Semua Bab HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION(An Erotic Billionaire Romance): Bab 91 - Bab 96

Meadow’s POV: ‘No, please. Anyone but him.’I never realized it before, but recently it hit me that when Clarissa was advising me against Alaric in the bathroom, her intentions may not have been wholly pure.‘Whatever you’re getting from him, it’s not worth it. Stay away from him.’I was stupid enough to think that she was really just looking out for me. And maybe she was—Hell, I didn’t know who Alaric truly was. But knowing that she and Alaric had something real and intense when they were younger… It just made me feel like Clarissa wanted something from him.In less than two hours, I arrived at the restaurant where she’d asked me to meet her.My aunt was seated at a table in the corner. Not a lot of people were present, seeing as it was a sunny Tuesday afternoon, unfortunately. I didn’t much like being around so many people, but in a situation like the one I was about to be in with Clarissa, I wouldn’t mind a number of people surrounding us.It was so I could have something else to

Meadow’s POV: All the breath escaped my lungs.Together.In.Vegas.They were together in Vegas and she asked him to let her go? Right after Alaric had picked a fight with me and made me feel stupid for wanting my sister to be released?I had never seen Alaric get drunk before, but he did with Yvonne. And he told her things that he wasn’t supposed to.To the public eye, Alaric was supposed to be in love with me. And that included Yvonne and his family. Getting drunk with his ex was not only disrespectful, but embarrassing.Did they… Did he touch her? Fuck her?Bile rose up my throat.No. He wouldn’t do that.“Oh god, Meadow…” Yvonne whispered, slamming her palm over her mouth. “I didn’t mean to. I thought he must’ve mentioned it to you already.”For a moment, I was quiet. My insides were raging, but I maintained a calmness I didn’t know I was capable of. I picked up my drink, and took the first sip.I swallowed, holding the glass up to glare into it. I hated it. I hated the taste of

Alaric’s POV: When I took my phone out of the pocket of my jacket, I didn’t know what I was expecting. But it was definitely not a photo of my wife in a pink lingerie set.Fuck. Me.I couldn’t see her face as her back was facing the camera. Meadow was holding her hair up casually, but her ass was the main fucking meal. Barely covered by the pink scrap of material, her big, bubble butt just fucking… stared at me. Inviting me to have a taste.My teeth scraped over my bottom lip as I trailed my finger over her figure on the screen. The photo was daring. Maybe a little too daring.Which was why I opened the surveillance feed on my laptop and went straight to her room. Meadow was standing by her bed, running a hand through her hair and… fucking biting her nails from nervousness, and it seemed she wasn’t even aware she was doing it until she just stopped all of a sudden as if she’d only realized.Meadow was too innocent to pull this off—although, I did appreciate the effort. I was going to