Semua Bab FALLING FOR MY SON’S BILLIONAIRE BEST FRIEND: Bab 61 - Bab 65

MichaelI finally pulled back. Her face was flushed, her skin damp with sweat. Her eyes were half-closed. She looked ruined—messy and still so beautiful.I kissed my way back up her body, stopping at her full breasts. They rose beneath me. I took one in my mouth and suckled, hearing her gasp. Her hands were on my back again. I moved to the other breast, my tongue teasing her nipple. I moaned against her as she whimpered. I could feel her heart pounding through her skin.“Michael, make love to me… please,” she whispered, dazed.I pulled off my shorts and pushed her legs open, locking my eyes with hers. Her hands fixed on my waist, her thighs wrapped around me again as I entered her.“Yes,” she moaned, a loud sound tearing from her throat. Her hands flew to my back, grabbing, clawing.My hands gripped her hips as I moved inside her. She felt so good—there was nothing sweeter than her. My face dropped to her neck, grunting as she squeezed me, meeting every thrust with her own, her legs l

JuliaI ignored his calls all day yesterday. And again this morning. Each time his name lit up my phone, I pressed the side button and silenced it. I couldn’t stand to hear his voice. Not after seeing him with her. She had her arms wrapped around him—so cozy, like he was her boyfriend. She looked perfect beside him. And I hated how much it hurt. I hated that I cared. But God, I did. Another call came through. This time, my office line.I sighed and picked up. “Hello?”There was silence. And then… “Julia,” his deep voice called my name. And I froze. My heart stuttered, my fingers suddenly became weak.“Can we talk?” he added, his voice making me tremble. I almost caved and said yes. I slammed the phone down. I can’t. Not now. Not when I still felt this angry and betrayed.Minutes later, Lydia walked in with a file. “New client,” she dropped it on my table. “The CEO asked me to give this to you. The client…She’s expecting you this evening. Everything you need is in the folder.”I opene

Julia“Oh my God! Dad!” Justin barreled into the living room, breathless with shock and excitement.“My son.” Gilbert grinned warmly. His eyes lit up like he was genuinely happy. If I didn’t know him better, I might’ve believed he missed Justin. “I missed you, son.”He pulled Justin into a hug. Justin held him tight, his head resting against Gilbert’s chest. I looked away.“Dad, when did you get back?” Justin looked at his father like he was seeing something he thought he’d lost.Jealousy bloomed low in my gut, unwelcome. A thought I didn’t want to think. Maybe my kids loved their father more than they loved me.“Last night,” Gilbert answered as he glanced my way. “And I wish your mother was as welcoming as you both.”Justin’s head whipped between us. “What do you mean?” “She made me sleep on the hard couch,” Gilbert shook his head, a sad smile tugging at his lips. “She’s mad at me. And I don’t blame her. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have stayed too long away from home.”He was pretend