Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0209

I forced myself to stay calm though. I unclenched my fists and stopped gritting my teeth and gave him my most flattering smile, even as my insides churned with disgust. Maintaining this facade was exhausting. but I knew I had to play along if wanted my plan to succeed. Dylan's warnings echoed in my mind any misstep could mean my life. So I plastered on a sweet, demure expression, no matter how much it made me want to vomit.

Tavon's mouth curled up slightly into a malicious smile. His roaming hands rested on the swell of my butt and he pressed weakly as he turned to Dylan, "Kid, you always know what I like." Dylan nodded with a satisfied smile, his eyes filled with triumph. "Uncle, your satisfaction is always my greatest joy."

A shiver ran down my spine at Dylan's words. His sycophantic devotion to this vile man was utterly revolting. How could he be so eager, so proud, to serve Tavon's depraved desires? I felt a flicker of doubt - was going along with this really worth debasing myself to such depths? But I quickly pushed it aside. I had already come too far to back out now.

I remained on my feet, my hands around the old man's shoulders just as he had instructed while he and Dylan chatted about stupid things. All the while, Tavon's creepy hands were either sliding into the loose skirt of the dress I had on and rubbing my bare butt or it was creeping in the front side of the dress and rubbing my stomach.

Once in a while, whenever Tavon had his head down as he scooped food into his mouth, Dylan would pass me a glare and order me to smile with just a look.

I was repulsed at both of them, their personalities and every little thing I've managed to discover about them but I just had to suck it up. Swallowing hard, I maintained my sickly-sweet expression, no matter how much bile rose in my throat.

It will be worth it, the end result will be worth my time and efforts and sacrifices, I convinced myself so I smiled sweetly at Dylan.

was romantic for

still giving myself a pat on the back for not throwing up

watched Dylan's back as he exited the mansion, full of

he had moved closer to me and threw me a warning look, reminding me of

abruptly grabbed my neck, causing my heart to flip over in fright as he whispered close to my ear, "Don't even think of telling Tavon about my secret," I choked and weakly pulled at his hands as he pressed my neck harder, "Don't try it. Those who try to betray

hold on my neck and placed a

hope you can satisfy me," he asked with a smile

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smile, "I will, godfather.

maybe he would have seen that Dylan was nothing but the

crawled when he smiled again and ordered me to