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CHAPTER 26: I Know Your Cute Little Daughter
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Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 27: Please Don't Hate Me, Lance
Ramona’s POV“I met with Mark last night,” Gigi says, her legs crossed on the bed, opening her box of French fries.“He said I should come apologize for kicking him in the balls on Saturday night.”I throw my head back laughing. “You did that?”“Yes,” she says proudly, tossing the fries in her mouth. “While you were busy making googly eyes at Lance. He deserved it.”I blink at her. “Gigi!”She shrugs like it’s nothing. “How dare he say no to me?”I turn my head slowly to her, grinning. She catches my look. “What?”And then we both burst into laughter, our legs knocking into each other on the mattress.She pulls out her phone and hands it to me. “So... while I was there... I shared his location.”I blink and my mouth drops open. “What?!”“Mm-hmm,” she says, smiling now.“Mark’s always stuck to Lance like a side mirror. If we follow Mark, we follow Lance.”I snatch the phone from her and stare at the blinking blue dot. “Gigi. You’re so smart.”“Don’t gas me,” she says, snatching her ph
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 26: I Know Your Cute Little Daughter
Lance's POV My head is pounding. Like someone smashed a brick against my skull.Everything’s blurry, I blink a couple of times, but it’s still hazy. My mouth is dry, and my back fucking hurts. Where the hell…?Last thing I remember, I got down from the plane early this morning.Got a business call before dawn. I was still in bed with her.Couldn't bring myself to say it to her face, so I wrote her a note and left it on the bedside.Because if I looked her in the eyes and saw one single tear? I’d break. Fucking coward.Now I don’t even know where the fuck I am.I try to move but I can’t.My hands are behind me. Tied. My ankles too.I’m strapped to a chair like some cheap hostage in a…“What the f—?”My voice is low and my throat is dry as a desert.“How the hell did I get here?”I look around. The room’s dark with small windows bringing in a little bit of light.I look out the window, and from what I gather, it's already evening.God knows how long I've been sleeping here like dead
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 25: Let's Dig Into Him
I step out of the taxi, my knees feel weak.My heart keeps betraying me again and again, pressing hard against my ribs like it wants to break out and scream.His words are still there in my head, twisting my chest and it hurts so bad.“Let’s not do this again, Ramona.”How dare you Lance?How dare he touch me like that? Hold me like that? Kiss me like he'll break if he doesn't, just to give me that kind of note the next morning?My breath catches as I climb the stairs to my room.And then, like my own mind is mocking me, I hear Jenny’s voice again:“Don’t fall in love with Lance.” My chest tightens remembering her words.“What the hell did she mean by that?” I mutter.Why am I even affected like this? I've barely known him for three weeks.So why does it feel like I’ve just been broken up with?I reach my door and quickly wipe my face.Fix my lips into something that might look like a smile.Because I don't want Gigi suspecting anything and digging for answers.I don't even have the s
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 24: Lance is a whole Grenade To Unpack
I wake up tucked deeply under heavy blankets. The sheets smell so clean, with a hint of his scent.For a second, I don’t even move. My eyes stay shut, my mind replaying everything that happened last night.His deep kisses that felt like he wanted to taste my soul. The sex, the taste of his mouth, the forehead kisses in the shower.My heart dances and my cheeks rise, blushing.But I feel pain everywhere.The ache between my thighs, the sweet soreness in my hips, my joints tingle with sweet pain.I take a deep breath and look around.He’s not here.The bed’s big, but it feels bigger without him in it.And I’m still in his black, oversized, soft as sin shirt. It swallows me whole, stopping mid-thigh like some kind of lazy, sexy dress.I bring the collar to my nose and smell him.“Awnnn.” I blush, a smile follows.It smells just like him. That warm and faint mix of smoke, peppermint, and his sweat. I close my eyes and take it in deeper. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I love it s
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 23: I'm Fucking Sorry Ramona
I don't even know what’s crazier.That I just fucked Theodore’s daughter, same bastard I’m ready to put a bullet through his skull if he dares make that move with Carl and get in the way of my plans.Or the fact that I swore I’d just watch her. Keep her safe from a distance until she could stand on her own.But she keeps crashing into my world, into my space, into my fucking head.I take a deep breath.Her skin’s warm on mine, her breath brushing my neck. I turn on the shower. It's almost ice-cold. “Arrrhh!” She flinches.“Relax. I got it,” I say, my voice low.I tweak the tap, warm it up, then pull her under the stream with me. Water rolls down our bodies, soaking our skin, mixing our heat. Her soft body against mine, breathing in each other's air. And she’s staring at me, her eyes carrying a lot of emotions. I grab the soap, lather it in my hands, and start working it into her hair. She closes her eyes and leans in. Like she trusts me. Like she’s handing herself over to me. M
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 22: Come Sit On Me Baby
He unbuckles his belt, and lets his pants drop to the floor. The sight hits me with shivers, his thighs, muscular and toned, flexing with ease. It does something to me. My breath shortens without warning.And then…his erection. Strained, prominent through his fitted grey male pants. He pulls them halfway down, and I swear my knees nearly give out.It springs free, thick, veined, massive in the good way and terrifyingly beautiful. My breath cuts short, my thighs press together instinctively, heat blooming where I ache the most.My toes curl, just thinking about everything that could happen next. Everything he could do to me.He doesn’t move much. Just drops onto the bed like a king waiting for his prize, his lips curving into a wicked smirk, taunting me. His body relaxed, but his dick still high and hard, like it knows it's in control and doesn't give a care in the world.How is he so composed? “Pull it, baby. I want to see you fully.” His voice breaks through my thoughts. Deep y
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