Mommy, Daddy Is A Billionaire!

KABOOM!The strike of yet another thunderstorm tore through the skies, forcing Amelie awake. Feeling lightheaded and hot, she managed to peel her eyes open, only to find that she was smothered underneath a stranger in a dimly lit room."Wh-Who are you?" Amelie struggled to ask not noticing her raspy voice soaked with seduce."Who do you think I am?" The man softly kissed her earlobe as he chuckled. His voice was deep and s*xy making her body feel a rush of heat.Amelie couldn't help but clench her legs trying to rub away the strange itch between her thighs. Her brain was a muddle and her body was craving something, something bold but dangerous."Arh-" She moaned out as his lips fell down to her breasts. His kisses started going wild as his hands didn't stop caressing her but tracing down to her virgin land."P-Please don't..." Amelie begged as his finger thrust into her p*ssy. She finally sensed what was going to happen, "I'm not re...""It's too late woman." The man found her lips ag

Amelie reacted as fast as she could and shoved the man away.She couldn’t believe that she had come here with the pure intention of helping someone out, yet this scumbag dared to try and take advantage of her!Gritting her teeth in anger, she furiously wiped her lips, getting rid of the blood that had sipped through from the fresh wound and wincing slightly.“You scumbag!” She snarled, eyes twisted in complete rage. “How dare you-“ her words were cut off as the man once again stepped forward and pinned her back to the door, attempting to continue his actions from where they had been stopped.Amelie felt rage. Pure rage and without thinking twice, she brought her knee up and kneed him right in his manhood. The man immediately let go of her and staggered backward, hunching over and cupping his place of pain in the process.Amelie watched him as he did this, a smirk slowly forming on her lips.“If I knew you're such a disgusting pervert, I wouldn't have come in to help!” She spat and the

The results were out!Michelle and Miguel stared at the tablet screen, each refusing to make a single move.This had been what they wanted, searching the nation's gene pool and finally finding out who their father was, but now that the time had come, both children couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over them."D-Do you think..." Miguel began, trying to ignore the way his voice cracked, "Do you think this is really okay?" He asked.Michelle didn't respond. She instead quietly stared at the tablet screen and after a few seconds, was hesitant to click and check the result.Even though they both wanted to know who their father was and what type of man he was, they feared that he'd be a bad person.In their earliest memories, each time Amelie spoke about their father, Michelle, and Miguel could both see the way their mother's face soured and the pain in her eyes even though she tried telling happy stories.The memory of their father was definitely a painful topic for their mother

In a five-star hotel, Eric anxiously paced back and forth at the presidential level.He couldn't understand what was happening. Just yesterday his boss had been fine and then suddenly, his condition came back today. And the doctors were stumped too.Stopping his pacing, Eric gently cracked open the door to check up on his boss. Zacharie was slumped against the bed's wood frame amongst all the wreckage and destruction in the room. His eyes were half open as he looked up at the ceiling.The poor guy was drenched with sweat and numerous scars marred his body and on the exposed corners of his neck were black pulsing veins that wrapped around his body like beautifying vying. However, what they brought was far from beauty but rather an unbearable amount of pain to Zacharie."Mr. LaCroix?" Eric called out hesitantly. "Please hang in there, Madam Aubert will soon be here."The blood of Mr. LaCroix's fiancée was said to be the only thing that could ease his illness. They were waiting for her b

The room instantly fell silent after the slap. Skylar stared wide-eyed at the scene, while the men behind Zacharie were too shocked to react.Amelie herself was surprised. She had not meant to slap the man, her palm had moved on its own accord.Suddenly, Zacharie looked at her and his face was grim. She flinched upon seeing this and some part of her began regretting her action, however, the other side of her fought hard against that other side, refusing to allow her fear to win.Zacharie had disrespected her. Those words he had said and those absurd *ssumptions he had made were all way too over the line.Who was he to say that she had an affair with that greasy old Dylan White just for money? He didn’t know the full story and had no right to judge!This was just one out of the many reasons why she'd much rather be fed the dishes than stand by and allow him to spill such nonsense!And if there was one thing she had learned well in recent years, it would be that quietly tolerating insul