Lahat ng Kabanata ng Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

The sensation of the vibrator against my pussy was fucking euphoric. I moaned and wiggled but all I could do was take the pleasure as it came. After all, my feet and arms were tied on some wooden material. "I know you're wondering how you're tied up. You're on a St. Andrew's cross, baring that pretty little cunt to me." He must have increased the vibration and the speed on the vibrator because it became more intense than before. Especially when he thrust it inside me suddenly. His finger stroked my clit while he worked my inside with that vibrator. "This pretty little cunt belongs to me to do what I want to do with it…." he said before he leaned into my ear and said, "...I knew it was mine the moment I laid my eyes on you, dochka."As he spoke all the things he had to say, I felt myself nearing the edge of an orgasm. My inner walls tightened around the silicon material inside me and my muscles tensed. My heartbeat seemed to race and my abdomen walls seemed to tighten. It felt like

Milo was in the kitchen, seemingly having made me dinner. He had finished and he was cleaning his hands in the sink. He was still in his suit with some of his tattoos on full display. Seeing him again after the ball I had crashed was an unexplainable feeling. It felt different having to look at him knowing everything he had done to me while I was blindfolded. Did he still look at me the same? Did he still like me? "You're here," he said. The permanent frown that was always etched on his face was gone and in its place was awe. Despite the simple clothes I had on–a pair of white woolen shorts and a cropped tee, he still looked at me like I was sexy. "I didn't know you cooked," I said as I cleared my throat. "There's a lot you don't know about me, little girl," he said. "Sit down and eat."He guided me to the dining table where he had already set the plates and the food. He had even set some beautiful lilies in a clear vase of water at the very center of the table. He pulled out a

Minutes after Milo was gone, I heard the elevator ding, letting me know that someone had come in. I rushed back to the living room thinking it was Milo and he had finally decided to stay with me. I could barely wipe the smile off my face. "Did you change your…" I started to ask but stopped when I realized it wasn't Milo who had come into the penthouse. I found myself staring at a woman that I vaguely recognized. She was the woman I had bumped into on my way back from the garden earlier. She was still as regal as ever, looking classy. She was the kind of woman who belonged in the very penthouse that I lived in—the kind of woman who belonged in the upper class. She sized me up with disdain on her face as she entered deeper into the penthouse. I tried to look around for Boris but he was nowhere to be seen. I was so confused. I didn't understand what the woman was doing in my home. "Excuse me? Are you sure you're in the right place?" I asked but she ignored me. She went

Viktor was in rehab and I had paid the entire thing with the money Milo had given me. Viktor cussed me and called me all sorts of names because he hated that I was forcing him to get the help he needed. However, at the end of the day, I knew that he would appreciate everything I was doing. What good was my money anyway if it didn't help the man who contributed sperm to bring me into the world? I also hadn't seen Milo in three days and I didn't make any move to text him or ask him where he had gone. That would only make me look desperate. He had made it clear that I was nothing but his mistress the last time he visited me. It was obvious that his heart still belonged to his ex-wife.  Otherwise, there was no other reason he had to refuse to pursue anything with any other woman. In the meantime, I was looking for something to do. I always thought I was really good at convincing

It was humiliating standing there when I knew the women were referring to me even though they didn't know it. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me alive. "A girl that young must have some daddy issues to be with Milo. I heard she isn't even twenty yet," a woman said. "You're lucky he always comes back to you every single time. He will never replace you. He was crazy to think that he ever could."The women laughed and hauled a bunch of insults that they didn't even know I was standing right next to Tatiana. I wondered how she thought I felt when her friends said all those nasty things about me while I said nothing."Men are always replacing us with other versions of ourselves. I mean, you could have the real thing if you wanted. Why would you want to replace the original with a lesser version?"Was that what I was? Was I a lesser version of Tatiana? Was that what she had been trying to convey to me the entire time we were at the brunch?"I think I need to leave," I said to Ta