The Rich Ex-Wife Strikes Back

The New Room

Grandpa stood in front of me and Alexander. He gave Alexander a shoulder pat while grinning. "Now you are truly part of the Mourinho family. I'm leaving my naughty granddaughter to you. She's a little stubborn, but I'm sure you can handle her well."

I honestly felt sorry for Grandpa. He trusted Alexander so much, that he didn't realize that he had been deceived by the man. Despite Alexander's ability to manage a good business, he was a greedy man who wanted to control Grandpa's wealth. And I'm sure that's his main reason for wanting to marry me. Look, he doesn't even seem to care about my status as a widow. Whereas with his good looks and the wealth he has now, I'm sure he can get a beautiful woman who has never been married.

Grandpa turned to me. "You must feel I'm forcing you into marriage, but you won't regret marrying Alexander. He's a very responsible man."

I just forced a smile in response to Grandpa's words. Someday I would make Grandpa realize that he was just being used by Alexander.

"Well, then, do not make me wait too long to hold my great-grandson. I am getting older," Grandpa said, winking at Alexander.

I flinched when Alexandre suddenly put his arm around me. I wanted to break away by elbowing him, but I couldn't do that in front of Grandfather.

"Of course, Grandpa. In nine months, you'll be holding great-grandchildren as beautiful as Chloe," Alexander said, which really made me sick.

I stood on my tiptoes so my lips could reach Alexander's ear, then whispered, "Who says I want to have children."

Grandpa frowned at me. "What did you say?" he asked with a curious look.

Before I could answer that I wanted to delay having children, Alexander beat me to it, "Chloe says she can't wait to see our son."

Grandpa laughed, looking very happy. I exhaled harshly, realizing that his high expectations would only bring him deeper disappointment.

Mindfully, I stepped on Alexander's feet which were covered in shiny leather shoes. I pressed my foot down hoping he'd be in pain, but his annoying smile didn't disappear at all, confirming that I was just wasting my energy stepping on him.

"Grandpa, may I take my leave now? It feels hot wearing this dress. I'd like to change first," I excused myself because I didn't want to linger too long with Alexander.

"My dear, do you need help taking off your dress? I can help you," Alexander offered, then blinked one eye at me. Something was wrong with his eyes, so he kept blinking incoherently at me.

"No, there's no need, I can do it myself," I refused, removing Alexander's hands from my shoulders.

Grandpa nodded. "Yes, please, I also have to borrow Alex for a while because I have something to discuss with him, a work matter. I hope you do not mind separating from your husband for a while.

I knew Grandpa actually intended to tease me, but I hoped he'd take Alexander away forever so that I wouldn't have to look at that annoying face of his anymore. I was just about to leave the place, but my steps were halted when Alexander grabbed my hand.

The man moved closer to me, then whispered, "Wait for me in the room, Little Princess."

I pulled my hand hard until it slipped from Alexander's grasp. I turned around and quickly walked away with resentment building up in my chest. I would never open my bedroom door to that disgusting man. Yes, never.

"What are you doing in my room?" I asked when I saw the servants taking things out of my room.

"Sorry, Miss, we've been asked by the Master to vacate your room."

"And why is that? Do you not see that I am still living in this mansion? I'm sure you received the wrong order."

The servant shook his head. "No, Miss, the Master did ask us to vacate your room as it will be redecorated. The clothes and items you are still using have been organized in your new room."

I frowned. "My new room? I didn't move to any room."

"But it says your room moved to the main room on the second floor."

My eyes widened realizing that the room they were referring to was the room my parents used to use. I let out a harsh breath realizing that I was sure Grandpa had arranged all this with the hope that Alexander and I would share my late parents' room. What a stubborn old man.

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"I thought you had changed your clothes, my dear?"

I looked back after hearing Alexander's voice. I saw that he was leaning against the wall with his arms folded in front of his chest while looking at me with an alluring smile. No, not alluring, but trying to allure me.

"Are you the one who asked Grandpa to move my room here?" I asked, not trying to sound the least bit friendly.

Alexander walked towards me. My eyes stayed glued to him. I winced as he stopped right beside me, and then he pulled my shoulders to put his arm around me. I tried to push him away, but my strength could not compete with his.

"That room has become our room. I'm sure Grandpa chose it because it's the most magnificent room in the mansion. He only wanted the best for us."

"You know that room used to be my parents' room; taking you in there would be a disgrace to them."

"Of course not, my beloved Little Princess. On the contrary, they would be very happy that their only daughter brought her beloved husband to the room where they made passionate love."

"Don't you ever say such disgusting things about my parents?"

Alexander gave a small chuckle. "Come on, you're not a kid anymore. Since when did husband and wife making love become something disgusting?"

"Since it came out of your filthy mouth!"

A servant who had just come out of the room came up to Alexander and me. She bowed to us briefly as a sign of respect, then said, "Sir, Madam, your room is ready. Sorry if we kept you waiting?"

"Yes, thank you then," Alexander said.

The servant left, followed by the other two, leaving me alone with Alexander there.

"Let's go in," Alexander invited, pulling me by the shoulders to join him, but I fought back and didn't budge from my spot.

"I wouldn't want to be in the same room as you."

Alexander released his grip on my shoulders. "I knew it wouldn't be easy."

"Ahh!" I squealed as my body was suddenly lifted by Alexander.

I thrashed around hoping to be put down by that insolent man. "Put me down! What exactly are you doing?"

Alexander didn't answer. He walked over quickly, then opened the bedroom door with his elbow. Then he closed it hard with his foot.

"Alex, what do you want to do?" I shouted.

"You can scream all you want in here, Little Princess. No one will hear you now," Alexander said, throwing me onto the bed.

I stared at Alexander in horror as he roughly removed his tie and threw it to the floor. I moved quickly towards the head of the bed to get out of reach of the man who was unbuttoning his shirts one by one. I looked for the right moment to get off the bed and intended to run away from there, but just one step away from the bed, my body was picked up again by Alexander who again threw me onto the bed.

Not wanting me to escape, Alexander grabbed my ankles, and then he joined me on the bed, imprisoning me with his legs and hands. Both of my hands were brought above my head and he held them with one hand. His other hand held my chin.

"Where are you going, huh? You can't get away from me?" Alexander said.

My chest rose and fell rapidly in sync with my heartbeat. From down here, I could clearly see Alexander's face above me. His eyes looked much bluer when I looked at them up close like this, like a deep sea trying to drown me in it. Those eyes and his warm breath that hit my face seemed to hypnotize me so that I, who had been trying to resist, just fell silent, as if surrendering to whatever he was going to do.

Alexander buried his face into the hollow of my neck, sending hot sensations throughout my body. It was as if my stomach was being twisted and released over and over again. His breathing was ragged as he rubbed my neck with his pointed nose. My eyes suddenly closed as I bit my lower lip to hold back whatever sound was about to come out of my mouth.

"I will satisfy you, make you sigh mercilessly under me. And I'm sure you'll forget the touch of your asshole ex-husband," Alexander whispers right in my ear, so I can feel the movement of his lips rubbing against my earlobe.

Damn, I was really turned on just by his little touch.