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Author: Karma_Dreams
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PASHA

“What size would you like that in?”

I consider the different options. “Give me two of the travel vials and four large bottles. Personalized, as we discussed. My assistant will handle the payment.”

I hit the button on the receiver for Paris to pick up and finish everything that needs doing. Today’s first task is to have a custom perfume made for Daphne to wear. Something from me that marks her as mine in the best way.

Last night was incredible. Much needed. Long awaited.

Until it turned into something different that I still can’t quite figure out.

Why did she run from me? What on earth did I do to make her hide in the shower and lock me out of my own bedroom?

I haven’t pushed her for an answer. It’s possible that our little romp pushed her far enough and that’s what sent her into this panic. She didn’t even give her driver a run for his money this morning like she usually does. Just packed up, piled in, and let him take her to work without a word of complaint.

I shouldn’t
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  • Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire    Chapter 65

    PASHA“Where. Is. My. Mark?” I ask her again.Technically, I do know where it is—the makeup is evident this close.What I don’t know is why the hell she covered it up. The whole point was for her to wear it loud and proud. So dumbasses like Ewing would get the fucking hint and back the fuck off.He shouldn’t even be here. He shouldn’t be allowed to walk inside this building, let alone be here in Daphne’s office.Daphne’s protesting, but I couldn’t hear her even if I wanted to—my blood is roaring through my ears and I’m doing everything possible to not just throw her over my shoulder and carry her out of the art gallery to the car.As it is, I’m shoving her out her office door, my arm firmly wrapped around her.One of her idiot bosses pokes his head out of his office, but I shoot him a glare that dares him to fuck with me. He ducks back inside and I can hear him lock the door.“Pasha!” Daphne whips her head around. I don’t stop, and I don’t let her stop, either. “I haven’t checked with

  • Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire    chapter 64

    That blessed silence lasts all of half an hour.At least it’s just some delivery guy. He didn’t do anything to piss me off.Except bring more flowers from people I don’t want to hear from. But that’s not his fault.It’s my parents’.The fact that this bouquet is almost identical to Conrad’s doesn’t surprise me. I’d bet good money that they coordinated his little ambush.I pluck the letter he stuck inside the roses and stare at it. Do I even want to read it? Is it worth the headache?Better yet, do I have a lighter stashed away somewhere?He’s not the only one shoving notes in flowers—there’s a card in the bouquet from my parents, and it’s addressed to Miss Daphne Hamish.I really need to find that lighter.When the door to my office opens once more, I’m ready to chuck the card at the intruder like some ninja throwing star. I almost do it, too—except…“Pasha? What are you doing here?”He’s staring at the yellow roses. “Who the fuck did these come from?” His eyes narrow. “Conrad.”The w

  • Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire    chapter 63

    DAPHNEThe soft knock at my door arrives several hours too early.Conrad is here, with flowers in hand.The first thing I notice is how small the bouquet looks compared to what Pasha usually sends me. In fact, one of his elaborate arrangements is taking up a good portion of my side desk as I scramble to gather my wits.“Conrad! What a surprise!” I force my voice to sound pleasant, despite feeling anything but.He pushes through the door, holding the vase like a shield. “I couldn’t wait to see you.”Keep it business. “Well, since you’re here, why don’t we go to the conference room?” Where there’s nothing but windows and a clear view for witnesses. I push my chair in and try my best to circumvent him on the way to the door.Unfortunately, he catches me on the way by pushing those stupid flowers at me. “I wrote a letter for you, too.” He taps an envelope stuck between the yellow roses. “I’m an artist, not a writer, but?—”“Looks great.” I take the vase and drop it on the desk. “Let’s go

  • Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire    chapter 62

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  • Revenge On My Ex, Accidentally In Bed With A Billionaire    chapter 61

    I suck on his tongue until I feel him moan. Only then do I ease up enough to nibble and tease around his mouth. Pasha presses me harder against the wall and wastes no time in peeling off my soaked dress, careful around my baby bump but possessive and firm everywhere else he touches.“You think you’re the only one who’s been marked?” he growls against my neck as he rips down my panties. The second I kick them off, his hand cups my pussy in a way that feels like claiming. “You think you haven’t done the same to me?”My head is swimming with pleasure. Just his touch on the surface, just that press of his hand against my heat, has my lashes fluttering closed and my lips parting in soft gasps. “Wh… what? What are you talking about?”“I had a meeting today.” Pasha kisses a fiery path down to the tops of my swollen breasts. My bra is barely containing them at this point; I’m gonna need to replace it with a maternity version soon. “Had to deal with this desperate cougar who keeps trying to ge

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