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2026-08-21 22:13:41
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Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Stripper
DOMINICShe had looked better than she ever had when she was on her knees with her chest covered in my cum, but that was just another attempt to escape the villa.It's been two days, and I still couldn't understand what kind of party she was so desperate to attend that she'd let me order her around for “Sir, according to what the spy confessed, we were able to gather a bit, but since her contractor used a burner phone, it's very difficult to find any lead.”“Is that all?”“We found her cell phone. There were a few shared text histories between them and some recorded calls. It's likely her contractor is from the rich society. He also appears to have a French accent, so he must have spent a few years abroad,” my assistant explained.I tapped my finger against my desk.Who would want to spy on Anastasia? Who from the rich society would be interested in a spoiled heiress?It could be her fiancé, but Leonard... didn't have the spine to send a spy to my villa.There was only one other pers
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract more experienced
**ANASTASIA**“Read through every single document and sign them,” Rita explained as I escorted her out of the room. We walked side by side down the hallway.She was still talking about papers and deadlines. I wasn’t really listening until she suddenly shrieked and collided with someone coming the opposite way.Rita’s glasses slipped from her face and hit the floor.The man stopped. He looked down at them, then bent to pick them up.He was handsome, but there was something frightening about him at the same time. Big. Broad-shouldered. Intimidating. A scar ran across his face and somehow made him look even more dangerous.He held the glasses out to Rita. My eyes dropped to his sleeves—the dark red stain soaking into the fabric. Definitely blood. And there was no visible injury on him.Rita stared for a moment before taking them.“Thank you,” she said quietly.He didn’t answer. He simply walked past us and continued down the hallway.I watched Rita put her glasses back on. Something abou
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Spy
**DOMINIC**She kept giggling about something, non-stop talking to her assistant who kept nagging her to eat.I propped my chin on my hand, supporting it with my elbow on the desk, and stared at her from the computer screen. She had more clothes on than earlier, when she only had a robe on, lying carelessly asleep on the bed with her legs spread a little. I swear if I looked closer I’d be able to see her pussy from the doorway. She slept in nothing but a robe.I leaned back and glanced down at the tent in my pants.What am I? A teenager going through puberty.I leaned back and slipped my hand into my trousers, gripping my cock.I wanted to fuck her thighs again. I wanted to fuck her pussy too. I wanted to fuck her pink puckered hole that was in view as I fucked her thighs.I slid my hand up and down my cock aggressively. I glanced back at the screen. She had leaned forward to grab a cup and her skirt slid up, revealing her thighs. I groaned and fastened my pace around my cock, pumping
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract For him
**ANASTASIA**My legs wobbled as I stepped out of the car and toward the villa. I smelled like cum. My entire fucking chest beneath the jacket was covered in it.I glanced back. He looked completely relaxed, following behind me like nothing had happened. I would never be able to face the driver again in my life. He must have heard the moans. The car still smelled like cum anyway.I pulled the jacket tighter around my chest and quickened my pace into the villa.I stepped inside and hurried straight to my room. I couldn’t have been more relieved that I didn’t have to share a room with Dominic anymore.I walked toward the mirror and dropped the jacket that had been draped around me. I stared at my reflection. My blouse had slipped low, almost revealing my nipples, and my tits were covered in white strips of cum.I could still taste him in my mouth. I dragged my finger over the cum on my chest.I looked like a slut like this.I grabbed a towel and immediately dashed into the bathroom. My
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Fix your eyes
DOMINIC I held her legs apart. She was stretching them open for me, knees pulled up, skirt already hiked to her stomach. I kept applying the ointment, rubbing it over the dark bruises on her inner thighs. My eyes moved up. Soft tits under her top, then her lips. She wasn’t looking at me. She was looking at the driver. My jaw clenched. Even in a situation like this, her attention was on him instead of me. I raised my finger and brushed it over her clit. She gasped and immediately turned to me. I looked down at her panties. They were soaked. Her eyes snapped up and she glared at me. “How should I feel,” I said, “watching your panties get wet while I apply ointment on you?” “It’s your fault,” she said. “Why would you brush your finger there?” I brushed my finger there again. She tried to push me off her, but I caught her hand and held her steady by the knee. She glared up at me. I pinned her thigh, pushed her panties aside, and dragged my finger over her cl
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract What were you thinking?
**ANASTASIA**The yacht eased against the dock.I stood at the top of the stairs and looked down. The wood was dark and wet from the tide, ropes thick and coiled along the edge, a few gulls circling overhead. The air smelled of salt and diesel. Guards moved ahead of me, carrying the suitcases down in a neat line. My eyes fell on Dominic's suitcase and I wondered if the gun was still in there or if he had it on him. I started down. My legs felt wobbly. As my thighs brushed against each other under my skirt, they stung. I winced and my balance slipped. Before I could fall, Dominic’s hand locked around my arm and hauled me up. My face ended up mashed against his chest. I glanced up. Our eyes met. He smelled like mist and shower gel. I looked away fast. Those same fucking eyes had seen me finger myself and come with my thigh covered in his cum. I had become such a sex deranged freak, for some one who claimed to have more experience than him.I bit down on my lip and stepped ont
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract My wife
ANASTASIA“He just has to show up late, dosen't he” I whisper, glancing toward the entrance—no sign of Dominic.The hall is huge, flooded with people. I feel painfully out of place, maybe because I’ve avoided them for so long. Everyone has something to say about me.Hushed whispers about me, yet lo
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Not the man I married
ANASTASIAI stare up at the mansion in front of me, it’s huge, the building standing tall, representing power and everything the owner stands for. The air carries the faint smell of rain, old money, and fresh roses from the garden surrounding the mansion. The building reminds me of him: tall, big,
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Married
ANASTASIA “Ana, Ana. Come on, it’s almost nine.” I yanked the sheets over my head to muffle Maria’s persistent voice. “Jesus Christ, Maria, let me sleep,” I yelped when the blanket was torn from my body, the cold morning air of the city taking its place.“Give me back my blanket. It’s so cold,”
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Marry me?
ANASTASIA“Marry me, Miss Brooks,” Dominic says, like he’s offering me an invitation to a soap opera.I stare at the contract in front of me, as if staring hard enough would make it somehow disappear, turn into something that isn’t a marriage contract to the most condescending person on earth – Dom
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