All Chapters of Falling For My Ex’s Dying Billionaire Dad: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

••~~MADDISON~~••“What thing…?” I asked, anxious to a fault.“Protection,” he said. “I don’t do condoms. I need to feel all of you…. everytime I am inside you.”My stomach flipped. My pulse spiked. That wasn’t what I expected. Not at all.“EVERY TIME,” he repeated, smirk curling at the edge of his mouth. “No halfway. You. Me. All in.”Did he really need to stress that word?I blinked, trying to process, but he didn’t give me a second. His hand pressed against mine on the file, grounding me, daring me, warning me—like everything he just said was a promise I couldn’t escape.My whole face went red. We definitely didn’t use one last night and I felt… all of him.“Ms. Sinclair… already handled me,” I mumbled.“I know,” he said calmly. “I’ve seen your whole panel. Blood work and all. You’re clean.”I sat up, squinting. “Well, I haven’t seen yours.”“You can. Anytime.” He leaned back. “But just to be clear, if you got pregnant, that would be a disaster. A big one.”

Auto Saved Word Count 117823/70 ••~~CORIAN~~••I hate people touching my stuff. Golden rule.Because when people touch your things, they leave prints. And prints leave memories.I don’t do memories. Not after they’re gone.Maddison Summers just broke my golden rule.Again.And this time, she’s going to learn.I circled her, letting my eyes drag over every inch of her slippery body.She tried to cover herself, arms wrapping her torso.I stopped behind her, close enough to breathe her in, nearly brushing that bold little ass of hers. My voice roughened.“Don’t hide from me, Maddison. I want to see you.”Her arms dropped, shaky.Droplets slid down her body.... neck, breasts, stomach.... further, lower. Gliding into that soft V between her thighs.I snapped my fingers, Obsidian Grooming Vault opening. My hand wrapped around the ThermaTouch Gel.“Palms.”She raised them, nervous. I poured.She tensed, biting her lip.“Don't bite that lip,” I growled. She di

••~~MADDISON~~••“Ms. Summers? Are you okay?”Ausley’s voice yanked me out of my spiral.“Who was that?” I asked, blinking fast, trying to steady my breath. My chest felt like it was tied up with barbed wire.“That’s Ms. Shawny Reeves. Mr. Van Halen’s therapist.”Nope.That couldn’t be right.I frowned, confused. “What? She’s in a crop top and a belly ring.”“They have a… unique relationship. Mr. Van Halen depends on her….”Excuse me?And just like that… the entire surprise?Ruined.Wait… is this seriously happening?!Corian straight-up walked out with Miss Belly Ring like I was invisible. No nod. No glance. Not even a damn side-eye.And Ausley?All he has to say is, “Mr. Van Halen depends on her,” like he was giving me weather updates with that “deal with it, sweetheart” energy.My head did a full spin.Like Exorcist level.I was glitching.Straight up buffering.Depend? On her?In what freaking universe does Mr. Van Halen… that man… a whole walking thu

••~~MADDISON ~~••We stepped into the club, flashing lights bouncing off every wall, music thumping like a hundred heartbeats racing through my chest.“Uh-oh. Who’s the shadow?” Sydney tilted her head, squinting behind us.I turned.Yep.Ausley.Already on our tail like a bodyguard who took the job way too seriously.I didn’t even need to wonder how he got through the line.Ausley just had that “move or be moved” energy. That clean-pressed menace that even bouncers would respect."Driver-slash-bodyguard-slash-housekeeper... I don’t know what else." Eye-roll, sigh. Shrug.Felt like I was mad at him too, but really, it was leftover Corian rage just dripping onto anyone in proximity.“He looks like he has strict orders to secure the goods,” Sydney whispered, bumping her hip into mine. “And honey, you are the goods.”We both burst out laughing as we pushed deeper into the crowd.Damn. It was loud. The music. People pressed against each other. Boys leaned aga

••~~CORIAN~~•• I groaned under my breath, “Maddison...” I went to shut it down before it could go anywhere. She cut me off. “I saw a funeral brochure in the back seat of the car. Had your name on it.” “Damn it, Ausley…” I hissed under my breath. “He didn’t say anything. Just went mute like a fish. I’ve been spiraling since. What am I supposed to think?” She shrugged. Her voice had gone small. Real. The jokes were gone now. Just her. Scared. Curious. Like a sweet little puppy. Sweet what? Fucking glitch!!! “You are not supposed to think anything. That’s my personal shit. And you were snooping, Maddison.” I growled, pissed to my guts. She didn’t even try to deny it. “Are you?” She looked into me. Like deep. Like past-the-surface deep. Fuck. My fists dug on the edge of the bed. “You’re breaking the rules. My personal life is off-limits.” She bit her lip again and I swear to God I blacked out for two seconds. “So you are dying.” “Maddison