All Chapters of Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex!: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“That’s my promise ring,” I said, voice steadier than I felt, though my arms still trembled as I lowered them just enough to flash Lena my own ring. I lifted my left hand, letting the massive diamond Derek gave me catch the light, sparkling like a star. “Resized, sure, but Jason gave the trinket to me when we first started dating. Don’t flash people that fake, tiny rock, Lena. This is what a real diamond looks like. When a real man loves you, he gives you the real thing, not my sloppy seconds," I told her, her reddening face making me bolder with each word. Lena glared at my ring, green with envy, her whole frame heaving. Her eyes drank Derek in. I purred low, making her run back to Jason and whip her head in his direction, her eyes wide with betrayal. “Is it fake? Tell me she’s lying!”I almost felt sorry for my pathetic, slack of shit, cheating ex. Then I remembered he treated me like crap to the very end. Even by proposing to Lena. Granted, I married and fucked his dad/uncle, b

His hands gripped my ass hard, fingers digging into the soft flesh, spreading my cheeks just enough to tease my exposed hole against the air.“Pearl, fuck, angel, you’re killing me," he sighed in contentment. "I know I have no right to doubt you, I just want you so much. I'd fucking kill him if he touched you again."I rolled my eyes, then kissed my husband. Desperate. Angry. Needy. My hips rolled shamelessly against his, grinding my bare pussy along his length, coating his sweatpants with my arousal. The friction on my clit made me gasp into his mouth, my nails raking down his back.“He doesn't want to touch me, Derek. He had years to do it. Jason never loved me,” I whispered in between kisses, my lips trailing up his jaw, his throat, nipping at the pulse point there. “He loved what I could do for him. Study. Pass his classes. Suck his dick when he was bored. Boost his ego. Stay quiet while he fucked my sister behind my back. I’m scared to let you in, Derek. He fucking hurt me. Fucke

“Hi dad,” Jason said, voice loud and mocking, slicing through the quiet like a blade. “Have a nice time breaking in my girlfriend’s ass while I fucked her cunt last night?”The words hit me like ice water in the face. My whole body locked. Every muscle stopped working at once. Derek’s arms, still wrapped around my waist, warm and safe, suddenly felt like the only thing keeping me together. I couldn’t breathe.Couldn’t think.My mouth opened on a tiny, shattered sound that wasn’t even a word.Jason lounged against the headboard like he belonged there, sheet slung low across his hips, that old cruel smirk curling his lips—the same one he used to wear when he’d say I should be grateful he even kept me around.Panic clawed up my throat, hot and suffocating.I twisted hard in Derek’s hold, pressing my back flush to his chest, trying to disappear into him, into the solid wall of his body. “Derek,” I choked out, voice cracking so badly it barely sounded like mine. “I don't, we were drinki

Pearl's POVI gathered the sheet around myself like armor and slid out of bed on shaking legs. Jason’s eyes followed me, hungry and yearning. I looked away hurriedly. Knowing you didn't want someone wasn't the same as being safe from them. My exit was less than graceful. Walking was uncomfortable. My raw holes made me feel even more dirty. My first anal experience was supposed to be with Derek alone. Now I didn't even know whose dick went up there first. All I wanted to do was cry some more, but I held off until I was safely in the bathroom. The bathroom door closed behind me with a quiet click.I opened the tap, making sure the water was scalding hot, then stepped under the spray before turning open the cold water tap to even things out. The hot water hit like punishment. I cried again. Silent, wrenching sobs that rattled my ribs. I’d cheated on Jason by marrying his dad. And now I’d done it to Derek too. Whore. The word rang in my skull, old and vicious. When Derek said it, it

“I can’t stand it,” I snarled to the empty room. “I can’t fucking stand the thought of him inside her. Not when she was drunk. Not when I was supposed to keep her safe. I’m her husband. I’m supposed to—”The words choked off.I hated myself for it. Hated the jealousy clawing up my throat. Under normal circumstances, I could’ve shrugged last night off as a drunken mistake. People fuck up. People share. People regret.If she was just some random hook up, I wouldn't have batted an eye.But this was Pearl.My Pearl.My fucking wife. The woman who looked at me last night like I’d hung the moon. The woman who cried in my arms because she finally felt free and safe.And now Jason’s voice was in my head, laughing, promising he’d be there when I inevitably ruined it."Fuck," I cursed, pulling at my hair as the room spun. I couldn’t lose her.Not to him.Not to my own fucking ego.