Lahat ng Kabanata ng Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Like a gentleman, Milo opened the car door for me but that was as far as his chivalry went. The entire car ride was filled with him talking to someone on his phone. He was typed relentlessly without looking at me even once.I could have sworn this week there was a ghost smile on his face as he texted. He had to be talking to another woman.One moment he made me think I was the prettiest woman to walk the Earth and the next, he ignored me like he couldn't stand being in my proximity.He had to be involved with another woman. It would explain why he wouldn't touch me. He wasn't eager to see what was behind my clothes because there was a better woman on his bed. I was just the immature little girl he kept locked away in his penthouse. I should have been glad he wasn't taking an interest in me but I wasn't. I didn't understand why there was a lump stuck in my throat at the thought of Milo passing his time with another female.Was she like Irina had described—tall, skinny, and blonde?"

For the first time, I couldn't wait to return to the penthouse to break down. I was about to cry–over a man who was threatening my father. When I got to the penthouse, I locked myself in the bedroom, stripped off my clothes, and got in the bathtub. I had a bottle of wine that I had sneaked off Milo's liquor cabinet. I poured myself a glass and drank while I listened to soft music. It was better to drink than to cry over Milo. We hadn't even started sleeping together, and I was already asking him if he was seeing other women. I sounded clingy and desperate because I had no claim over him. His words rang over and over in my head: "I don't enjoy…normal sex…" his voice almost trailed away. "I'm a dominant man in bed. My preferences are…rough. You're not ready to relinquish control of your body to me."Was I ready to give myself over to a mobster and murderer?After overthinking all I could in the tub, I realized I was getting cold. I got out of the water and got settled in bed in my

"How dare you try to kiss me knowing very well that I'm with Zoya now. I told you, I chose her and not you so fucking get over it, Emilie. I will never love you. I never loved you then and I won't start now."As soon as Ivan spoke, my mouth fell open in shock. He went to Zoya, grabbed her waist, and pulled her to his side. He looked at me like I was the one that violated him. "What?! You're the one who kissed me!" I shouted, but I could see Zoya believed him more than I did. If she hadn't, she wouldn't have leaned closer to his body. He looked at her softly and conjured an expression of regret. "I'm sorry for what happened yesterday, baby. I realized I couldn't live without you and decided to come and apologize. That's when I saw Emilie on the dance floor. When I told her I was looking for you, she told me you were out here and then tried to kiss me. I pushed her away."Anger rose in my chest. What was worse was Zoya melting into his touch and hanging on to his every word. I scoffe

"Your body belongs to me now. I'll kill any man who tries to touch you."From my position on the ground, I could see the huge bulge in his pants. I couldn't help the desire that pooled in my center. Milo grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. He had a dangerous look in his eyes that both excited me and scared me at the same time. He stared at me a moment too long as though he was trying to figure out what to do with me. I started to get insecure and looked away. He put his hand under my chin to lift my head so I could look at him. "You look away when I tell you to look away, dochka."In breath, he lifted me and put me on the table. The black dress I had been wearing hiked up a little and I tried to cover it up but he grabbed my hands to stop me. "Don't cover up. I have to look at what I paid for."His statement should have thrown me off but it didn't. Especially not when he trailed his hand up my leg and under my dress. He cupped my center with his hand and I whimpered. I was more

We fucked in every inch of that office. He fucked me on the desk, against the wall, against the door, and against the clear walls behind his desk that offered a view of Moscow. Anyone could have seen us.He pressed me against the glass and took me roughly from the back.By the time we were done, my clit was sensitive and I could barely walk straight. My voice was also hoarse from all the screaming I had done. Milo came everywhere on my body. He came on my ass, my breasts, my mouth, and my stomach. He didn't allow me to wipe his semen off of my body. He wanted me to walk around with proof that I belonged to him. "I'll ask Boris to take you back to the penthouse. You should clean up and get some rest. You haven't slept all night."He had a point. However, I didn't want to go back. I didn't know the next time I would see him and I was too embarrassed to ask. I didn't want to look desperate and clingy. Especially not when Milo and I would never be together like a couple. I was almost t