I made to head to the driver's seat and he pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead.“Go safely, my love,” He said, as we disengaged from the one-sided hug.“Thank you, I will,” I replied, before trekking to the driver's side and getting into the car.I couldn't believe that three days had really passed since Sabrina was abducted by that psychopathic jerk.Although I tried to allay my fears with the thought of seeing Sabrina again today, it only worked to an extent as my mind couldn't help but come up with various horrendous envisions and imaginations.Hell, I even had a nightmare about the faceless kidnapper killing Sabrina right in front of me.Or even worse, killing her before I got there,