All Chapters of The billionaire scandal- the office affair.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Brian didn’t let me go until four in the morning. Clearly completely satisfied, he kept smiling at me.I couldn’t believe anything in this world. I was no virgin, but last night made me feel like one in every possible way.My whole body couldn’t even move when I woke up in the morning. I had to move like a snail out of the bed which, for some reason, looked clean and the sheets were fresh.“Morning,” my horse's voice startled Brain, who was busy in the kitchen. He watched me struggle and rushed to my side and helped me sit.He chuckled as I glared at me. “Good afternoon, Ellie,” he said, correcting me. I looked at the time two o’clock.“Why didn’t you wake me up?” he shrugs, going back to the kitchen.“We didn’t rest until four this morning. You deserve to rest”, he says, he continues humming.“You cleaned the sheets?” I asked him, looking

It had just become a bit chilly when the lady finally spoke. “I spent a few months in Italy and you forgot your place,” she snorted and moved her gaze to me. “Why would you fall for such a temperamental fool? There are better Becketts you could fall for, you know?”“Why are you back? To steal my girl?” the whole conversation was very confusing to me until Kai interjected.“She is opening a branch back here, and guess what, she is getting married in a year.”Zoey Beckett, the most mysterious Beckett there is. Many said she was more secret than Brian. Now that I do look at them, they look alike. Brian’s amused laugh is quite refreshing.“Who is dumb enough to marry you?”They immediately start bickering like little kids and, for some reason, the sane person in this pair is Kai, who calls me to the kitchen while the two are still bickering.We got to catch up with Zoey and, for s

His cold hands moving around my body makes my blood cold. Most of the time, when we fought, this was the way we would solve things.He kissed me for a while before moving to take off my clothes, reminding me, I didn’t have much time to deliberate because Miles never liked foreplay.“We can’t,” I tell him, “I am tired from the whole trip and sex will not make me forgive you, Miles.”He mutters something inaudible under his breath before jumping off the bed. “You know I could always get it somewhere,” he argues.And for some reason, this makes me happy. “We are in an open relationship. Miles, do what you think is right for your body.”I felt at ease watching my boyfriend slam the door as he went out to screw another girl. The absurdity of all this needs a very strong prayer. I have officially gone mad.Trisha woke early to make breakfast to apologize but she didn’t forget to gri

Daniela was settling in well, with the peace of mind that mom and dad were taken care of by Brian, who, for some reason, had moved in with them to help with the move. We were able to lay back and have some sister time.She stayed home and made sure to cook all kinds of food I liked and, with her newfound allowance, she was able to buy all kinds of groceries for us.Trisha and Miles would always marvel at how great of a cook she was. Daniela was a star. From when she was young, everything she would do she did with a bang.She was school council president for her senior year and she made sure every student in her year finished high school with marks that were able to get them to any school of their choice.She entered a dance competition once to raise money for her university registration fee, and she won it effortlessly. I always say that she was a superstar, “I only shine bright because of you,” is what she always tells me.Soon it was

It had been a week since Miles asked me to close things off, which made me very uneasy, because since then he had taken his time to be an involved boyfriend.And he chooses to bring me lunch every day, “Miles, I told you there was no need for this, I can just buy something.”He didn’t even listen to me, he just simply started unpacking his home-cooked meal on the table. “I made your favorite, I jotted the recipe down while Dani cooked last time.”Even before we opened up our relationship, he wasn’t like that. He was always affectionate only at home, or during intimacy.“You seem busy,” Brian’s annoyed voice rings from the door. He looks at the table and then at me, “romantic lunch?”“Yes, I have seen how unappreciative I was to my girlfriend, so I decided to be more romantic,” Miles says proudly.“Hmmmmm…….” Brian hums, “Next time yo