All Chapters of Game Of Chess With My Ex-Husband's Uncle : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"W-What do you mean, divorce?" I asked, my lips quivering as I looked at him through a blurry vision. He looked at me like I had gone senile. "Wow.. is she always this stupid?" Belinda muttered. "Unfortunately, yes. I really must have been crazy to marry her.""This is why you should have never pushed me away, this naughty man.""I'm sorry, my love. Please discipline this naughty boy of yours."Belinda chuckled. "And I will. Starting with that dick of yours. Now whip it out...""...."They flirted and chuckled with themselves loudly without considering my presence. I was forced into the position of the third wheel right in my marital home. It was as though they already forgot about my existence in the room. I looked at the paper in my hands and tears streamed down my face. "Marco, please..." I mumbled, my stomach twisted into a knot. I had lost all strength in my body. Marco turned to face me with a grunt of annoyance. "Hmm? What did you say?" I looked up at him desperately,

Lorenzo's POV I woke up to the warm sunlight penetrating through my eyelids.I opened my eyes and vaguely remembered the night that had just passed. A smile formed on my lips, I was glad.Turning my head to the woman beside me, I blinked in surprise. She was gone. When did she leave?I sat up abruptly and my eyes scanned the hotel room. Her coat was missing, and so was the red lingerie that had driven me wild. It was an empty space with no traces of her. The only proof that she was real and that I had actually slept with a woman was the ruffled sheets and the satisfactory memories that were imprinted in my mind. Fuck!She had been the only one. The one woman I was actually able to have sex with. In my forty five years of life, I had never been able to get aroused by any woman even though I'd been with several of them. I just enjoyed the act of satisfying women in different ways and I had become a master at it. I had given up on getting aroused in my lifetime until I met this woman

Vivienne I could clearly remember the surprise on his face. The expression in his eyes when he looked at me and recognised me... The way he wanted to hold onto me...'Why was he there? I'm not meant to meet him at all! I didn't want to meet him at all...!'"Are you alright, ma'am?" I snapped back to reality and returned my mouth to a normal state. I had a habit of chewing the insides of my mouth when I was anxious or lost in thought. "Hmm?" I looked at the driver, confused. "We've arrived. I've been telling you but you didn't respond. I thought you fainted or something...""Oh, sorry about that." I cleared my throat awkwardly and opened the door in embarrassment, climbing out the car immediately. Just some moments ago I had been filled with composure and confidence. But the two incidents that occured simultaneously had made me feel a bit deflated all of a sudden. I squinted my eyes looking up at the hotel I had arrived at. The bright hot sun from behind the building making it di

Lorenzo's POV For the past five years, I've been searching and waiting for someone. A woman who changed my whole life in just one night. It happened the very day I arrived in this country and was determined to begin to carry out my revenge that I had planned for twenty-five years. The visit to that bar had been purely out of habit. It was a good place to meet people and get some girls who could amuse me for the night. I've already done this over the years so I was very skilled in pleasing women such that they wouldn't regret much not having a taste of my cock. It was because they were unable to arouse me no matter what they did. That was up until that evening when I met this woman. That woman who had just gone through a heartbreak was different. She was hungry and she needed someone to satisfy her. The moment I opened her coat was the moment my cock functioned properly for the first time. And I made sure to use it well. But she had disappeared, leaving only a note and some money l

- LORENZOShe was sweet. The taste of the wine that she drank lingered in her mouth. Her strong perfume registered itself in my brain and I drowned in her sweet, seductive fragrance, not willing to let her out of my grasp. I could almost feel her body melting under my touch. My hand slid around her back to keep her from melting away while the other gripped her throat, my body her until her back hit the wall. Her silky smooth skin was very warm and felt like butter to my fingers. She moaned into my mouth as I devoured her. I paused to catch my breath and pulled back, searching her face for something... anything. Her eyes were half opened in a daze, her chest heaving heavily. Her neck was covered with my hand and my eyes ran over her exposed shoulder and the bit of exposed cleavage. She fluttered her eyes fully open and gazed into my eyes with her mouth slightly parted. Yes. I could see it. I could see everything. The fear, the lust, the uncertainty, the need hiding in those deep