All Chapters of Reunited Lovers:My RejectedMate Is Now A Renowned Journalist: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Charlotte's POV My face turned ashen, fingers curling into fists as I glared at Dalton. How on earth did he even find me here? Did that mean Melissa had invited him too, even though she knew I never wanted to be around him?However, my anger easily overcame the shock."What are you doing here?" I barked, voice shaking with fury as I instinctively backed away."Leave." I commanded furiously.Dalton's lips curled into an amused smile."That's how you're welcoming me?""I don't care how you got in here. Just get out." I snapped, trembling with fear.However, he didn't move an inch. Instead, he gave a low chuckle, straightening his jacket."I was invited, Charlotte. I'm a business associate of the people hosting this event. You know, I'm not exactly a stranger to the elite world."His dark eyes turned cold as marble."And besides, I wanted to speak with you after what you did to me."My eyebrows knitted together."What I did to you?""You embarrassed me," he blurted out, rage contorting

Charlotte's POV Michael's steely blue eyes went really wide at the sight of my nakedness. Cat-walking, I moved towards him and pulled him up by his necktie, leading him all the way to the bed. He seemed hypnotized by how curvy I've become, given that he last saw my nudity before my eighteenth birthday—when I just entered womanhood.Eyeing him seductively, I smashed my lips against his, passion engulfing my body like a flame. Michael kissed me back, hesitant at first, then growing hungry. The moment our lips merged, sparks came alive, coursing through our bodies like electricity. I moaned erotically, my hands moving around his chest, shirt flying open as I unbuttoned it hastily.Sucking at my plush lips, Michael moaned softly into my mouth. It sounded almost like a growl.He does the bite, suck, and repeat pattern perfectly, his big hands palming my firm, round breasts with an insatiable hunger. Still deeply absorbed into the kiss, I unfastened his belt and unzipped his trousers, help

Melissa's POV Morgan slowly undressed me, pouring wet kisses on my neck down to my back, until he had completely removed my gown. All that was left covering my skin was my bra and panties. When Morgan tried to kiss me again, I blocked him out with a hand.“This isn't right, Morgan. You know we are supposed to regard ourselves as...siblings,” I stuttered, feeling a sting of guilt in my heart.Although I couldn't deny the pleasure of having his big hands roam around my body, I still didn't want it to look like I readily accepted him touching my private parts.Right from the day Morgan was adopted into the Johansson family, I couldn't stop crushing on him. Maybe it was because of how easily he knocked out the bad guys, who had tried to abduct me. When I told Dad about him, he suddenly took an interest in him, saying he'd adopt him as my big brother—a big brother who would always protect his little sister from harm.Morgan was quite a bit older than me, but I didn't care much about our a

Michaelson's POVBefore he could say another word, I crossed the distance between us and seized his throat. Then I slammed him against the nearest stone wall with enough force to make the surface crack beneath his back. His boots scraped against the ground as I lifted him slightly, keeping him pinned up there.Strangely, Xandercs began laughing again. His deranged cackle sounded like that of a man who had already convinced himself that he was invincible."Is that supposed to frighten me?" he said amid uncontrollable laughter.My grip tightened around his neck, feeling irritated by the smug expression on his face."You should be frightened,” I muttered dangerously.Xandercs swallowed painfully."You've become soft, Michaelson," he choked out, struggling to breathe air."What did you say?" I frowned, eyes narrowing into icy slits.He smirked devilishly."An Alpha who hides behind his mate, sends his men to clean up his enemies, and refuses to finish a rebellion himself is considered a p

Dalton's POVI sat in the driver's seat of my car, staring through the windshield as the memories of the past week gradually seeped into my mind.A devilish smirk curved my lips.It had been a week since I had gone to the courthouse expecting to finally divorce Nichole Alden, after four years of marriage. Four damn years of being bound to a woman I never truly loved.For years, I had convinced myself that my marriage to Nichole was toxic, and that leaving her would finally give me the freedom I always longed for. But if I was being honest with myself, Nichole had never really been the problem.She had tried to be the best wife she could. She had supported me, trusted me, and welcomed me into her family. She had even helped Jayden and me when we were struggling to find opportunities in our field.But none of that changed the truth.I still loved Charlotte. No matter how much time had passed, no matter how many times I tried to bury those feelings, Charlotte remained the woman I desired