All Chapters of My Boyfriend Cheated So I Spent The Night With His Father : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lila woke to the smell of fresh coffee and the feeling of Marcus’s mouth on the inside of her thigh. Sunlight poured through the tall windows, turning the penthouse bedroom into a warm golden cage. She stretched, legs parting wider without thinking, and Marcus took full advantage. His tongue dragged a slow, wet line from her entrance all the way up to her clit, then sucked the swollen bud into his mouth hard enough to make her back arch off the bed.“Marcus,” she gasped, fingers threading through his silver-threaded hair.He hummed against her, the vibration shooting straight through her core. Two thick fingers pushed inside her without warning, curling against that spot that always made her toes curl. He pumped them slow and deep while his tongue flicked fast and filthy over her clit. The wet sounds of his mouth and fingers filled the quiet room. Lila’s thighs started to shake around his head.He pulled back just long enough to look up at her, lips shiny with her slick. “Today the wh

The red light above the camera finally went dark.The studio audience erupted in applause that felt like thunder. Lila’s heart was still pounding as the host thanked them and the cameras cut. Security had already dragged Tyler out the side door, his shouting echoing down the hallway until it faded.Marcus didn’t wait for the crew to clear the set. He stood, pulled Lila to her feet, and kissed her hard right there in front of the still-clapping audience and the stunned production team. His tongue slid against hers, deep and claiming, one hand cupping the back of her head like he never wanted to let go.“You were incredible,” he growled against her lips when he finally pulled back. “The whole world just watched you take your power back.”Lila’s legs felt shaky. She smiled up at him, breathless. “I meant every word.”A production assistant rushed over with wide eyes. “The phones are ringing off the hook. The clip of you two is already trending. Tyler is outside screaming at security, but

Lila stood in the center of the private dressing suite on the top floor of Hale Global’s flagship hotel. The room smelled of fresh roses and expensive silk. Racks of gowns lined the walls, but only one dress hung on the central stand — a deep emerald green that shimmered under the soft lights like liquid jewel. The stylist stepped back after the final adjustment, leaving them alone.Marcus sat in the leather chair across the room, legs spread, watching her with dark, hungry eyes. He had chosen the dress himself. It clung to every curve, the neckline plunging low between her breasts, the fabric splitting high up one thigh.“Turn for me,” he said, voice low.Lila turned slowly. The mirror showed her the woman she had become — confident, powerful, desired. The dress made her look like she already owned the room she was about to walk into.Marcus stood up and crossed to her. His hands settled on her waist, thumbs stroking the cool silk. “This is the one. You’re going to stand on that stag

Lila woke to sunlight streaming across the penthouse and the feeling of Marcus’s mouth on her inner thigh. She was still naked from the night before, thighs sticky with the reminder of how many times he had come inside her after the gala. His tongue dragged slow and wet from her entrance to her clit, then sucked the swollen bud hard enough to make her back arch off the bed.“Marcus,” she gasped, fingers threading through his silver-threaded hair.He hummed against her, the vibration shooting straight through her core. Two thick fingers pushed inside her without warning, curling against that spot that always made her toes curl. He pumped them slow and deep while his tongue flicked fast and filthy over her clit. The wet, obscene sounds of his mouth filled the quiet bedroom. Lila’s thighs shook around his head.He pulled back just long enough to look up at her, lips shiny with her slick. “You were perfect last night. The whole room watched you stand beside me like you already owned it. N

Lila woke to the gentle pressure of Marcus’s hand on her stomach. The penthouse was quiet, sunlight spilling across the bed in soft gold strips. She was still naked from the night before, the sheets tangled around her legs, and the faint stickiness between her thighs reminded her how many times he had come inside her after the test.Marcus was propped on one elbow, watching her with a look she had never seen on his face before — something tender and fierce at the same time. His palm rested protectively over the very slight curve of her belly, even though there was almost nothing to feel yet.“Good morning, mama,” he murmured, voice low and warm. He leaned down and kissed the spot just below her navel, slow and reverent. “Our baby is in there. Growing strong already.”Lila’s throat tightened. She threaded her fingers through his silver-threaded hair and held him there for a moment. “I still can’t believe it’s real.”“It’s real.” He kissed her stomach again, then moved up her body unti