All Chapters of Being Mr CEO's Bride: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Kaelia's POV WARNING!!!THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED.Emboldened, I slid my fingers higher and higher, watching his expression.Eventually, his hand slid under the table, and he gripped my wrist. Enough.The meeting finally came to an end, and he stood up slowly. He said thank yous, shook hands, and in a few minutes, I had his undivided attention.His other hand found mine, and he held on to it until we were out the door. He was on me the second the car door shut behind him.He didn't get into the driver's seat. No. He climbed into the back with me.“Freddy,” I said in a tone that was supposed to be scolding.His lips came down on mine, silencing me. Hard. Desperate. Like he would tear me apart in search of more.His hands were everywhere – my breasts, my waist, my hips.He pulled my dress down, my breasts coming into view. With his eyes trained on mine, he took a nipple in his mouth.He played with it a bit, then he trailed kisses u

William's POV With old age came monotonous days, I'd realised.Once, some thirty years ago, I had been the talk of the town. Fresh out of college, I had been lucky enough to inherit the Montgomery Grand from my dead father. The first of my mates to become a billionaire.And like flies to honey, girls flocked around me, wanting a taste of me, wanting a taste of what I had to offer.I took the opportunity to be promiscuous. Well, I enjoyed the opportunity so much that I forgot what it meant to be faithful in a marriage.All that time was gone; behind me now. The fun. The chaos. These days were spent doing the same old things I was slowly getting tired of.The brown skinned girl turned the bottle of oil over on my skin, pouring just about enough.With a sultry look in her eyes, she rubbed her hands down the length of my body, moving forward and backward slowly. But I knew she didn't want me. She only wanted my money. Women who flocked around me these days only wanted that since I was n

Kaelia's POV For some reason, I was not shaken by William finding out who I truly was. It was surprising to me, especially since he was Freddy's father and could tell him anytime.But something about being brought to his office instead of being publicly humiliated like I expected made me more confident.“Divorce Freddy,” he said. Just as I was expecting. He had never approved of our marriage or the fact that Freddy preferred me and chose me over him.And now, he had seen an opportunity to correct that.I said nothing because I had nothing to say. Divorcing Freddy was completely out of the question. I loved Freddy, but there was no way I was going to divorce my husband.William blew another puff of smoke on my face.“I want you to divorce him,” He continued. “But I want you to do it in a way that he has no trust for women anymore,”I cocked a brow, “What do you mean?”“First, you're going to cheat on him. Carlos here would be available for that.” My head snapped to Carlos, who gave

Kaelia's POV That day, I got a text I was not expecting. It was from Nurse Jemithea.Hi, Kaelia. You wouldn't believe it. Doctor Jeremy did rounds today, and he said your mom could be discharged. As soon as tomorrow.Normally, the news would have excited me. Especially since mom had been in the hospital for months. But all I felt was panic. Mom didn't know that I was married. She knew nothing about the life I was presently living.How would I tell her that? How would she react to the news if she found out? But there was an even bigger problem. Our apartment. I had not been there in months. I had not been there since a week before my wedding. I wondered what the situation would be now. I was sure the rats that I had set countless traps for in the past would have taken over by now.I dialled the Landlady’s number.“Hello,” “Hello,” the woman on the other end of the line said. She sounded out of breath. “I'm Kaelia Bennett. I occupy apartment 04.”There was a short pause, then a

Kaelia's POV “About what, Mom?” I asked, my curiosity piqued. She turned away from me, rubbing her fingers.“About your father…”“He asked about Dad?” I asked, surprised. Who was this man? I wondered. Although a part of me thought it was Carlos.Who else would it be?But why did he want to know about Dad?“Not that…”“Then what, Mom? What are you saying?”Just as she opened her mouth to speak, we were interrupted by knocks on the door. Mom exhaled, then headed to the front door.“Oh. Hi. I haven't seen you for the longest time.” I heard someone say. I knew it was Candace, the woman from next door. “...I just came back from the hospital…” Mom was saying before I shut it out, drowning instead in my own thoughts.Mom was trying to say something.Or hiding something.Whatever it was, it had successfully piqued my interest. Then, it occurred to me that I could not return to the mansion today.It was Mom's first day back from the hospital, and I had not made any plans for a caregiver.