The Billionaires Mistress

Rivers POV

It has been almost eighteen days, nine hours, fifteen minutes and 30 seconds to be exact.Since I last saw Ethan standing before me. I could not believe the turn of events that happened in only one day he went from gold digger to forgive me.

But Ethan was the type of man you couldn’t understand from a glance or two or maybe a thousand.His silence usually did not indicate a good thing.

I was sitting at my desk with files stacked on my desk but I was starting into mid-air with a pen gripped around my right hand but my thoughts were interrupted by Mia’s voice on the intercom.

“River um Mr.Scott is here.” she laughed, causing a smirk to stitch on my face but I tried to keep a great amount of professionalism so the smirk transformed into a much more serious look.

“Let him in,“I informed her straightening my posture and soon enough Ethan was surely standing before me with a wide grin on his face.

“Good morning River.“He said, looking my direction but I pretended to be busy flipping through papers.

“Good morning Mr.Scott.“I kept a stern face on, not looking up from the paperwork and I could feel him step closer.“You may have a seat.“I ushered towards the chair and he did as told.

He cleared his throat than finally spoke:“I want to talk to you about Nathan.“He practically mumbled and I lifted my head from the papers, my eyes darted a glare at him.

I knew this discussion was going to approach sometime soon I just did not realize it would be at that current moment. He was straightforward and direct that it caused shivers to go down my spine.

and he pinched the

not?“He asked with an upset tone which caused a mental grin to form on

was

last name River.“He explained, rising from his chair causing his

the hell do you want me to address you by then the man, who left my son fatherless or the man

mind I

questioned, folding my arms surprised at the nerve he had, he did not realize all the ropes were in my play for now and If

“Yes I did but?”

and you believe some fuckin manipulated DNA test over me.” I gritted

of Mexico and my nerves shot with anger. Is he

with anger bulging through my eyes and he nodded chuckling, causing me to roll my

such a turn on.” and from those words, I began to pull down my skirt so it doesn’t reveal much skin and then closing

inhaled a whiff of his cologne, my heart began to race quicker than the destruction of a hurricane.My body was longing, craving even for more of his breathe taking touch.My heart wanted his presence to remain with

away,“I whispered in frustration, nearly crying and he stepped back a

and not allow history to repeat

as I tried to contain my self but