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A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Prologue
Rihanna’s POVMy body shook all over as I glared at my fiancé sprawled on my bed, naked. A petite blonde I recognized as his best friend straddled his waist, her lips and hand pleasuring him in ways that elicited grunts out of him, a sound I’d never heard from him before. My chest squeezed so tightly, so hard that I thought I’d die on the spot. Dave has been celibate for three years since we started dating. He was supposed to be celibate, he told me he was so why? Why was he here with Bella without his clothes? Why was she sucking his dick like she’d done it too many times?They were carried away, too into their moment to notice my presence. My palm squeezed tightly into a fist and the pain of my nails digging roughly into my palm confirmed that I wasn’t dreaming.Don’t cry, don’t cry. I chanted in my head. I was supposed to be his first time in a long while and he was supposed to be my first time ever. We had just two weeks left, two weeks before we explored ourselves in ways we’ve
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter One
Rihanna’s POVMy face twisted in misery as I yet again downed another glass of the strong alcohol I’d requested from the bartender. My throat burned in ways that made me believe that no one truly enjoyed drinking alcohol and those who claimed to are only pretending. Or rather they were only addicted to the effects it had. A perfect escape from reality. An easy route to temporarily forget your problems and yet, I couldn’t feel much of the effect, just burning out my throat and ugly grimaces. Because tell me why I’m here at the club and refusing to socialize and dance with the men that came my way."That jerk doesn't deserve your loyalty!" Diana, my best friend said as she left the dance floor for the bar. “Stop thinking about him.” “I’m not!” I lied. I lied because it was the only thing I could do. I couldn’t stop thinking about the bastard even after she hurt me. I couldn’t stop comparing his looks to those of the men who’d approached me. “Then stop wallowing in self-pity here and g
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Two
"Good morning, what can I get for you today?" I tried to maintain a professional demeanor while keeping a smile on my face. It was only my second day on the job, so I wanted to make a good impression. Earlier, Dave had completely ruined my day with his unexpected appearance. You'd think that after two years, he would understand that we were never getting back together. He seemed to have this delusional idea that his apologies and unsolicited gifts would change my mind. "Um, actually, I wanted to ask you something, if that's okay." The man said. I eyed him cautiously, wondering what he was about to ask. I hoped it was going to be about the coffee options or desserts available. I was prepared to call security and have him kicked out if he made inappropriate requests. But upon taking another look at him, I could tell he wasn't that type of person. I had kept an eye on him since he walked in with his friend ten minutes ago. They had just sat there, engaged in conversation, and
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Three
***TWO YEARS AGO***"Excuse me." I gasped, my voice breathless as I approached the nurse at the reception desk. Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead, evidence of the frantic sprint I had just made from my studio to the hospital. "Um, excuse me, ma'am," I stammered, struggling to catch my breath. "I'm looking for Diana Miller. Is she here?" The nurse glanced up from her computer screen, her eyes scanning the monitor. "Are you... Rihanna Jones?" she asked, her tone slightly skeptical. I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yes, that's me. I received a call that my best friend is here. Can you please tell me where she is?" My words came out in short bursts, a mixture of anxiety and concern evident in my voice."Ms. Miller is stable." The nurse reassured me, her voice calm and composed. "But before you can see her, there are some questions the police would like to ask you." My heart skipped a beat as soon as I heard the mention of the police. A surge of panic coursed through my
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Four
As I slowly reached for the Swiss knife under the counter, my gaze remained fixed on David's face. I hoped he wouldn't catch on to what I was doing. The shock that had been on my face earlier disappeared, replaced by a mix of irritation, disdain, and hatred.To be honest, I had plans for what I wanted to do with the knife. But as I felt the cool, silver metal graze my fingertips, all those plans suddenly seemed illogical.I called her Slicy, and she made me feel safe. Just his intense gaze alone was enough to make me shrink in fear. But having Slicy by my side gave me the courage to stand my ground. She had quickly become my favorite possession, the one thing that made me feel a semblance of safety in these past years.I had bought Slicy after my parents' death, hoping she would help me send him to where my parents were and maybe even have him say hello to them for me. But now, with him standing before me after years of dreaming about this moment, I realized that I may have underestim
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Five
“Dane.” I heard a voice whisper, its authority unmistakable even in its distorted state.“Yes, boss.” Came the submissive reply, the voices drifting in from outside the window, down the street. I was sleeping in an uncomfortable position. Something was biting away at my wrists but I couldn’t open my eyes and investigate. The bliss of uninterrupted sleep beckoned, a rare luxury without Katie’s pil—candies. Just as I began to slip back into unconsciousness, a deluge of icy water cascaded over my head. I jolted upright, gasping for air. For a moment, I believed I was drowning, submerged in a body of water. In my panic, I tried to leap from the bed, only to find my legs and hands bound by chains, rendering me immobile.Confusion clouded my mind as I struggled to comprehend the situation. What was happening?My disorientation persisted, but then like a crashing wave, my memories came flooding back. I had been abducted. That was the last thing I remembered. Casting my gaze around I realiz
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Six
David’s POVThe first knife I flung at her with precision, finding its mark between her legs, grazing past her left thigh by a mere inch. The second knife, landed on the crown of her head, narrowly avoiding a direct hit.Everyone in that room knew damn well how fucking skilled I was at throwing knives. It didn't matter if the target was near or far, big or small—I never missed. But with her, it was different. I didn't want to cause her harm; I just wanted to strike fear into her heart before moving on to my next move.Yet, she remained unafraid. Her once-piercing screams of terror vanished in an instant. Her eyes locked onto mine, a defiant glare that pierced through my very soul each time the spinning board forced her back into an upright position. It was as if she saw right through me, saw the intentions behind my actions. And that pissed me off. I needed her to fear me, to beg for her life. There was an immense satisfaction that swelled my ego when people screamed and pleaded for m
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Seven
Rihanna’s POV"Why don't you come in?" David's words echoed in my mind, accompanied by a repugnant smirk on his cruel face.What exactly was I supposed to do if I entered? Join the woman pleasuring him and perhaps chew off his dick?My body throbbed with agony because of him. The twisted game he played with my life left me barely able to move, waves of pain coursing through me.I stood defiantly at the entrance of the room, my eyes locked onto his, seething with anger and the deep-seated hatred I felt.Heaven forbid I step into that room while he was exposed. Who knew what twisted ideas lurked in his mind? If he could hurt me with knives, he was capable of far worse, even rape."Leave us," He commanded the lady after a moment. In an instant, she hastily departed, passing by me outside the room.He shamelessly rose from the bed, and I averted my gaze from his indecency, hearing a low chuckle escape him. I dared not look up until I was assured he was decent again."Sign this," he demand
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