All Chapters of Once His Mate, Now His Rival: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

TWO DAYS LATER"So, which of these do you think I should wear?" Damon asked, turning his camera toward the outfits spread across his bed.Drake laughed through FaceTime. "Seriously, man? You know you'll look good in anything. Just pick one and put it on already."Damon chuckled. "I know, man. I'm just so damn excited. I can't believe I'm finally getting to spend a vacation with her. It's all I've ever dreamed of.""After everything you did to win her back?" Drake said. "You earned it. I'm just glad you didn't give up.""Yeah. Me too." Damon set the phone on the dresser so Drake could see him as he folded a shirt. "It's only a week, but I'm going to make sure every single day counts."Drake smiled. "I'm happy for you, man. Really. I'm glad you're finally getting your family back together after all the shit you both went through.""You have no idea," Damon said quietly. "The way she kept pushing me away… I really thought I'd lost her forever. If it weren't for you telling me not to give

Damon's eyes gleamed with lust as he stared at her boobs. They were firm and round. Her pink nipples were so erect, as though they were begging for Damon's attention.Before Amber could blink, Damon leaned in and took her left nipple into his mouth, sucking on it as though his entire life depended on it. His right hand traveled to her other nipple, playing with it.Grabbing the edges of the countertop with both hands, Amber threw her head back, trying hard not to go crazy from pleasure.Before she could get used to his lips on her nipple, Damon switched positions, giving her right nipple the same attention as the left one.He finally withdrew his mouth and started getting rid of his clothes.Amber gasped when his trouser fell to the ground and his dick sprang to life.Damon smirked at that.He approached her after discarding all of his clothes."You like what you see?" He asked with a smirk, and a smile tugged at his lips when Amber slowly nodded her head."Do you want to touch it? I

"Don't be gross, Jason. That's sweet. It means Mummy loves Daddy!" Jessie said, making Jason's eyes widen."Really?"Jessie nodded."Does that mean Mummy is no longer angry at Papa?"Jessie nodded again.Jason's head snapped toward his mother. "Is that true, Mama? Can Daddy live with us now?"Amber smiled and got down from Damon's lap. "Yes, sweetheart. Your father can live with us now.""Yes!" Jason squealed, pumping his fist dramatically in the air.Damon felt his heart swelled with emotion. He never imagined a day like this would come, where he could sit here, surrounded by his wife and kids, sharing such precious moments."Daddy, are you crying?" Jason asked, noticing the tears gathering in Damon's eyes."No, buddy. Why would say that? I'm just... happy. I'm really happy.""Okay, papa. Because I don't want to see you cry."Damon chuckled softly, then reached into the bag beside him. He pulled out two small boxes and stepped toward the twins."Today is your mom's and my anniversary

TWO DAYS LATER Moore was standing at the mini bar, about to pour himself a drink, when he heard screams coming from upstairs followed by the sound of broken glasses.He froze. Then, abandoning the drink, he sprinted upstairs, tracing the sound of the noise.The noise led him to Bella's room, only to find her screaming, sobbing and at the same time hurling anything her hands touched. Her hair was loose and messier than before, her face streaked with tears. There were shards of broken glasses scattered everywhere in her room."Hey, hey, look at me, baby." Moore rushed to her, his voice low but urgent. "What’s wrong? Why are you crying?""It's… it's Damon, Dad." Her voice cracked. "Why is he being so unfair to me? Why is he doing this? I didn't do anything to deserve it, so why is he treating me like this? Why?"Moore's jaw tightened but he didn't respond immediately. Instead, he gently took her by the arms and led her out of the wreck room, making sure to avoid the scattered glasses an

"It's been over a week, Marc, and she still hasn't called or texted you back. Are you really going to keep waiting for her?" Dana asked the moment she stepped into the room.Marcus stood by the window, his gaze fixed on his phone as he dialed Amber's number again.A low growl escaped him when it went straight to voicemail for the third time in a row.One week.One week of calling and texting her.One week of silence.Yet, not even a single word.He dropped the phone on the table and reached for a bottle, pouring himself a drink. He downed it in one gulp, then poured another immediately."Seriously, Marc, you can't keep doing this to yourself. That bitch isn't worth it." Dana's voice sliced through the silence as she stormed toward him, her heels clicking sharply on the marble floor. "It's been over a week, and she still hasn't picked up any of your calls. Face it, Marc. She dumped you. It's time you accepted that and move on.""You don't know that," Marcus growled, not bothering to lo