All Chapters of A Secret Affair With My Best Friend's Uncle : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Dante's POVSilence prevailed in the office after Margaret's question, but I didn't know why it was so difficult to answer. If this question had been asked some time ago, I would have answered in a heartbeat, but I didn't know why I couldn't answer it now.What changed?“Why aren't you answering?” Margaret probed, and that jolted me back to reality as I looked at her.“You know the answer already, but is your heart still for me, Margaret?” I retorted, and she only smiled as she turned away from me.“You will have to earn that back because only hate fills my heart now, so it's up to you, Dante Blackwell, to air that hate.” She said, and I sighed.I had really ruined her because the Margaret that I knew was the purest woman ever. She didn't even know how to hold an argument properly, which was the reason she was easily oppressed back then.“Is that a challenge?” I asked, and she chuckled, her eyes heating up as she walked toward me.“Yes, but do you know what I remember with that? I rem

Cassandra’s POV “No texts, no calls,” I breathed, dropping my phone onto my desk with a frustration that had been simmering for days, refusing to fade no matter how hard I tried to ignore it.I had been in complete distraught for a week now because Dante Blackwell hasn’t contacted me, not even once after the presentation we had at his office. I still couldn’t believe he wouldn’t reach out after all the commotion caused by his so-called friend, yet he didn’t, and when I tried to reach him, he gave me that lame excuse that he was busy. Busy enough to forget me entirely.He promised to call me back afterward, but he hasn’t even texted once, talk more of calling. I didn’t want to think deeply about it because it wasn’t his first time bailing on me, but something felt wrong this time, maybe because of that woman. Something in my chest twisted each time I remembered her, as if a sharp splinter of doubt had lodged there.I didn’t even know what the deal between them was, and that uncertaint

Cassandra's POV“Here goes nothing,” I muttered under my breath as I stepped out of the car Mira sent to pick me up. The moment I walked into the ballroom, where DM Construction’s fifth-year anniversary celebration was happening, the noise struck me first. I looked around like a lost sheep, trying not to show how overwhelmed I suddenly felt.The layered laughter, clinking glasses, and the low hum of conversations I wasn’t meant to hear all blurred into a single, dizzying wave that made my heart throb with nervousness. I contemplated turning back for half a breath, but I forced myself forward when I remembered why I was here in the first place.“Why are there so many people?” I breathed, scanning for any familiar face. Relief loosened my shoulders when I spotted Mira walking toward me in a flowing lilac dinner dress that looked unfairly beautiful on her. Pride swelled in my chest at the sight.“I almost thought you bailed on me. And you look stunning,” Mira said as she took me in, and

Dante's POV My eyes burned with anger as I watched Cassandra in another man's embrace in the hallway, and I knew the only reason the man wasn't six feet under was because I wasn't with my gun.Or because he was a friend.“Can you get your hands off her right this instant!” I growled, as I walked closer to them, and I didn't care if I looked unreasonable at the time, it was just unpleasant to watch her in another man's embrace. “What's going on, Mr. Blackwell? Why are you embarrassing my friend, and I?” He mused, but I didn't reply him, as I shoved him off, and dragged Cassandra to my side. “What are you doing, Cassandra? You should not be in the hall with Mira?” I asked, but she jerked my hands. “He's my friend, why can't I stay with him too!” She rasped.“Friends? Then why is he hovering over you and..” I choked on that rest of the words, but Cassandra wasn't backing down.“Why do you care what we do? I said, he's just a friend!” She spat, and I could tell that she was angry, but

Cassandra’s POV“How can you leave when I’m the only one who makes you tremble like this,” I whispered as I slid his cock out of his briefs, kissing the pinkish cap already dripping with precum.My words almost collapsed inside me the moment I heard he wanted to break things off, but I wasn’t going to allow that, not until I explored every trick I had to make him stay. I would be his little slut, his addiction, the girl who ruined him for anyone else. I would show him I could be more for him than he ever imagined.“Kitten… this is let’s not do this,” he breathed, voice unsteady, but I didn’t reply. I wrapped my hand around his cock, giving it a firm squeeze as I sucked softly on his tip.Fuck, I had missed the way his cock curled deep inside me, stretching me open, splitting me apart. How could that evil woman ever think she could take him away?“Do what? I’ve always done this, Daddy. You like me most when I do this,” I murmured as I settled onto the hard tiles, ready to give him a su