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2026-07-02 07:08:33
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Marry me; The Billionaire's contract previous day
ANASTASIAI stirred awake, rubbing my eyes. I stretched my body against the soft bed, letting out a big yawn.Fuck. My throat hurt even from that. I pulled the blanket further up my body, trying to hide.My wrist throbbed with the movement. I winced and glanced down. The skin around it was a faint shade of red.Fuck, how did…My eyes widened. Everything from the previous night crashed into my brain like a blizzard.Dominic’s hard-on. Grabbing his cock. The way I’d tied my own hands up in the struggle. The kiss. The bite. Every single filthy detail I wished I could erase.This is fucked on so many levels. I groaned into the pillow, wanting to sink straight through the mattress and disappear.I wish I had been drunk. Then I could blame it on the alcohol. But I had been completely sober, brain fully intact, when I grabbed his cock. Or better yet, I wished I could wake up with no memory at all.I dug my hands into my hair, sinking my fingers into my scalp like I could reach in and rip the
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Crest
ANASTASIAThe car finally rolled to a stop outside the villa. My wrists were still tied above my head, my body pinned against the leather seats.The driver didn’t even glance back as he killed the engine.Dominic’s breath fanned my cheek, his body hovering over mine, his hair brushing my skin. His knee stayed wedged between my thighs. If I raised my knee just a little, it would brush his cock. Was he still hard?“Get off me,” I hissed, twisting beneath him.He ignored me. With effortless strength, he hauled me out of the car like I weighed nothing, throwing me over his shoulder.My bikini top slipped lower, my breasts pressed against his shoulder as he carried me.“Put me down, you bastard!” I shouted, kicked my legs against his chest. My bound fists pounded his back, but he didn’t budge. He gripped my thighs firmly and carried me through the entrance.The door slammed shut behind us. He set me down roughly on the couch, my body bounced on the soft cushions. I glanced down, my bikini
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Dynamic
ANASTASIAIt felt uncomfortable sitting with my bare ass against the cold leather seats, I could feel the straps of the bikini digging into my hips with every jerk of the car. I would have changed if he hadn’t dragged me across the beach like a mad man. I glanced at him. This situation felt all too familiar. I pressed my thighs together. My gaze dropped to his shoe, the spotless, expensive leather now covered in patches of wet brown sand.Leaning back against the seat with his legs spread, my eyes involuntarily fell to his pants. I could still see it, the faint bulge straining against the fabric.“You are not allowed to leave the villa without my permission until we land in America,” he said.What?“You do realize the type of scandal the press would make up if clips of you in a compromising position like that got out,” he continued.My face heated. I clamped my thighs tighter, fingers curled into fists at my sides.He may have saved me, but I refused to become one of his chess piece
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Beach day
ANASTASIAIt's been a day. I haven't seen Dominic. Not literally. We've passed each other in the halls and during breakfast, but he never brings up that night or the deal. He doesn't pull his overbearing card, and we don't go on any more dates. I guess a couple on their honeymoon could spend it indoors. Though the media, and probably half the world, thinks we're spending it shoved into each other's sexual parts.I sigh, sinking further into the bathtub. Rose petals dance across the surface, one sticking to my cheek. I reach up and peel it off.Bored out of my very mind.I'd much rather spend my time on my phone, but every social media platform is going on about the Thompson bundle of joy Eunice is carrying in her womb.I trace my finger over my bare stomach.Having a baby was once my dream, back when I thought Leonard was my Prince Charming.I recoil at the thought.I wanted to treat my child nothing like Mum treated me. Hugging her when she was cold. Cooking her meals instead of maki
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Tabliods
ANASTASIA“What are you doing here, Rhea?” Dominic spoke. My eyes flicked between them.Rhea?I had read that name in the files a day ago.Rhea Blackwood. Dominic's stepsister.“Ahh, come on. I wanted to come see you,” she said, with a smile resting on her face, but it didn't quite reach her eyes.“What do you want?”She clicked her tongue against her teeth. “You were never welcoming, you know.”Her head snapped toward me, familiar piercing blue eyes staring into mine.She placed the glass on the table, walking toward us, her heels clicking against the floor.“Rhea Blackwood,” she introduced, her hand outstretched in front of her.I placed my hand in hers, hesitating before shaking it.“Anastasia Brooks,” I supplied. She nodded.Her eyes flickered over my face, my disheveled hair, and the sweat sticking strands to my forehead. Her brows drew together.“Did you both make out in the car?” she shrieked.My mouth dropped open, red staining my cheeks. My hands tightened at my sides.Make o
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract A deal
DOMINIC I tapped my finger against the table. My hands still smelled like crab and hot sauce, despite the gloves. I glanced around, my eyes settling on a man sitting three tables away. At first glance, he looked focused on his meal, talking sweetly to his date and laughing every two seconds. But I noticed the way his left wrist never left the table. A tiny camera peeked from beneath his cuff, pointed towards me. Relentless fuckers. I glanced towards the hallway where she'd disappeared. My eyes flicked to my watch. Twenty-one minutes. I stood up, walking towards the hallway. It was quiet except for the clinking of cutlery against plates drifting from the dining area. I spotted her, she stood in the halls. Her honey-brown hair was tied into a bun. The black satin dress exposed the bare length of her back. I walked towards her. She stretched out her hand. My eyes dragged from her outstretched hand to the man leaning against the wall with a smirk plastered on his face
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Why did you kiss me?
ANASTASIA The car smells like leather, and the faint cologne of the man seating in front of me. My heart is thumping so hard I swear I hear my ribcage crack. The limo feels too tight, my knee pressed against Dominic's. I shift, in an attempt to gain space between us. Dominic's tapping his finge
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,”
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