All Chapters of Seducing My Ex's Ruthless Dad : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Amy StoneThe water roared down around us, hot and relentless, steam curling thickly through the shower. Kael pressed me flush against the tiles, his hands clamping over my hips like he owned me. I shivered violently, legs trembling, every nerve on fire. My chest heaved as he tilted me slightly, and I felt him lean closer, his lips and tongue pressing, teasing, dragging across me with a deliberate, consuming hunger.I gasped, a loud, broken moan escaping me. “Kael… oh… fuck…” My fingers tangled in his hair, tugging, pulling him closer, desperate for more, my body trembling uncontrollably. Every flick, every press of his tongue sent shivers spiraling down my core, every brush igniting a fire I couldn’t control.He growled low, deep in his throat, dominance dripping from every word. “You like that, don’t you? You love it when I do this.” His tongue flicked, pressed, and curled over me, relentless, teasing, making me cry out again, my back arching, shaking against the cold tiles.“Oh… Ka

Amy StoneI bite my lip, heart racing as I press myself against Kael, feeling his cock already hard and twitching behind me. My pulse pounds in my ears. “Kael… are you sure?” I whisper, trembling slightly, nervous and excited all at once.He grips my hips, thumbs brushing over my soft skin. “Only if you want it,” he growls, voice low and rough. “I’m not going to hurt you, but I want you like this… desperate, open for me.”I nod, shivering, sliding down onto my knees. My body tingles, my core wet and slick, but this is different. This is new. I’ve never done this before, and the thrill makes my legs shake.He presses his cock against me, teasing the tip at first. My back arches, lips parting, a shiver running down my spine. “Oh… Kael…” I moan softly, breath shaky, and he growls, holding me tight.“You’re going to be so tight for me,” he murmurs, pressing a finger gently against me first. I gasp, my body tensing, and then relaxing slightly as he moves slowly, teasing me, making me adjus

Caleb's pov ‘It should not take you forever to do something right,” I scoff, pushing the plate away from my sight. “What's this mess you've made?” “But I made your favorite omelette, you always enjoy it,” Melissa says, while clenching on the wooden spoon.I groan and push myself against the swinging chair, “And I always tell you, its horrible! Amy would never have prepared such a horrible meal for me.” Melissa's eyes lands on mine, tears prick from the corner of her eyes and I suddenly feel like a monster.She's been nothing but good to me. She is even going an extra mile by making her father give me 30% shares in their company. ‘I need to make this wedding go through, otherwise I will start eating scraps,’ I think to myself.I let out a sigh and hold her small shoulders, I place a small kiss on her lips and wipe her tears away.“I am sorry, just got so frustrated that we are broke now and your father's deal is delaying.” I hug her tighter.“The wedding is in a few hours, after th

Amy’s POVThe evening air is cool as I grip the steering wheel, my knuckles pale from the pressure. The city lights blur past my windshield, but all I see is that damn file Chad left on my desk — those images, those reports, that night.My chest burns with anger and grief. My past is a wound I’ve stitched up long ago, one I never wanted to reopen. Now, thanks to Chad, it’s gaping and raw, bleeding all over again.“That bastard,” I hiss under my breath, slamming my palm against the steering wheel. My eyes sting, but I refuse to let the tears fall — not yet.By the time I pull up to the house, my head is pounding. I climb out of the car, taking deep, steady breaths. I need to pull myself together before seeing Kael. He reads me too easily, and the last thing I want is for him to suspect something is wrong.But the moment I step inside, my breath catches.The house looks… different.All the pictures that once held Kael’s late wife — carefully framed memories of a life I was never part of

Amy’s POVI stare at Kael from across the dinner table, my fork frozen halfway to my lips. He hasn’t looked at me once. Not once. His eyes are glued to his damn phone like I’m invisible.My stomach twists with irritation. This is ridiculous. I gave up my evening for this, and here he is, scrolling and smirking at God-knows-who.I slam my fork down, making the silverware clatter against the plate. “Are you going to sit there the whole night flirting with that damn phone, or are you actually going to talk to me?” I snap, my voice sharper than I intended.Kael glances up at me for a second, those icy eyes barely acknowledging me, then goes right back to scrolling. “Eat your food, Amy,” he mutters flatly.That’s it? Eat your food?Heat rushes to my cheeks, a mix of anger and humiliation. Why did I even think this could turn into something real? It started as a deal. It’s always been a deal. I was stupid to think he’d ever treat me differently.He chuckles at something on his phone, like I