Alle Kapitel von The Billionaire's Nun (The Van Dyke Sisters 4): Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

Chastity sneaked Julian upstairs to her bedroom. Things had gotten so hot and heavy between them in the limousine they couldn’t wait to get to his place. The Van Dyke estate was closer considering the route they were on. Chastity had never been so thankful that everyone was in their beds asleep. Chasity quickly yet gently closed the door. As soon as she turned around, Julian was on her. They kissed and kissed as Julian maneuvered her to the bed. Then they began pulling and tugging at each other’s clothes. Chastity yanked his suit jacket down to his elbows and then grabbed the front of his shirt with both hands and tore it open, exposing his muscular chest. Julian took control by whirling her around, making her face away from him. The sound of her dress being quickly unzipped broke through the sounds of their heavy breathing. Julian practically yanked her dress down, revealing her full black slip. He placed his hands on the top of the lac

The Van Dykes including the in-laws were present during the traditional after Christmas Day brunch at the Van Dyke estate. Spinach quiche, French toast casserole, Canadian bacon, fruit salad, and sweet potato hash were on the table.Chastity let everyone help their plates and get the polite chit chat out of the way before she said, “I have some news.”“What is it?” her mother asked with intrigue.There was no way to break the news gently. “Instead of me teaching at Saint John Paul II Catholic Academy after I take my final vows, I’ll be sent to Lady of the Saints Academy in Chiapas, Mexico,” Chastity revealed.The gasp, swearing, and simmering outrage were almost as bad as when she had told them she was becoming a nun.“Mexico,” Catherine stressed, still awestruck.“Why the change in plans?” Alexander asked with concern.“My skill sets will benefit the children at Lady of the Saints more than they would at the Boston academy,” Chastity answered. “That’s what I was told.”“Where in God’

Appetizers were uneventful at Devon’s. Some of the people present weren’t people Chastity had met before, but Julian was happy to make the introductions. Chastity liked what Julian had on. A charcoal dress shirt, black slacks, and black Italian shoes. It was simple but it suited him. It made him look sophisticated yet relaxed.There were only at Devon’s for an hour then they moved to Jen’s house – and there were more people there. Jen served roasted duck, asparagus, and roasted potatoes. Strawberry cheesecake was served for dessert. It was superb like the last dinner Chastity had there. She made it a point to compliment Jen on her cook. About seven people got into the limo with Chastity and Julian including Charlie and Ethan, the two men who were at Jen’s for Christmas dinner. Everyone laughed, talked, and drank on the way to Theodora’s penthouse. Chastity was starting to have fun. She found their little caravan amusing. Six stretch limousines in a row cruising through New York in th

They had both stripped off their shirts in the living room. Before Chastity could think about taking off anything else, Julian scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom – the double doors at the end of the hall. He gingerly yet quickly sat Chastity on the edge of the bed. She wasn’t going to fool herself by wondering what had gotten into her. She knew and wasn’t willing to deny it anymore. She wanted him. Here and now. She had never wanted a man so much in her life than she did Julian Beaumont. In a way, it didn’t make sense. She wasn’t drunk or high. So, she couldn’t blame it on either inebriate. It was like some sort of intense need that came on all of a sudden. No. She was lying to herself again. It wasn’t all of a sudden. It had been brewing for months. So much so, she had literally dreamt of this moment many times. Chastity reached for his belt buckle and undid it. She did the same to his button and zipper - rather swiftly. So fast she surp

Hector had been able to convince Julian to take a shower. As he was, Hector had Alexander call Caitlin, Cassandra, and Agatha, telling them to not mention Chastity’s name during brunch. He hadn’t had time to explain. Then Alexander had made Julian a cup of coffee while Hector had put out some clothes for him to wear. Now, they were sitting in the sunroom at the Beaumont townhouse. Cassandra had the staff set up a long table in there before she had let them go last night. They were going to return tomorrow. The place setting was pleasant; a white tablecloth, a huge arrangement of fresh wildflowers in the center, Cassandra’s mother’s china, and crystal goblets. It appeared Cassandra had worked hard to prepare the meal. Unfortunately, it was for not. The food was absolutely ghastly in taste and appearance. The fresh squeezed orange juice was full of pulp – and possibly peelings. The cinnamon rolls were doughy. The quiche was over cooked including being burnt at t