Semua Bab A Substitute Wife For The Billionaire CEO : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Jada.His words reechoed in my ears as I stood still for half a minute before slowly reaching for the zipper at the back of my dress. He swiftly moved forward and gently brushed my hand away. “Here, let me help you.”My blood pumped faster as his finger ghosted over the zipper and pulled. He was careful not to catch my hair and that alone told me how often he had undressed a woman that even in moments like this, he hadn’t forgotten how to. The act was possibly engrained in his brain. I was about to be another notch on his bed post. A notch he would never even know he had fucked.As the zipper drew down, he brushed off the straps of the dress from my shoulder leaving me in just a bra upwards. He walked away from my back and around me before gesturing for me to continue with the striping process.How very gracious that my purity would be striped away by him. I reached for my dress to completely pull it off and realize that my fingers were trembling. My body hadn’t caught up to the f

Jada Life had pretty much bounced back to normal immediately after the awkward brunch with my family. Ivy had made me relieve the whole night again simply because she claimed she wanted to know exactly how things went down just incase she needed any knowledge from the act. “Jada, would you just fucking spill the bean already. Everyone in this room has had sex before, yourself included, now get in with the story.” From the corner of my eyes, I could see mother and father cringe at her words but neither of them dared to correct their golden child for being so crass with her language. Deciding to spare them the horror of hearing how a child lost her virginity, I decide to downplay the whole experience. “Ivy, it was just the regular priming and penetration.”I wasn’t about to tell my parents that my brother-in-law had gone down on me with his mouth. The mouth he would kiss Ivy with on their wedding day. A shudder ran through me. “And how many rounds did you guys go? I’d it was just

Jada I could only stare at Father. Ivy looked at me, too stunned to speak. “What do you mean, Father? Why? I thought this was just for the test?” I dropped my fork, Ivy nearly boiling over. “You've gotta be fucking kidding me.” Ivy grabbed me by the shirt, my hand picking the fork up gingerly from the side of my plate. “What did you do to him? What's under there? Gold? So what? He had one taste and couldn't resist? How classic. This has got to be a joke.” Ivy huffed again, eyes darting to the fork as she put me down. She stalked off, and I watched, quite unsurprised at the scene that had just played before me. It wasn't the first time she was being irrational. Irrational was Ivy, you just couldn't separate them, no matter what it is you did. Mother looked at me, as if just receiving the news again, but the surprise was replaced by disgust. “What did you do to him? Why the sudden change? Did you reveal yourself? Of course you did. You are not my child. Nothing but an ingrate

JadaI was thrown off guard by how big the place was. A young man walked up to us, myself and the little lady who had brought me from the car, beckoning on me to follow him whilst the lady returned to her duties. We walked upstairs, stopping in front of a door. “Here is your bedroom, madam. Everything is ready for you. There's clothes, linen, toiletries and all else you might need. I've spoken to all the staff, and if anything, all you need to do is pick that phone there, on your bedside table, and they are at your beck and call.” He said to me, with a simple nod, motioning for me to go in. I obeyed with a small smile, overwhelmed by the space. “What's your name?” I asked, the smile remaining on my face. “James, madam.” He said simply, a little bow following his brief introduction. I smiled.“And who is James when he isn't a butler?” I smiled even wider, urging him to answer my question. His eyes widened, promptly returning to his original welcoming expression. “James is a busines

JadaI ran my hands down the shimmery silk hugging my skin, regret clawing at my insides. I didn't want to do this. I just couldn't. I could feel the bad ending already. I stepped out of the dresser, reminding myself why I was doing this. I heaved a breath, my chest fighting for air. It was a very tight dress, squeezing my chest and cinching at the waist in the worst way possible. It bound my legs together with the skirt, only freeing up a bit under the knee to give off a mermaid silhouette. What made things worse, was the fact that because there was silk lining on the outside, as long as I smiled and looked pretty, no one would realize the degree of pressure I was under. I made my way out of the house with great effort, needing the help of two hand maids to the car. With a little push, I was settling into the cage I called a dress with heavy breaths. Rowan walked smartly to the car, settling down on the other side of me, adjusting his cuffs to his liking as usual.The car started