All Chapters of My Ex’s Billionaire Brother Is My Temptation : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Emily’s POV “I’m breaking up with you,” My boyfriend of three years, Joe Hutton, uttered, as I sipped my lemonade, and I nearly spat it out in shock as I stared at him.“W-What are you talking about?” I asked, placing my glass of lemonade on the table. “Did I do something wrong? Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”I couldn't possibly fathom why Joe would want a breakup on the third anniversary of our relationship, without us having any fights prior.We were currently at Cafe de Oriental, his favourite cafe, to celebrate our anniversary.“How do I put this?” Joe muttered, his countenance plain. “I am no longer in love with you, Emily.”“Okay, I will forgive you if this is an elaborate prank preceding a surprise,” I said, willing myself to giggle but Joe remained unsmiling as he stared at me.“I have tried my best to fall in love with you again, but I just can't seem to do it, Emily,” He continued. “I can't keep pretending to myself that our relationship is heading somewhere when

Emily’s POV As I loaded dishes into the dishwasher, the doorbell rang, causing me to stop, so I could go check who was at the door.Before I could even walk out of the kitchen, it rang again, and I couldn't help but huff at the person's impatience.However, when I opened the door and saw Janine looking like she'd discovered the worst thing on earth, I knew something had happened.And whatever had happened was really bad.“Hey, babes,” I said, hugging her. “How was your flight? I thought you were coming back tomorrow.”“Yes, I thought so too until I discovered something,” She said, as we disengaged from the hug. “Abigail is getting married today.”At her utterance, I burst into a peal of hearty laughter but stopped when Janine didn't laugh along with me.She was being serious.“What do you mean Abigail is getting married? Are you sure you heard right?” I asked, knowing fully well that Janine wouldn't have left Los Angeles, without having legit proof that our friend was really getting

Emily’s POV I sighed blissfully as warm water trickled out of the showerhead, onto my body, relaxing my taut nerves.Running my fingers through my hair, I fluttered my eyes shut, and for an inexplicable reason, Donovan 's face wafted into my mind, causing me to blink my eyes open immediately.The salacious memories of yesterday was stil fresh in my head—especially how I'd all but told him off for making such a lewd utterance—I was so horny that I could have asked him to really fuck me.Pushing the thoughts down, I closed my eyes again and this time around, my subconscious conjured up a scenario where Donovan was fucking me in the shower.Strangely enough, I didn't feel the need to shake the lascivious imagination off as my pussy had already begun pulsating with arousal.At that moment, I badly wished I could make my imagination come true.I had never wanted something as much as I wanted the Donovan in my subconscious, to become real.Damn, last week's events had broken me so bad, I

Emily’s POV Pleasure coursed through me like wildfire through a forest as Donovan slotted his tongue into my mouth, causing me to whimper softly as I wrapped my arms around his neck.Here I was, making out in a hotel elevator with my ex's brother who also happened to be my boss.My life really was a wonderful mess, one that I didn't feel bad about.The fact that I was finally ending up in bed with Donovan tonight, after a week of having sexual fantasies about him, was utterly impressive of me.Just then, Donovan pulled away from the kiss, which caused me to let out a disgruntled moan.“Y-You stopped. Why?” I stuttered out, and he motioned to the elevator doors which had now slid open.“We have gotten to our stop, buttercup,” He said, and my stomach fluttered with a pleasant sensation.Just like it did when he called me “buttercup” back there on the balcony.If someone else had called me that, I would have definitely laughed in their faces, but there was just something hot and sensual

Donovan’s POV I was reviewing some proposal documents when a knock came on my office door.“Come in,” I said, raising my head up from the folder of documents on my desk.The head of the accounting department, Pamela, walked in, holding a folder of documents.“Good day, sir,” She greeted. “Here is the quarterly profit report you asked for.”“Alright, thank you,” I replied, collecting it from her. “By the way, you didn't attend the last bi weekly heads of department meeting, and you didn't mention that you were going to be absent.”Scratching her nape awkwardly, Pamela said, “Yes, I forgot to mention that I suddenly had a family emergency, sir. It's also the reason why my subordinate, Emily, sent you the work documents for a week. I'm sorry and will do better, sir.”“It's all good. Just make sure to fill out a formal request to take time off work next time,” I replied. “You may leave.”Honestly, I couldn't even sanction Pamela because it was her unprofessionalism that made Emily send h