All Chapters of The Bet That Ruined Us : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The car pulled up in front of Grandma Madonna’s house."Dad, where is this place? I thought we were going to some fancy restaurant?" Ayven's voice came from the backseat, tinged with disappointment."It is your great-grandma's house," Grayson replied, putting the car in park."Oh really. What a pleasant surprise." Ayven's tone was dripping with sarcasm as he made exaggerated faces.Shayla turned around to give him a warning look, but Grayson was grinning."Well, I am surprising her with you," Grayson said.Shayla's head whipped toward him. "I thought you told her about us.""Yes. Us. Excluding little Mr. Cross." Grayson's hand found hers, squeezing gently. "I told her about the bet too. Everything. And she has been dying to meet you."Shayla's stomach flipped. His grandmother knew about the bet. Knew what Grayson had done. And she still wanted to meet her?They got out of the car, and before they even reached the door, it flew open.Grandma Madonna stood in the doorway, and the moment

Grayson's eyes went dark the moment the words left her lips.He stood frozen in the doorway, his chest rising and falling with controlled breaths, his hands still fisted at his sides like he was using every ounce of willpower not to pounce on her immediately."Say that again," he growled, his voice rough and strained.Shayla let her legs fall open a little wider, the sheer black lace doing absolutely nothing to hide what he was looking at. She held his gaze, confident and bold, exactly how she felt in this moment."I said," she repeated slowly, deliberately in a low teasing tone, "come eat your dessert, papi."Grayson crossed the room in three long strides.He was on her before she could take another breath, his mouth claiming hers in a kiss that was nothing like the soft, reverent one on the beach. This kiss burned with pure, unfiltered hunger. He groaned deeply into her mouth the moment their tongues met and let out a guttural “Fuuuck” that vibrated against her tongue.His hands roa

Ruby parked her car outside Ricardo's house and killed the engine.She sat there for a moment, gripping the steering wheel, telling herself she was not going to cry. She was not going to be that girlfriend who showed up emotional and needy.But damn, she had missed him.Weeks has gone of him being gone on tour while she worked herself to exhaustion with the Zenith campaign. They had both been so busy that their phone calls had become shorter, their texts less frequent, and the distance had started to feel like more than just physical miles.Ruby grabbed her purse and got out of the car. She had tracked his location on her phone like some kind of stalker and found out he had been back in the city and he hadn't bothered to call or come see her.She let herself in with her own keycard and climbed the stairs, her heels clicking against the marble with each determined step.The bedroom door was slightly ajar, and she could hear water running in the bathroom.Ruby pushed the door open just

Shayla stood frozen in the doorway of her office, staring at Ruby sitting in her chair with that knowing smile."Ruby, I—""That was a great orgasm, mama bear." Ruby's voice was light, almost conversational, but there was an edge underneath that made Shayla's stomach drop.Shayla's face flushed hot. "I can explain—""Can you?" Ruby leaned back in the chair, crossing her arms. "Because I would love to hear the explanation for why my best friend has been too busy to return my calls, too busy to meet for coffee, have dinner in her apartment, too busy to even send a proper text, but apparently has plenty of time to fuck her baby daddy in his office.""Ruby—""When was the last time we actually talked, Shay?I didn't know you took Ayven to meet his great grandma, you didn't even know I'm back in the city because you haven't even checked my messages, you didn't even know that Ricardo and I are…” she took a deep breath. “ I mean, when was the last time we really talked like we used to."Shayl

[OUTSIDE ZENITH]Shayla stood outside the glass doors of Zenith, her hands fidgeting with her purse strap as she waited. For the past five days, Ruby had not answered a single call or text. The silence had been deafening, each unanswered message adding another layer of guilt to the weight Shayla already carried.But then Ayven had let something slip during dinner two nights ago. Ruby had been texting him, asking how Shayla was doing, if she's okay? If she's eating well? It was a small thing, but it gave Shayla hope. If Ruby was asking about her, it meant she still cared. It meant there was still a chance to fix this.Shayla had rehearsed her apology a thousand times in the mirror, in the car, in the shower. She knew exactly what she wanted to say, how she wanted to say it. She just needed Ruby to give her the chance."Well, well. It is Grayson's baby mama, huh?"Shayla turned toward the voice and her stomach dropped. Sasha Volkov stood a few feet away, her arms crossed over her chest a