All Chapters of Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It is ironic how life does not end once yours is turned upside down.When I arrive at college everyone else is running from lecture halls to lecture halls.Someone is laughing hard near the fountain. Some girls are arguing over an assignment. Some guys almost bump into each other as they talk about football.Everything is… Normal.For some reason, I can’t stand it.Just a few nights ago I found myself tied to a chair in a warehouse, wondering if anyone was ever going to find me.Now, I am supposed to be concerned with taking roll calls.I hold on to my bag tightly and continue walking.People greet me. I smile. People ask where I've been.“I've been sick.”It's easier than explaining anything else.By my second lecture, I realised I've copied the same sentence three times.My lecturer asks a question.I don't even hear it.“Aria?”I blink.The entire class is looking at me.“Oh... sorry.”A few students laugh.I ignore it.I answer the question somehow, though I barely remember what I

Before I can react, he pulls me further into the hallway.“What are you doing?” I hiss.“Talking.”“We have nothing to talk about.” I reply “You never replied.”“There was nothing to reply to.”“You chose bankruptcy.”“I chose my father.”His grip tightens.“You actually let him lose everything.”“I said let go.” “I offered you a solution.”“You offered to buy me.” I snapped “I offered to save you.”“You offered to own me.”His smile disappears.“You'll regret saying no.”“I already regret wasting three years on you.”Something dark flashes across his face. He shoves me against the wall.“You don't get to walk away from me.”“Ethan—”His hand slams over my mouth.“You think my uncle actually wants you?”My pulse pounds.“You're nothing but a charity case.”The words land exactly where they shouldn't. Because a part of me already believes them.I struggle.His grip only tightens.“I waited three years.”His face moves closer.“I'm done waiting.”Then he leans in—A strong grip takes

The new café Elena steers me into is warm and smells like coffee and toasted bread. I sit down immediately in the corner chair because my legs are still a little bit shaky after everything that just happened in that courtyard.Elena orders for both of us and slides into the seat across from me and pushes a stack of napkins toward me. She took me to her sister's dorm and gave me fresh clothes before bringing me to this Cafe.I take the napkins and clean the yoghurt off my neck and I don't say anything for a moment."He called me three times," I say finally, looking at my phone screen. Three missed calls from Dad. Two from a number I don't recognize. "He called you too?" I ask"Twice," Elena confirms. "He sounded okay though. He wasn't panicking or anxious. He sounded more like excited actually."That gets my attention.I press call before she finishes the sentence.He picks up on the second ring."Gum Gum." And Elena was right. There's so much optimism in his voice that I haven't hear

“Well,” he drawls. “This is an interesting sight.”I freeze for only a second.Of all the people I expected to see standing outside Damien's office today...Ethan definitely wasn't one of them.His eyes slowly travel over what I'm wearing.One of my oversized shirts, loose linen shorts.I suddenly become painfully aware of how it must look.He lets out a humourless laugh.“So this is where you've been.”I don't answer.“I should've known.” His smirk widens. “You move on pretty fast, Aria.”I step to the side, intending to walk past him.His voice stops me.“So tell me…”I don't turn around.“Is my uncle everything you imagined? You must have loved his cock.”My shoulders are stiff.“Excuse me?” I say“You heard me.”I slowly look back.He shrugs carelessly.“I mean, if you were going to deny me, my pussy. I only thought it would be the same for others. Who would have known… turns out you’re just a slut.”For a second...I genuinely can't believe what I'm hearing.“You disgust me,” I s

I smell coffee before I reach the bottom of the stairs this morning and for almost four seconds my morning feels normal.Then I hear little shuffling sounds in the kitchen which means someone is already in there and that someone is certainly Damien because Aurora hums whenever she's cooking or working in the kitchen. Shuffling a bit is one of Damien's habits when he's restless. Don't ask me how I know that please.I consider going back upstairs but I really can't because I'm hungry and I refuse to rearrange my entire morning around this man. I push the kitchen door open quietly.He's at the kitchen counter with his back partially to me, phone in one hand and a coffee cup in the other.He's wearing a crisp white tank top that's hugging his well defined abs. He has no right looking this good every single day.His broad shoulders are relaxed and he's so focused on his phone that he didn't hear me come in.I take one step toward the refrigerator and out of curiosity, I stretch a bit to s