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A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Four
Rihanna’s POVI had never felt more relaxed than I did then. I never realized how much I needed a massage until Alicia’s invite. The masseur's hands moved efficiently around my oiled back, massaging slowly, releasing every knot caused by years of stress. His hands were so gently yet firm. It took everything in me not to release a satisfying moan as that would be too embarrassing and inappropriate given that it was a man giving me a massage. Alicia was on the bench next to me, a lady was in charge of massaging her because the man that was meant to, was late for his shift. I realized then that there was no better way to spend my Saturdays than that. It had been a long, stressful, and irritable week for me all of which were triggered by both David and Nicholas. I sighed wondering how I had to be so unfortunate to be involved with two of the most vile men that ever existed. Alicia called out my name, and I turned my head to listen. "Yeah?" I replied, it felt like more people called
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Five
Rihanna’s POVEvery day, right before leaving the office, I usually switch on the "Do Not Disturb" mode on my phone. I couldn’t let David know that I had a phone. And ever since he returned my own phone to me, I'd been too caught up in texting Ivory to even check the other phone that Maria lent me."I swear I didn't see the message until now," I said sincerely.The message had warned of consequences if we didn't comply. What kind of consequences did they mean?Surely, he couldn't be considering firing me just because I didn't show up to work on a weekend, right? Even he wouldn't be that cruel."Um," I swallowed nervously. "Could you fill me in on the meeting I missed? If it's not too much trouble," I mumbled.He shot me a piercing look before saying, "A file is missing. A very important one." The way his eyes bore into mine when he emphasized "very" sent a shiver down my spine. "The file was in the drawer attached to your desk in your office. I accessed it myself three months ago, bef
A Night With My Ex’s Billionaire Uncle Chapter Thirty Six
Rihanna's POVNicholas found his stupid file. He found the file he was looking for. It turned out that his former secretary, who'd worked for him before I was employed, had taken it. And my bastard of a boss didn't have the decency to tell me about it. I never would have found out he'd find his damn files if Elena hadn't told me. I guess he didn't feel the need to share the news with a mere employee like me. Maybe he was avoiding having to apologize for wrongly accusing me of stealing the files. Honestly, I wasn't expecting an apology from him anyway. I knew him well enough to understand that he never admitted his mistakes, even when he was clearly in the wrong.As I walked down the hallway towards my office, I exchanged greetings with Elena, who always had a warm smile on her face. Just as I settled in my chair, the computer beeped. It was an email from Nicholas. I groaned and rolled my eyes, expecting one of his condescending messages. With curiosity and frustration, I clicked open
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
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