All Chapters of He Cheats, And I Cheated Right Back : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

POV: DominicAfter she died, I decided to take a considerable risk to finally draw our enemies out of hiding. I rebuilt my father's old underground lab, and I restarted his work, except this time I did it entirely out in the open, recruiting a real team, building a real company around it. I let every media outlet in the industry write about us, let Keller Group become known as a successful international conglomerate with a clean, impressive track record. The one thing I never let anyone know was that I was the one actually calling every shot from behind it. I stayed in the background the way I always have, letting the company's public face carry the weight while I did the real work underneath it."You built the whole company as bait," Marcus said, not for the first time, still shaking his head slightly every time he said it out loud, like the scale of it hadn't fully settled with him even after years of running it alongside me."I built the whole company as a promise," I corrected him

POV: AvaDillan never buys anything for me, it’s like a waste of money to buy things I loked. And on the rare occasion that he buys me a gift, he’s likely going to buy two sizes too small on purpose. Not one single detail like this had ever been right in ten years of marriage, not once, not even by accident.Dominic knew me so well that is actually terrified me. Is this a plot to get me to sleep with him?I mean, who studies a woman’s preferences like this?My colours, my designers, my scents, the small, specific things that actually matters to me. Things I’d never said out loud to him directly, as far as I could remember.It was like the man had somehow been doing a background check on me since the first time we met. But hats barely a few days ago, it’s nothing compared to ten years of marriage, ten years living with someone, taking care of his needs and supporting him.In just a few days, he has learned everything about me, things nobody else cares about. The little things that real

POV: AvaIn a matter of days he'd given me more than Dillan had managed in ten years. He made me feel special. Needed. Actually appreciated, for once."If you need anything, Miss Ava, I'm only a phone call away," Marcus said gently, before turning and heading back toward the elevator.There were no secretaries or assistants anywhere on this floor. It seemed built purely for the two of us, and the decor didn't look brand new either. I found myself wondering who had been working up here with him before I arrived. Had it been another woman he liked?I felt a flash of anger at the thought, hated the idea of him treating some other woman this well before me. I hated it more than I expected to, and something ugly and possessive stirred in my chest before I could talk myself out of it. I had no idea where that feeling came from. I'm not usually like this, and it bothered me, thinking that way about any man, especially my own boss.I got to work immediately, burying myself in rebuilding the d

POV: AvaThe people around watch this drama unfolding, and some whispered and gossiped about them, making Sharon feel ashamed.Feeling embarrassed he grabbed her arm and started walking her toward the exit, telling her to go home and stop causing problems that could ruin his business.I recall the many times I was dragged out like this and made to look like a damn fool. It’s almost hilarious to watch her face the same fate she dealt on me.She reminded him of their son, Dillon, and the baby they are expecting. She reminded him of every promise he'd ever made her, insisting they were supposed to be a team.“You’re supposed to take my side and support me!” she told him. But he wasn’t even listening to her word. Right now, he’s on a mission to finish a project and she is nothing but a distraction.He held her hand, looked her dead in the eye, and reminded her, flatly, that she had already ruined his project once and humiliated him publicly."Embarrass me one more time," he warned her, "a

POV: Ava“You’re so sweet, Ava. Better than I imagined, so fucking perfect.” He groaned as he began moving again, swaying his hips to hit all the right spots."I want to watch you fall apart under me." he said hoarsely. My heels dug into his lower back."Harder, Dominic, Harder!" I begged. A growl rumbled in his chest, and the rhythm changed, faster now, more urgent. The bed creaked, my nails raked down his back. Everything narrowed to the point where we were joined, the slick slide of him, the thumb he pressed exactly where I needed it."That's it," he gritted out."Come for me, pumpkin." He urged me. That fucking did it for me. The world went white, and I shattered beneath him, my body clenching around his in waves so intense I heard myself cry out, a sound I didn't recognize.He followed a moment later with a guttural groan, his hips stuttering, then collapsing against me, his weight warm and solid and exactly what I needed.We lay there, breathing hard, the sweat cooling on our sk