Semua Bab In Bed With My Billionaire Boss: Bab 101 - Bab 110

EmmaMy eyes blink open and I find myself still in the room I fell asleep in last night. Chris’s room. The room I was never supposed to spend the night in. It was in our contract.And here I’ve done it again.Quickly I sit up and try to slide out of the bed but his arms snake out quickly, grabbing me and pulling me back in.“Where do you think you’re going?” he mumbles, his voice still sleepy, and when I turn to look at him, the half-lidded eyes and drowsy look cause my chest to constrict.“No sleepovers. It was a rule, remember?”“Rules are made to be broken,” he murmurs back, kissing my cheek and my neck before settling back into the pillows.His arms are still around me. And he seems to be dozing back off. Before long he’s fast asleep again. But my mind is racing and I’m sure that more sleep is impossible at this point.Does it mean something, that he wanted me to stay? Is there more to it than just cuddling up together this morning?Does he want more? Like I already know that I wa

ChrisThis is it.I’ve already decided that things need to change.Because I’m not happy with the way things are anymore.Not content with letting it all go on the way that it has.Not okay with just hoping that things are going to be another way or that Emma is going to open up about what she feels.It’s time that I do it first.“Come to dinner with me tomorrow night.”She spins around, startled, from where she’s been gathering up a tray of drinks. Her stomach is quite large now and we’ve had to get an entirely new costume to help her feel more comfortable in it. And by her choice she sticks more to the bar, gathering the drinks for the other girls who take them around to the tables.“I didn’t even hear you come over here,” she says instead of answering but I’m not having that.“Come to dinner with me tomorrow night,” I repeat instead, and she laughs and shakes her head. But it’s not a no. It’s a wry gesture, like she can’t believe I’m doing this here.“All right, tomorrow night.”Th

Emma Staring down at the infant in my arms, I can’t imagine anything more amazing. Anything more amazing than this. “She’s beautiful,” I murmur, more to myself than anything, but Chris is right beside me, staring at the baby with just as much awe as I have. In fact, he’s been surprising me all along through this process. And now, after seeing and experiencing everything that he did for me throughout my labor, I’m definitely surprised, but pleased at the same time. “She’s just like her mother,” he replies, reaching out to gently touch her hand with one finger. His motions are slow, more gentle than I would have imagined was possible from him, but he’s definitely acting like he thinks the baby might break. Though to be honest I think I am, too. She just seems so small. And so fragile. Mom and Leann have stepped outside for a few minutes to give us a little time to just relax. And have some time with our baby without them hovering over. I’m enjoying having Chris right here, his ar

Sleeping with my best friend’s dad is strictly forbidden. Especially when he’s your off-limits boss. Mr. Evans is a confident demigod with chiseled body and sultry eyes. When his daughter steals my boyfriend, he offers me time off from work at his vacation home. The power outage clouds any sense of judgment. The next thing I know our lips collide and I’m grinding on top of him. I try to remain professional back at work. But my struggle continues with provocation from his bratty daughter and my ex. Just before things go dire, Mr. Evans comes to the rescue. He not only protects me from all the emotional harassment, But also fulfills our growing lust for each other. Just when I thought I have room to breathe I discover I’m pregnant. I don’t know if Mr. Evans can rescue me this time from the threat of exposing what we’ve been up to. ***** 001 Megan The sound of the buzzing intercom never fails to scare me, distracting me from my work. Now the sentence I’d be

JoelMegan hasn’t come out yet. I glance over at the bathroom door again. I can hear some water running, but that’s it. At least it’s better than the retching sounds I heard earlier.But I can understand her reaction. Seeing your boyfriend kissing another woman right in front of you, and then rubbing it in your face had to be difficult. Especially when the woman is looking like the cat who got the cream.I’m struggling to understand why my daughter thinks it was a good idea to do this. Why would she go after a guy who was in a committed relationship? Given how wealthy I am—which means, in turn, that she has everything she needs and beyond—there has to be plenty of guys who want to be with her and she can take her pick. Why does it have to be my personal assistant’s boyfriend?And why does she want to be seen as the other woman in a relationship? Surely, that’s not something anyone would be proud of, and yet Anna is wearing that badge with pride. I know she is a snob and a brat, but sh