All Chapters of He Cheated so I Did too With My Obsessive Boss : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Payton!” my mom’s voice broke through instantly.Claire appeared first, her eyes lighting up before she screamed and ran straight into me. I barely had time to react before I was hugging her tightly, lifting her off the ground like she weighed nothing.“Oh my goodness,” I said, smiling through the sudden wave of emotion. “Look at you… you’ve grown so much.”“I’m seven now!” she said proudly, as if it was the biggest achievement in the world.“I can see that,” I laughed softly, brushing her hair back.Just then, little footsteps thundered across the floor.“Payton!” Desmond shouted, rushing toward me next.I bent just in time to catch him as he threw his arms around me too, nearly knocking me off balance.“Woah, careful there,” I said, laughing as my hand instinctively rested on his head. His hair felt softer than I remembered.“We missed you so much,” he said quickly, clinging tighter.“Really?” I asked, my voice softening setting Claire down and kneeling in front of them.I looked be

Teddy POVNew York The music in Amanda’s club pounded like a second heartbeat, loud, reckless, alive—but none of it reached me.I sat in my private VIP section, half-hidden in shadows and expensive dim lighting, a bottle of gin in my hand and several empty ones scattered across the glass table. The air smelled of alcohol, perfume, and sin… but all I could feel was emptiness.Payton had left me again—only this time, it was intentional. I woke up that morning to an empty bed. No text. No note. No explanation. She was just… gone. After everything we’d been through, after I thought we had finally bonded, she vanished without a word.Maybe it was my fault.I had hit her too many times. I made her cry. She probably saw me as a monster now—someone who couldn’t control his anger or his jealousy. What if I ended up hurting her even worse once we were truly together? Maybe she was right to run. Maybe it was better for her if she stayed away from me.No. No, I couldn’t accept that.I couldn’t l

I stepped out of the building, and there it was — a sleek black luxury car already waiting for me, its glossy paint gleaming under the streetlights. The driver quickly stepped out and opened the door with a polite nod. The moment I slid into the cool leather seat, my breath caught.He was already inside.Mike Murphy sat there, staring at me with an intensity that made my stomach flip. God, he looked devastatingly handsome tonight. The tailored black shirt hugged his broad shoulders perfectly, and the soft lighting in the car cast sharp shadows on his strong jawline. I had missed him so much it almost hurt. I wanted to throw myself into his arms, but I held back, forcing myself to stay composed.Keep it cool, I reminded myself. You only just met him again.“You look very beautiful tonight,” he said, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. He reached over and gently placed his large, warm hand over mine, which was resting nervously on my lap. “Are you nervous?”I managed a small,

That same night, I stirred awake in the luxurious bed, but Mike was no longer beside me. I scanned the dimly lit room with sleepy eyes, searching for his familiar form. When I couldn’t find him, I slipped out of the sheets and padded barefoot toward the bathroom.The soft glow of the lights inside revealed him lounging in the large marble bathtub, a glass of deep red wine in his hand. I paused at the doorway, leaning against the frame as I quietly admired him. Water glistened on his broad shoulders and chiseled chest. His body was a masterpiece — strong, masculine, and perfectly sculpted. Memories of what we had done earlier flooded my mind, sending a fresh wave of heat through me. It was almost funny how much I already craved him again.He set the glass down on the edge of the tub and stood up slowly. Water cascaded down his toned body, tracing every ridge of muscle. His ass was firm and perfectly shaped, the kind of body any woman would find impossible to resist. How is this man eve

He reached out and gently held my arms.“I’m so sorry, Amanda. I lost my phone the same week I had to fly to Italy. There were serious family emergencies and complicated business issues I had to handle. Everything happened so fast. I’ve been dealing with one crisis after another.”I stared at him, still hurting. “But now you’re in New York. Why didn’t you come to me?”“I literally just arrived this evening for a business deal. I’m supposed to fly out again tomorrow morning… but I can extend my stay. For you. Please, let me make it up to you.”“It’s fine,” I said coldly, turning to leave. “You don’t have to do anything. Just go back to wherever you came from. I can’t do this with you right now.”Before I could take another step, he grabbed me from behind, wrapping his strong arms around my waist and pulling me back against his chest. My body betrayed me instantly. The familiar warmth of him made my knees weak.“What is it you want?” I whispered, barely able to breathe.“I want you to f