Page 34 of Billionaire's Fake Wife: A Single Mom BWWM Romance

As I get myself ready for bed, my thoughts keep getting preoccupied by our crazy night together. I’ve had sex with a lot of women, but no one’s been able to make me feel as amazing as Sonya.

It’s like there’s this magnetic pull for each other that we cannot deny. We fucked all night until she passed out from cumming so much. My cock twitches before it’s already as hard as a rock from the memory of last night.

I groan in frustration. I’m going to need a cold shower. I let myself relax under the cold spray of water rolling off my back. My mind turns blank. I sigh in relief.

I get dressed so that I can get some much-needed rest. As I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, my eyes start to get heavy.

I close my eyes with thoughts of Sonya in my mind before succumbing to sleep.

Seventeen

Sonya

"Mommy! Mommy!" Lauralee repeatedly calls me as she tries to wake me up by rocking me back and forth from the bed.

I try my best to ignore her in hopes of getting more sleep before work, but she becomes a bit more aggressive as her voice grows louder, leaving me no choice but to give in and finally wake up. I slowly open my eyes and get a glance at the clock before turning my attention to Lauralee.

"What is it, sweetie?" I ask, even though my voice is hoarse, given that it's only five o'clock in the morning.

"I'm hungry," she declares as she places her hand over her stomach.

"Alright then, let's head to the kitchen and get you some breakfast."

Without any hesitation, I get up from my bed and take Lauralee's hand into mine before heading out of the room.

I walk over to the fridge to grab some milk while Lauralee settles herself on a chair as she waits for her food. I grab a bowl from the cupboard and the box of cereals sitting on top of the kitchen counter before walking back to where Lauralee is.

She gets a bit excited when she sees the box of cereals in my hand. It's always been her favorite breakfast food. I place the bowl in front of her, put some cereals in it, and then pour in some milk.

"Here you go, sweetie," I lightly rub her head as she starts to dig in.

"Thank you, Mommy," she says before taking another spoonful in her mouth.

It's way too early in the morning for me to have breakfast, so I decide to just have some coffee. I walk back to the kitchen counter and start making myself a cup or maybe even two.

As soon as the coffee is ready, I pour myself a cup and sit next to Lauralee while she eats. I let out a sigh as I recall the incident from yesterday. I know that I shouldn't be sulking over it, but a part of me is still bothered.

I mean, I shouldn't expect anything from a well-known playboy when it comes to things like that, right? It's probably my fault for letting things go that far anyway. I should've known a whole lot better.

"Everything's just for show, after all," I subconsciously blurt out.

"What did you say, Mommy?" Lauralee looks over to me with a confused expression on her face.

"Huh? Oh, uh – I said that you should finish your breakfast so that we could get you ready for school," I quickly come up with a response.

I shake my head before taking another sip from my cup. After breakfast, I bring Lauralee to the bathroom to help her get ready for school. The school bus will arrive in about forty minutes, so we still have plenty of time.

After bathing her, I quickly help her dress up. I fix her hair up into a bun so that her hair doesn't get in the way when she's at school. We go to the living room and wait for the bus to arrive in the driveway.

"Mommy, the bus is here!" Lauralee announces as she gets up from the couch and wears her backpack.

She takes my hand as she leads me out of the door. She hurriedly walks towards the bus as soon as she sees the door open.

"Good morning, Lauralee," Mr. Simmons, the designated bus driver, greets.

"Good morning, Mr. Simmons," she greets politely before heading to her seat.

"Good morning to you too, Ms. Lynx," he turns his attention to me as soon as Lauralee settles in.

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