In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

They stayed like that for a while. Her fingers moving through his hair. His forehead still resting against her thigh. His breath was hot on her skin. It sent a shiver down her spine. There was no way she shouldn’t be turned on. She had never come so much in her life in one encounter.

Neither of them moved.

She should’ve said something. Anything. But she was exhausted. It fogged her brain a little.

But she didn’t know where to start. She didn’t know if she even wanted to break the silence yet. It wasn’t awkward. It was… necessary.

But then he exhaled. A low, ragged breath, like he’d been holding it for a few moments.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered again, barely above a whisper.

Her hand stilled.

She looked down at him. Taking in his disheveled state.

His eyes were closed. His body still braced against her like the apology was heavy enough to knock him over. Seeing him at her feet like this was humbling.

“Why?” she asked. “Why are you sorry?” Her voice was just as quiet as his. She needed to know, to understand. This was how forgiveness starts.

Luca didn’t answer right away.

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And then he did, not with one thing, but everything. “I didn’t believe you,” he said. “I should have believed you. Trusted you.”

Her chest tightened, but she didn’t speak.

“I didn’t believe you when you said the baby was mine,” he continued, still not looking up. “I didn’t even let you finish. I just… reacted. Like a coward. L caused this pain for the both of us.”

She felt the heat creeping into her face, not from shame but from remembering how he had been that day.

Every word he’d thrown at her. The way her world had split open.

“I thought you were trying to trap me. I told myself that’s what women like you do.”

Sutton flinched.

He lifted his head finally and met her eyes. “That wasn’t fair. And I knew it. Even then. But I couldn’t stop myself. I didn’t want to deal with the idea that I couldn’t follow my father’s wishes if what you said was true. If your pregnancy was real, I could’ve ruined my life.”

“Ruin?” she echoed, voice sharp,

“No,” he said quickly. “I don’t think that now. I swear to God, I don’t. But then? Then I was scared and angry and… looking for someone to blame. But honestly, marrying Bella would have killed me.”

“So you hurt me.”

“I chose to set you free… I said some hurtful things because I needed a clean break,” he said. “Because I felt I needed to do as my father wanted.”

Sutton didn’t say anything.

He sat back on his heels now, still close, still between her legs, but giving her space. “I told myself you were just another model. Pretty but temporary | didn’t need you. I didn’t really know the real you. And that made it easy to throw you away.

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Chapter 117

She let that sit between them. She needed it, too. “Is it always going to be like that? You following your father’s orders, Luca?”

“No, I’m my own person and everything I own has no connection to him, I will never let him come between us. I promise you.” Luca added, softer now. “I was consumed with jealousy when in that moment I thought you had been with someone else. To think of another man touching what was mine.”

Her breath caught. But she said nothing.

“I feel now that I don’t deserve to know anything,” he said. “How far along you were. What the doctor said. Whether the baby’s healthy. But I want you and I want our baby.”

“There was never anyone else, Luca. Ever.”

He looked at her in shock. “You were a virgin?”

There was a pause.

“And our first time you never realised.”

“I’m so sorry.” Luca swallowed hard. Said nothing more. What could he say? He really had fucked things up with her from the very beginning.

“And when you said you were pregnant… I should’ve stayed. I should’ve asked questions. I should’ve listened. But I didn’t. I said awful things. I pushed you away trying to cut all ties like my father wanted. I was gutted more than I thought I would be.” He paused. “I called you a slut.”

She flinched again, harder this time.

“I told you the baby wasn’t mine. That you were lying. I said you were like the rest of them. But you have never been like other women. You never asked anything of me ever.”

Her voice was a whisper. “And then you left.”

“I left,” he said. “Knowing I’d ended it.”

Sutton’s throat burned.

She wanted to scream at him. But she couldn’t tell him she didn’t love him because she did. She wasn’t sure she was ready to agree to marry him. But

this talking was a start.

And he wasn’t pretending his emotion was real. She had never seen him like this. Almost begging.

“I didn’t deserve to touch you just now,” Luca said, voice rough again. “Not after that. Not after everything. Not the way I did.”

Sutton blinked, stunned.

“What?”

“I was too rough.”

She stared at him. “Luca… I wanted it.”

“I know,” he said. “But I didn’t ask. I didn’t check. I just… took. I needed you so bad, I forgot everything else. I forgot you’re carrying our baby. I forgot how tired you must be. I just… needed to feel something real.”

“You were real,” she said. She had wanted it… God she needed it as much as him.

He looked up again.

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