Destroying My Ex Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 39740 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
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My friends kept comparing us and acting as if she was the queen or something while I was little more than a lowly maid. I know she was only acting like little miss perfect to impress the people there, so that even the stupid staff started comparing us.

What was she doing there anyway? I’ve been going there for months now and never once saw her or even heard her name mentioned. How did the staff seem to know her so well? And what’s more, why had my grandparents gone there and made a fuss about only having one granddaughter?

It's not fair. I’ve had to put up with this for too long. I hadn’t done anything wrong; I wasn’t the one who had the affair. How could they only choose her and her mother while leaving Mom and me out in the cold?

It's not every day I think about these things, but on a day like today, how can I not? I was close to having a panic attack sitting there listening to her friends gush about her secret fiancé.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, she left the bistro at about the same time I did, and everyone was going on and on about her car. She gets a Rolls Royce while I have a stupid Mercedes Benz, and last year’s at that. It was too much, and I won’t put up with it anymore. Once I get married, they’ll have to accept me since, according to Dad, they really like Grayson.

That thought helped calm me down a little, and I picked up the phone to call him all the while, my heart beating out of my chest with real fear. What was it her friends had said? The boy she’d spent the last four summers with in Europe? Grayson spent the last four summers in Europe. It can’t be him, right?

“Why isn’t he answering the phone?” I threw mine across the room, and it landed on the carpeted floor, thankfully because, too late, I remembered Dad’s warning after I broke the last one.

GRAYSON

The devil went down to Georgia played on my phone, so I didn’t answer it. That would be Lacey. I took a sip from my cocktail as I sat out by the pool at the little boutique hotel Lily had asked me to meet her at.

This is what our lives had come to, sneaking around to have weekend getaways in order to spend some real time together. It won’t be for much longer, though, so I can deal with it for another few months.

I almost swallowed my tongue when she came around the corner. The dress, at first glance, looked innocent enough, but that was before I noticed how well the bodice hugged her breasts or how the flared bottom that barely reached the top of her knees showcased her stupendous legs and thighs in those fuck me heels.

“You look… extremely fuckable.” I grinned at her as I enjoyed the show. My eyes widened when she walked over and straddled my lap. “PDA? Ah, alcohol is involved.” I nipped her bottom lip before pulling back with a frown. “You didn’t drive after drinking, did you?”

“I had one glass of champagne; I’m not that irresponsible.”

“Okay, so what’s all this? What did you do now, Annalise Keating?” She laughed at the comparison and smacked my chest playfully. Then she leaned in and whispered in my ear.

“Let’s go to our room. I want to do very bad things to you.”

Oh boy, she’s in one of those moods. “I’ll get more champagne.” I’m no idiot. This mood for her and booze is, for me, a very good day. She tends to get very enterprising in the bedroom when she’s had a couple of drinks in her, and I was not about to miss out.

“Don’t take off the dress.” There was something about that dress that made my dick achingly hard. As soon as we reached the room and locked the door behind us, I tore her panties off under her dress, dropped my swim trunks, sat on the side of the bed, and pulled her down on my cock.

I fucked her six ways from Sunday and damn near destroyed her dress. “I’m sorry, I think your dress is pretty much done for.”

“That’s okay, I’ve got more.”

“Hell yeah.” I’d find her attractive in a gunnysack but this dress, fuck.

JANICE

“What the hell do you expect me to do, Janice? Huh? You’ve known for years that my parents would never accept you; it’s nothing new. I can’t believe you’re starting this shit all over again after all this time.”

I followed him into our bedroom and slammed the door shut. How can he be this thick? Doesn’t he realize that he is the problem? He’s been using the same argument all these years and has never done anything to change things.



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