Replacing My Ex Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
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I know where her sex stains are, where mine have mixed with them. Sometimes I roll around on the bed right where she’d cum and get such a thrill that I have to fuck him all day. I wonder what it would’ve been like to have a threesome with her and him; that would’ve been hot.

But since that wasn’t about to happen, this was the next best thing. Maybe one day I'll bring my friend Brandy over to play. Play in her bed. When I looked back at him, he still had that look of anger in his eyes.

I leaned over and picked up a piece of the special chocolate I kept on the nightstand. “Open!” He opened his mouth, and I fed half of it to him before leaning in to nip the other half from his lips. It didn’t take long for the drug that candy was laced with to kick in.

His eyes changed again; the anger was still there, but there was a new light, a light of passion and wanton lust. I didn’t want him thinking about her, not even for a second tonight. Tomorrow, we’d be past this hurdle and things would go back to normal until next year again.

“Pound my pussy. Harder, harder.” He grabbed my hips and pulled me on and off his cock faster and faster until I was screaming with pleasure. I wasn’t worried about the brat waking up because I’d put children’s cold medicine in his milk and knew from experience that he’d be out for the rest of the night.

The baby! He hadn’t been part of the plan either. I would’ve gotten rid of him if not for the fact that I knew he was my meal ticket. My ticket to the kind of life I deserve. A life of leisure and being taken care of.

I have his mom to thank for what I have now. It was she I’d told about the pregnancy before sharing the news with him. I’d found her number in his phone and called crying in a panic and offloaded all my woes onto her. But I knew from my conversations with Dan that once I mentioned getting rid of the kid, she’d fold like a cheap handkerchief.

It wasn’t long before she was my advocate. She was the one who talked her son into letting me have my way in everything, and the more I pushed, the more they caved. Even the wife, which was surprising. I thought for sure she’d have been gone once news of the baby came to light, but that dumb bitch actually stuck around.

I’d made up my mind that I was going to get rid of her one way or another. Dan had stopped fucking me once he found out I was pregnant; he had so much buyer’s remorse that it was hard to get through to him. He, too, was dumb enough to believe that he and his ex were going to weather this storm.

The night she caught us in her bed, nothing really happened. I’d asked him about the phone call after he got off the phone at his mother’s and came up with a plan. I pretended to be too drunk to drive, and his mother was only too happy to suggest he take me home.

In the car I pretended to be sick, to need the bathroom. I made sure we were closer to his place than mine or his mother’s, and since his wife wasn’t going to be home and I was the mother of his child, he took me home.

Once there, I pretended to be the mother of the year. I pinched the kid awake until he screamed and bawled, and of course, as his mother, I couldn’t leave him in such a state. I offered to take him home with me, but it was Dan’s time with him, and he wanted his little boy there with him, so he suggested I stay in the guestroom to be close during the night.

I started off in the guest room, but it wasn’t long before I climbed into his bed with the excuse that I felt uncomfortable in a strange place. Nothing really happened; he was good enough to keep a safe distance between us in the bed, which pissed me off.

I knew from his actions since the baby was born that had I not put my foot down and forbade his ex from having anything to do with my child, the two of them would be playing house right now with my kid. Because he genuinely loved her. He’d even offered to adopt the kid at one point so the two of them could raise him as their own. But there was no way I was going to let go of my gravy train.

I’d enlisted Cecile’s help as the victim in this whole farce. I made her almost hate Amanda because she saw her as the obstacle between her and her grandson. She pushed that poor girl almost to the brink of insanity just to get access to her grandson. So, even though I hadn’t set out to break up a family, it was too late for everyone involved now because I wanted what I wanted.


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