All Chapters of Seducing My Own Billionaire Husband: Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

Our dinner went cold—but like Jack said, it could wait. He couldn’t.By the time we reached dessert, ice cream in hand, it looked like I was the one melting, not what I was eating.I lifted my gaze and found him sitting at the far corner of the long sofa, watching me. He took a slow spoonful of vanilla into his mouth, that same mouth that had devoured me earlier while his eyes never left mine.“If you keep staring at me like that,” I said casually, licking my spoon while holding his gaze, “I’ll melt faster than my ice cream.”His eyes narrowed, tempted and hallenged.I knew I shouldn’t start anything. The aftermath of how good he’d been to me was still evident. My legs hadn’t stopped trembling, not completely.Jack knew exactly how to please me. He never left me unsatisfied. He made me feel used—but in the way I wanted to be.He took control.y man in charge. He led me on. He gave it all to me. And my body remembered every second of it.Still…“You’re beautiful,” he said softly, his vo

Arthur had been an orphan for most of his life until the Winehouses decided to take him in as part of their family, and that was a story that had already been told countless times.He had accepted that version of his life long ago, to the point where he found peace in the life he was given and the one he built for himself.But fate and destiny had a way of interfering when things were finally calm.“If she really is your mother, give her a chance to prove it. Give her a chance to explain herself,” I said after hearing everything that had been weighing on him. “Everyone has their own story to tell. You’re a great man, Arthur—a very understanding one. You’ll get through this,” I urged softly.He sat on the single red couch, elbows resting on his knees, staring down at his half‑drunk coffee as if the answers might be hiding at the bottom of the cup.“Everyone has a choice,” I continued. “Sometimes they choose right. Sometimes…” I hesitated. “…they choose something that causes pain. I’m s

My fingers tightened around the edge of the table as my mother laughed.Laughed.As if she hadn’t just detonated my entire night by walking in on the arm of the very man I least expected her to be with.My mother—a perfectionist. A woman who would never associate herself with anyone she deemed tainted, people she called born by mistake, raised by failure, living poorly.She drilled it into my head for years: never do anything stupid that would ruin our family’s name. Never taint the hard work she and my father poured into raising us.And yet—here she was.Doing the exact thing she had warned me against almost my entire life.Douglas De Loughrey leaned closer to her, murmuring something in her ear. She tilted her head, smiling softly and almost shy. As if whatever he said had stirred butterflies in her stomach.I knew my mother had a sharp tongue. I always believed my parents had the strongest relationship—flawed, yes, but unbreakable beneath the manners that tortured everyone who brea

In no time, we were rushing out of the house after receiving Dad’s frantic call that Mom was in the hospital.“Dad?” I called the moment I spotted him in the hallway, slumped on a chair with his head bowed—almost in between his knees, obviously confused of what was happening.When he heard my voice, he let out a shaky sigh, as if seeing me might somehow hold everything together.“What happened?” I asked, my fingers tightening around the hem of my blouse, my heartbeat thundering so loudly it filled my ears.Jack stood quietly behind me, close enough that I could feel him there as my backbone for whatever truth was about to be revealed.Dad stood up and rubbed his palm over his forehead. His eyes were rimmed red, swollen like he’d been holding back tears for hours, forcing them down, and keeping his man up.“I…” He shook his head. “We had a fight. I was upset. I—I yelled at her. We were screaming at each other.” His voice cracked. “And your mom suddenly left the house this morning. No e