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Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Eleven
Streaks of light streamed through the open balcony doors, the smell of earth in the air, the low humming of the lawn mower. I rolled over, the sheets warm and soft against my naked body. I ran a hand over the empty space beside me where my husband had lain. He had taken his time in the shower and I vaguely remembered waking up as he settled into the bed, the mattress dipping slightly, the comforter sliding across my hip. In my half sleepy mood, I wanted, waited and hoped that he would inch closer to my side, slide a hand across my waist and pull me against his chest.He didn't. Daniel was still and silent beside me until his breath measured and I turned over to find him sleeping like a log. His face was missing the mischief and his lips were not lined with his signature scowl. He slept like a child, his lips slightly parted and soft puffs of air escaping from his mouth. He looked so adorable, like he wasn't the same man who was so hostile towards me. I ran my fingers over the corner o
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Twelve
The nurse at the front desk had his file open. As she sorted through some of the formalities with Nathan I sat in the squeaky clean waiting area. It was like a luxury hotel, with no lines coughing strangers and pregnant women. There was just a man in his late sixties, in an Armani Suit and a tabloid in his hands. I fingered the ends of my hair, hating the fact that they were straightened by Zoya again this morning. Apparently, Daniel disliked curly hair and my curls had started showing up. Zoya wanted to work a permanent straightening on my curls and I had to beg her not to do it. My dad wouldn't recognise me if he saw my back. Or maybe, he would. The nurse set down the receiver, both Nathan and her walking towards me. "I will wait here, princess. Please give my well wishes to your old man." Nathan handed me my dad's file and gestured for me to follow the nurse. I stood, swinging my Louis Vuitton bag that matched the color of my silk dress, over one shoulder and followed the woma
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Thirteen
I did expect a very unpleasant afternoon with my mother-in-law. But what I didn't expect was to meet my husband there.Why was he here? Oh, I knew. The wedding photos had arrived and my mother-in-law wanted to go over them together as a family sans her other sons and husband. Maybe, the photos were the reason for that permanent scowl on his face.At least the lunch served on the occasion smelled delicious. Every so often I was tempted to quit the greens on my plate and have a full serving of grilled chicken. However, I maintained my trophy wife diet, stabbed a piece of broccoli and quietly lifted it to my mouth, very aware of my husband's eyes on me.Before I could understand anything that went in his mind he placed a more than generous size of chicken slice on my plate.I looked up from my plate in confusion and flashed a nervous laugh at my mother-in-law. Her eyes went hard on his son's sudden action. She was both sizing up the amount of carbs I was about to take in and my husband.
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Fourteen
"Come here, little brat."He slid a little lower on the couch, his head against the black leather, his chin tilted up, his charcoal eyes giving me a raw perusal.I couldn't stop my legs as they moved closer to hum. He pulled me on his lap, and the next thing I knew, I was straddling him, my dress pushed up as his stance widened under me. His hands latched around Nathan's jacket as he peeled it off my body angrily and threw it across the hall. His eyes darkened with something... No, it couldn't be jealousy. If I knew my husband at all, it was possessiveness."I know you like Nathan because he doesn't despise your despicable ways of getting rich. But you're mine, Lily. Gold digger or otherwise." He growled the words against my neck, biting the sensitive skin there, lightly. His hands were vise around my waist, pulling me strongly on his lap.I could read it in his actions, words and the look in his eyes. My husband was aroused. And in that position I could also feel him, hard and hot a
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Fifteen
Boredom forces you to develop illogical ways to get through the days. It can force you to stalk people on social media and in this case I ended up searching for my husband. Daniel had disappeared to London for two weeks. I was informed by Nathan in the second week of his absence in the house. By then I was sure, my husband didn't like our last intimate session on the couch of our living room. I, however, couldn't stop thinking about it. I spent my lonely nights anticipating his warm body spooning me from behind or his head between my legs, giving me that sweet touch of pleasure again and again, only to wake up alone and feeling empty. I spent hours at the gym working on my trophy wife figure. I did makeup simply to attend unfriendly visits at the Rutherford Villa where my mother-in-law didn't miss the chance to remind me how I failed to be a perfect wife for his son. When I wasn't forced through my rich lifestyle, I napped and read. Some nights I sat in my living room with the fro
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Sixteen
It had been months since I last visited Sammy's with Hannah. Back then I was just a troubled teenager who needed free booze and rock music to vent out the pain and frustration from her system.But now I was Daniel Rutherford's wife who was told how to behave and who walked around with a giant bodyguard beside her. So, obviously I did not blend into the rouge crowd of the club. On top of that the expensive silk fabric wrapped around my perfectly maintained body was definitely something that stunned Hannah. Her face went from happy to surprised. Her eyes moved to Nathan standing behind me in his usual black tailored suit, his hair pulled back in a man bun and his ever intimidating eyes."How are you so lucky to have a literal Norse God as your husband and a Greek God as a security?" Hannah spoke, leaning her head down to my ear and eyes taking in Nathan."I'm sure this place doesn't care if you're a minor." Nathan said, his eyes fixed on my friend."And who are you, my father?" Hannah s
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Seventeen
The anticipation was killing me, even more when my husband sat on the seat across from me, his eyes fixed on me and posture representing a predator at hunt. I was almost ready to jump out of the limo just to avoid that intense burn he set inside me with his mere eyes.Maybe, it was the longing I felt for his touch or maybe I had become addicted to his cold, heartless ways. Either way, I wanted to feel his touch again. I didn't realise the intensity of my need for him until he showed up to prove his dominance over me.Who knew I only needed to get a man touch me to draw my husband out of his hiding lair? Now, I knew one of his weaknesses.He didn't touch me even once until we reached our villa. The second the limo stopped, he stepped outside then threw me on his shoulder like before. I was still sheathing my teeth and wrestling against his strength due to the amount of anger I felt for being neglected for three weeks straight. For a newly wed couple, it was like a curse."Put me down r
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Eighteen
I was shattering into pieces of myself, some trying to escape the desire burning inside my belly and some trying to hold on to it for dear life. He had rendered me a senseless, thoughtless mass of flesh within a matter of minutes. The only thing that kept me upright was his possessive hold around my body. I hadn't even noticed that he was fully clothed behind my body until he popped the buttons of his shirt and threw away the wet fabric. Then his hands fumbled with the remaining knots of my dress and tugged the silk material down my body along with my panties. It fell around my ankle and I stepped out of it, a little wobbly. I could feel the hard muscles of his abs against my spine and it only made me a bigger mess. I looked over my shoulder to watch my husband's taut back in the bathroom mirror. The water pelting down his body made him look ten times more handsome with silky, inky black hair and tanned skin. I wanted to run my hands down those ripped muscles but I really didn't get
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