All Chapters of Ex-Husband, Beg Me!: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Clarissa pressed further with the kiss. Her hands tugged at his collar, pulling him close as she sucked on his lower lip. Her lips moved hungrily against his a little too desperately. Her heart was thumping too fast but every other rational thought was gone. Her stomach twisted with nerves. But Lucas didn't respond,he didn't kiss her back. His mouth stayed still and his body didn't move. It was like kissing a statue. Clarissa slowly opened her eyes, confusion spreading across her face. Her chest rose and fell quickly as she tried to make sense of it. Lucas's eyes were wide. His face was unreadable at first,his brows were slightly drawn together, like he was caught off guard. Like he wasn't expecting it at all. Then, he chuckled. It was a low and amused sound. It was quiet but enough to make her flinch. He gently pulled away from her, just enough to create space between them. His hand brushed against the spot where her fingers had gripped his collar as a teasing grin slow

A moan escaped Clarissa's mouth as she returned his kiss in the same ecstasy. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck while his hands went under her thighs and lifted her off the floor. Her legs naturally wrapped around his waist as they continued to munch on each other's lips. His kisses weren't the gentlemanly type and he kissed so differently that it shook Clarissa, making her undies soak even further. His hands tightened around her hips as he munched on her lips. Her legs felt like jelly and if he hadn't been holding her up, she might have collapsed. Their breaths mingled and it felt just right. The way he kissed her felt like he meant it. Every touch. Every glide. It was enough to know that he wanted it. He moved her to his table. Without breaking the kiss, he cleared the files and paperwork off his wooden desk like they don't amount to anything as he sat her on the edge of the table. She felt a woozy sensation when his hands slid into her shirt, caressing an

In the conference room, the air was heavy with tension. Easton sat stiffly in his chair, just beside his lawyer, a man in a brown suit and round glasses who was busy flipping through his note. Across the table, Justin sat there looking rather relaxed and his expression gave nothing away. Beside him was Mr Romero—Lucas's lawyer. He was sharp-eyed,cunning and quiet like a knife waiting to cut into something. Easton glanced at the door. "I thought the CEO would come for the meeting." Justin replied casually, "He doesn't need to. But I guess you badly want to see him." Easton's lawyer, Mr Lexus leaned forward. "Then let's not waste time. We believe the decision to demote Mr Easton is a clear case of unfair treatment. Possibly workplace harassment." Justin raised a brow. "You're saying the consequences are harassment now?" Mr Lexus continued, "My client has an excellent record. He's built campaigns that raised company profits. This sudden move is personal." Mr Romero chuckled

Clarissa wished she could slow some things down. She met these new girls and somehow, it was taking a good turn. The all-bubbly and extroverted Isabella won't stop rambling on topics. Alecia chipped in once in a while. Clarissa noted the difference between these girls' personalities and she wondered how they became best friends though. While Isabella was bubbly, Alecia was more reserved, talks less but when she does, she attracts attention. "You know. Last week, that Miley girl stamped dirt on the back of my shirt. I swear, I so wanted to rip her face off her head." Isabella complained. Clarissa hummed, sipping the coffee she bought. "Why didn't you though?" Alecia replied this time. "Those girls are year two students. And Caroline?? Her father is Mr Titac. I'm sure you know what that means." Clarissa was genuinely stunned. She leaned forward and lowered her voice. "Isn't Mr Titac the professor in charge of students' affairs??" Isabella snarled. "He is. But yet, h

“Where’s Clarissa??” Lucas asked. He pulled on his tie as he waited for an answer. “She’s in her garden.” Mrs Chen said flatly. She had somehow become lonely now that Granny Reed had returned to her mansion. She had no one to watch TV with anymore and to bicker with. Lucas frowned slightly. “It’s late.” He checked his wristwatch. It was 7 PM. “Yeah. She came in earlier looking solemn. After eating, she went to her garden and has been there since.” Lucas handed his bag and coat to Mrs Chen before exiting the living room and heading straight to the garden at the back house. His black shoes hit the gravel on the hard floor as he made way to the garden. He saw Clarissa sitting on the rock in the middle of her garden. She was staring into space. The evening November chilly wind blew her hair, scattering it in every direction. She didn’t try to brush off the hair on her face. She just sat there, looking…..lonely. He slowed his footsteps as he came nearer. His eyes brushed a