All Chapters of My Billionaire Rebound: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ALINA Alongside the anger that swirled inside of me was something else. Something darker, more potent, and definitely more powerful. I clenched my thighs together, forcing myself to breathe in and out before I did something as reckless as lunge at him - in anger or heat, I wasn't even sure which."Look, Theon, I know what we had was..."He cut me off before I even finished giving him the apology I was now certain would help us move past this."That's not what this is about. There was something in the drink you just swallowed.""Excuse me?" I sounded just as confused as I felt.He leaned in closer, lips grazing along my ear as he spoke. "You've been drugged."I almost laughed at the audacity of that accusation, and maybe I would have if his closeness wasn't doing strange things to my body. My nipples were pebbled beneath the thin fabric of my dress, my southgates flooding with anticipation at the promise of pleasure it could still very much remember.My palms splayed open on his che

ALINAI wished the ground would open and consume me. I didn't even wish to be spat back out, I was very okay with this being the end of my existence, but where was a miracle when you needed it?Theon's voice came out wrapped in amusement, amusement that chaffed at my pride and made me want to smack him upside the head.The jerk had the nerve to step aside, letting his grandfather, my patient, take a good look at me in nothing more than his grandson's tee. What a first impression I was leaving."Meet Alina, grandpa. She's my..."I cut him off before he could get me into any more trouble than I already was. "Mr. Murphy. I'm the nurse in charge of your home care. It's a pleasure to meet you."My feet carried me forward; I extended an arm to him. The older Murphy casted a glance at me, dripping with amusement. His gaze traveled all the way from my disheveled hair, over my lips that were sure to be plump from all the action they were just getting, over the huge tee that hung limply over m

ALINAThe question, “Who are you?“ danced on the edge of my tongue, wanting desperately to be let out into the air between me and this gorgeous stranger; but I forced it down.For all I knew, she was Theon's sister, or maybe even girlfriend, although he didn't seem like he was currently involved in any romantic relationships.But he could be, though. I mean Zach was very married to me when he had set with and got Mandy pregnant. That was proof that men couldn't exactly by trusted, at least not when it came down to things that involved them getting laid.Maybe it'd be a good idea to just ask her, you know? Maybe she'd know what kind of man she was with if…Hold up! She made a comment about my outfit and Theon being able to leave that in favor of work. No girlfriend would make jokes about their boyfriend being in a sexual relationship with another woman. Except they were in an open relationship? Maybe she was one of those gorgeous women who didn't want to be tied down to one man and app

ALINAI took a quick bath and changed into a pair of black sweatpants and a yellow tee. My hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and I applied a light dab of lip gloss to my lips that were starting to crack.Thank goodness Theon had the good graces to ask Ava to bring me some clothes, even though she succeeded in taking my embarrassment too many levels higher. At least I didn't have to worry about how to move around in the tiny dress I had worn out last night.As I left the massive room that Theon owned, the smell of bacon wafted through the air, hitting me in the stomach and causing the unruly thing to blurt out its hunger in a grumble.“Someone's hungry.“ Ava commented as I turned into the kitchen.“What are you cooking?““Nothing fancy. Just some eggs, bacon, and toast. Coffee's in the pot, and there's orange juice in the fridge if you want any.I grabbed a glass and poured myself some juice. “Where is Mr. Murphy?““The hot one or the old one?“ She teased.No matter how many times

THEON I got out of bed in a sour mood, the same mood I had gone in with. I wasn't necessarily angry, I was disappointed. In myself. I just had to go and let my pick decide our next move, and now look at the state we both were in. A groan parted my lips, and I stormed into my closet.The rows of suits, all neatly arranged by color, had me feeling even more annoyed. Of course, my clothes had their shit together. It was me who needed to purge my system of a woman who made me want to gouge my eyes out. Sure, she was stunning; but she was also the first person I had met with bipolar. I mean, how could she go from wanting me, from throwing all caution out the window and egging me on, to freezing up and talking about wanting to go home.Absently, before I could do anything majorly stupid, like ruin my clothes and shoes; I grabbed a pair of charcoal gray suit off the hanger, stomping out of the room like I was on an audition for Bigfoot.I sighed. I needed to get my shit together. It was b