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Prologue
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2026-05-21 22:40:23Prologue
“What does it feel like to be engaged to the most powerful, most successful, and dangerously stunning billionaire in the city?”
It’s possessive, passionate, sexy, beautiful, and scary at the same time. Yet, it’s a scare Sophia wants to be a part of.
“What about me?” She asked him, pushing her earphones in, not sure of what she wanted to hear. “Are you going to get attached to me and never let go?”
There was a pause before he said, “After you, there’ll be no one else… I’m going to want all of you. Every part of you, Soph.”
Were these the words that changed everything for Sophia? I think not. This twisted, yet beautiful chase started way before this day. Way before she ever found out that she was arranged to marry him in seventy-four days.
At his words, Sophia folded. Heat filled her, her heart pounding as if he were in the room with her. She shut her eyes, and she could already picture him behind her on her bed, pulling her close till there was no space left between them, and kissing her till she lost her breath.
Her fiancé was in her head, in her dreams, under her skin. He said no sex until they got married, but they were doing other things.
“What do you feel for me?” She asked as her fingers clenched tight around the sheet.
“I can’t tell you yet.” He said inside her ears.
“Why? Is it obsession? I want to know.” Her breath faltered. She ached to feel that foreign thump between her legs again.
“Sophia?”
She listened.
“You’ll know what I feel for you when you’re sure of what you feel for me.” He answered. But it was not enough for Sophia.
She wanted to know why this always-suited-up billionaire looked at her the way he did. She wanted to know why he gave her pleasure beyond her wildest imagination, yet reserved the best parts for marriage, why he jumped through hoops just to ask for her hand in marriage. She wanted to know why being with him terrified her, yet he was all she wanted.
He knew more than he should. Saw in her what no one else saw. Spoiled her without reasoning and chased after her despite everyone being against their age difference.
One day, when it was just the two of them alone in the room, she asked again, “Are you really obsessed with me?”
Seated behind her, he pulled her against his chest, planting soft, head-swimming kisses on her neck as he answered and said, “I don’t know…”
She shivered; she twisted her legs together.
“I just really want you by my side.” He added and slipped his warm hands under her jersey, brushing her smooth skin.
Her pulse quickened. Her body curved forward against his, sensitive and ready for his touch.
Before he touched her completely, he asked, “Will you stay?”
How did they get here?
Let’s see.
******
One month ago…
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