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Your Bloodline
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2026-09-19 03:56:34
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My Hired Gigolo Is A Billionaire Your Bloodline
Chapter 13: Your Bloodline Leah For a second, everything went on standstill. Nobody moved. Not even Preston. It was almost like he was waiting for the next stupid thing that Bryce would say or do. And he wasn’t wrong.A loud laughter was heard from Bryce’s side of the phone. Followed by Greta’s. “Are you serious, Leah? You got your boyfriend pretending to be my uncle?! Do you know how embarrassing that is?”I released a breath I didn’t even know I was holding in. Eyes locked on Preston’s amused one. “So you’re not so dumb after all.” I said.Preston chuckled, shaking his head. “What an idiot.” “If my uncle finds that fake boyfriend of yours pretending to be him? He’s going to make sure he spends the rest of his life in jail! And guess who’ll be right beside him! You!”I rolled my eyes. “You’re beginning to concern me. Say something else. Why did you call me? Or did you just call to insult me? That’s it?”“How long do you think it’s going to take me to get you fired from that store y
My Hired Gigolo Is A Billionaire A Masked Idiot
Chapter 12: A Masked Idiot LeahWifey. The endearment, temporary and contractual as it was, still made me blush. I slid the call open at the same moment Preston’s mouth covered mine.“Leah, you fucking bitch!” Bryce’s voice exploded through the speaker.Preston kissed me like he had all the time in the world and none of the patience. His weight settled carefully between my thighs, pressing me back into the mattress. One hand cradled the side of my neck. The other braced beside my head so he wouldn’t crush me. I barely registered the stream of venom pouring out of the phone.“You think you can walk into my wedding with that fake boyfriend of yours and humiliate me? After everything I did for you?”Everything ‘he’ did for ‘me’? The audacity almost made me laugh against Preston’s mouth. Preston smiled into the kiss, then dragged his lips down the side of my throat. His hand slid from my neck to my breast, cupping me through the thin fabric of the dress. When he squeezed—gentle at fi
My Hired Gigolo Is A Billionaire Six Days A Week?
Chapter 11: Six Days A Week?Leah He stepped closer. “I don’t know about you,” he murmured, breathing warm against the side of my neck, “but I was very happy with where I spent last night.”A helpless sound escaped me. Wetness gathered between my legs so fast it was almost embarrassing. My body had never reacted like this to Bryce—not even during the act itself. He’d eventually brought lube into the relationship because nothing else worked. Preston hadn’t even touched me yet and I was already clenching around nothing.He noticed. Of course he did.“No pressure,” he said, stepping back just enough to give me air. “If you want last night to remain a one-time exception, we leave it there. The contract can stay clean.” I should have taken the out.Instead I heard myself say, clear and steady, “I do. Put it in the contract.”Something dark and pleased moved through his expression.“Good girl.” He said. “Let's go home.” ~~~~~I mistook a billionaire for a gigolo. Then I had sex with hi
My Hired Gigolo Is A Billionaire Try Again
Chapter 10: Try Again Leah By the fifth dress I was ready to stage a rebellion.My arms ached. My feet ached. Even my face ached from holding polite expressions while strangers zipped me into silk and chiffon and things that cost more than my monthly rent. The lingerie had been the final straw. Delicate, ridiculous scraps of lace that the stylists handled like sacred relics. I didn’t want to wonder whether Preston expected a private fashion show later. The thought alone made heat crawl up my neck.I finally collapsed onto the low sofa in a beautiful palm-print dress with a neckline that plunged lower than anything I’d ever worn in public. It was the kind of outfit that made a statement. I had never been a statement kind of person. Today, apparently, I was.“I’m done,” I announced, tipping my head back against the cushion. “My arms are about to detach and walk away without me.”Preston laughed, then lifted a hand. The remaining staff immediately stopped what they were doing.“Pack
My Hired Gigolo Is A Billionaire Enjoy Being His Aunt
Chapter 9: Enjoy Being His Aunt LeahPreston waited in the car while I went back inside to face my sister. Megan was exactly where I’d left her, hovering near the counter like a one-woman security system. The second she saw me she exhaled so hard her shoulders dropped, then marched over and grabbed both my arms, scanning me for damage the way she used to when we were kids. “Leah. What the hell is going on? He just announced you’re his fiancée in front of Louise and half the store. Do you even know him?”I glanced over my shoulder. Louise was still fluttering around the private sales lounge like she’d just sold the Hope Diamond. A couple of customers were openly staring at my hand. I lowered my voice. “I’m okay. Breathe. He’s the man I spent the night with.”Megan’s mouth fell open.“He’s asked me to… help him with something that involves the company,” I continued carefully. “I can’t give you every detail right now because half of it is still being written into contracts, but I pro
My Hired Gigolo Is A Billionaire Two Years
Chapter 8: Two Years Leah “Sorry,” I said quickly.He actually smiled. Not offended. Almost pleased. “You’re right. He is unfit. And for the record, I never named him my successor. I don’t know where that particular fiction started—probably with his mother—but it was never true. I’ve been correcting it quietly for months. The wedding simply forced the issue into the open.”I exhaled, some of the tension leaving my shoulders. “So how do you fix it? The board, the media, the stock price… you’re too smart not to have a plan already.”“I do.” His gaze locked on mine. “That’s where the proposal comes in. You’re the solution, Leah.”I sat back against the seat. “Me.”“Marry me.”I stared at him. Then at the ring already glittering on my finger. Then back at him. “You’re serious.”“Completely.”“Why me?” The question came out smaller than I wanted. “I’m a jewelry store associate who just found out the man she slept with is a billionaire. How does marrying me help anything?”“Because the pu
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