All Chapters of Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

His shirt hits the floor, and I swallow hard.The last time we did this, he actually thought I was a hooker, I was also drunk and half out of my mind. Now I’m painfully aware of every second—and of everything that still sits between us.Damien hovers above me, eyes locked on mine. This is the same man I accused of many things hours ago, the same man who looked genuinely hurt that I believed Ethan over him. But now, desire has taken over, dark and unmistakable.It’s a blessing I chose the blue lace lingerie set this evening. If not, I would have died of embarrassment if I was wearing anything else.I keep my gaze on his as I peel my tank top over my head. The second the fabric clears my arms, he’s on me—mouth crashing into mine, kissing like he’s trying to erase every argument we ever had. I try my best to catch up, but he’s already pushing himself more against my body and dragging his lips away from mine and pressing them against my neck. I can’t stop myself from moaning, while I fee

My phone’s ringtone interrupts my train of thought. I reluctantly reach for it.Mum?Did she mistakenly dial my number? She never calls me. I pick up the call, and Caleb's little voice comes through "Aria!" His voice comes through at the specific volume that children reserve for people they've genuinely missed. “Hey, my baby boy”"When are you coming to see me? Uncle David got a new puppy and I've been teaching it tricks but nobody will watch."Something in my chest loosens immediately. "Nobody?""Mum says she's seen it a hundred times. But she hasn't, she keeps looking at her phone. She's currently in the shower, so I took her phone to call you"I laugh. "What's the puppy's name?""Biscuit." He laughs, "I named him.""Perfect name.""Will you come today? Please Aria. Please please please."I look at the ceiling of Damien's room and then I look at the breakfast he served me in bed before leaving about twenty minutes ago."Tell Biscuit I'll be there by noon," I say.His scream of ex

I spend the first hour after getting home sitting in my cold bathtub. Just soaking in the bubbly water, wondering whether I should involve Ethan in this situation. Asking Ethan to pluck his dad's hair for me is definitely not a good idea because Ethan is a walking problem. I just need to get Damien's hair and do the DNA test. If Damien isn't Caleb's biological father—which I believe he isn't—then George is definitely the father. But what if Damien and Caleb's DNA result comes back as 99.9%? I force myself to focus on my bath instead. Later, I change into my pajamas, sit on my bed, and get lost in thought again. Does this mean that Mum cheated on Dad seven years ago? Why does it feel like Mum isn't remorseful about it? Does it mean she doesn't love Dad? Something is going on between Mum and Dad that I don't know about. I'm obviously Dad's daughter because I remember seeing a DNA test result in my father's bedroom drawer during my freshman year. I still don't understand w

Gerald Frost is probably the last person I ever expected to contact me first — not after the cryptic warning, not after the missing witness, not after weeks of complete silence. And yet here I am, on my way to meet him, and for once I don't even stop to question whether it's safe.Maybe that's being crazy. Maybe I’m just tired of being the one in the dark about everything that’s going on all around me.As soon as I tell Noah where we’re going, I can see the change in his face. He doesn’t even have to speak – he’s not saying anything. He grasps the steering wheel a little tighter than he needs to.By the time we pull up to the front of the bar, I know why. It's not at all like the other restaurants down the street. The neon sign flashes. Most of the windows are covered in tar paper. The door is packed with men who haven’t cracked a smile in decades.“That’s where he wants us to meet?”I nod.“I don’t like it.” Noah says “I figured.”He kills the engine. "I won't be far."--------The

The applause continues. Slow and mocking. Each clap echoes across the courtyard, pulling more eyes toward us until nearly everyone outside my department is watching.“Ethan…” I say quietly.He smiles. Not the warm smile I used to know. This one is hollow.“Bravo.” Another clap. “You finally replaced me.”Murmurs ripple through the crowd. Phones appear one after another, already recording. Of course they are.“Ethan, stop.”“Oh?” He laughs bitterly. “Why? Embarrassed?” He gestures toward the university gates where Damien’s car had just disappeared. “You weren’t embarrassed when he kissed you.”I glance around. Too many people. Too many eyes. Too many cameras.“This isn’t the place.”“No.” He nods thoughtfully. “Actually… I think it’s the perfect place.”Vanessa reaches for his arm. “Ethan, let’s go.”He jerks away without looking at her. “No.” His eyes never leave mine. “So… it’s true. You and my uncle.”I fold my arms, more to steady myself than anything else. “It isn’t your business.