LOGINWARNING: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN STEAMY AND EROTICA CONTENT WHICH IS HIGHLY PROHIBITED FOR KIDS UNDER +18. “Do you eat pussy for a living,” I muttered between moans as his tongue rolled deeper into my pussy entrance, clearing out the last residue of orgasm like a pro. In a second, I could feel my inner muscles stretched down his shaft as he slid his huge cock into me again. I held his waist firmly with my two hands as he thrusted into me harder and groaned in pleasure. “Fuck you Charles,” I mid-screamed as I remembered how my ex, Charles always told me my pussy dries up quickly. But, here I am still wet as fuck after my second orgasm. ************************************************* Five years ago, Aria’s life fell apart in a single night when she caught her boyfriend cheating on her with her own best friend, a heartbroken Aria drowned her pain in alcohol and ended up spending the night with a stranger whose name she didn’t even know. Weeks later, she discovered she was pregnant. She dropped out of college to raise her son alone as she struggled to give him the best life. Unknown to her, the stranger who got her pregnant was Xavier Beaumont—the billionaire heir to one of the country’s most powerful old-money families. Fate revisited her when an old philanthropist visited the hospital her son was admitted after he got injured during a football game at school. The philanthropist could not ignore the striking resemblance between the child and his own grandson. As old truths started to resurface, Aria found herself pulled into a world of wealth, power and deception. Will she be able to navigate through the heat of the elite circle?
View MoreIvanna’s POVA screenshot of Arthur’s statement with a voice note attached to it was sitting on my phone. I refuse to read or listen to it. I refuse to believe everything I see on social media. How could tables turn this much and so soon?Then I put my phone face down on the bed and sat there.The room was quieter than a cemetery. I had been awake since early hours of the morning, staring into nothing in particular. Sleep had suddenly become a negotiation I had been losing nightly. My thoughts were all crazy and messed up. This is not my reality. It will never be. I picked up my phone and summoned the courage I never had from wherever and read the statement I refused to read. Arthur defended and now accepted both Aria Ashford and her son into the family. Like the Beaumont family owes her a debt that cannot be paid no matter how they tried.I dropped the phone before it could slip from my hand.One thing about Arthur Beaumont was that he understood exactly what words could do when y
Xavier’s POVI couldn’t sleep a wink. The problem here was the name plate.I had earned that plate. Seven years of diligence hardwork. I had never once seen anyone question the position I was sitting in until now.This week was the first time.I came back home, tired. I couldn’t eat before slumping into sleep. It was my alarm that woke me up by five the next morning.The first thing that crossed my mind was my grandfather’s public statement. It had been registered in my subconscious. I couldn’t bring myself to do anything at all, I just lay in my bed staring at the ceiling.At around seven, I managed to stand up, brush my teeth and make a cup of hot chocolate. My eyes didn’t leave my phone for a second, all I looked forward to was the notification ping.Then, I heard it. I rushed toward it.I, Arthur Beaumont, patriarch of the Beaumont family and founder of Beaumont Group, wish to make the following formal announcement.My great-grandson, Bryan James Ashford, son of my grandson Xavier
Xavier’s POVThe board meeting was set impromptu. I wanted them to arrive uncertain.I called the legal counsel to make sure the Beaumont Group’s board charter is available on my desk in the next thirty minutes. They had been careful enough with their choice of word that it could be framed as a reasonable request. Careful enough that if I refused, they could position my refusal as the problem rather than the letter itself.They were all seated when I walked in.Nine faces were seated around the conference table. Robert Fedson at the far end, his countenance composed like that of a man who had decided his position was defensible and was prepared to defend it. David Kingsley sat beside him, calm in the way that people were calm when they had been told what was coming and had time to properly arrange themselves. The others ranged from neutral to visibly uncomfortable.I sat at the head of the table.“The motive of the letter sent will not be honored,” I began without any further ado.
Arthur’s POVThey had started coming in by one-thirty, Only two of them sent an excuse message in the morning, Ronald and Jason.Ronald said he had a prior engagement ceremony that couldn’t wait, while Jason said he was down with fever and had to visit the hospital. Of course, I knew both excuses were fabricated. I stood near the fireplace as they all gathered, each seated comfortably in the sitting room sofa. Margaret had arranged the seating in a broad semicircle facing the front of the room, enough for everyone, nothing about the arrangement suggested hierarchy beyond the single chair I would be using, which was positioned slightly forward of the rest.I had chosen the estate's main sitting room deliberately. Clifford sat in the third chair from the left.He was dressed in a black tuxedo which I know of course would cost a fortune, his countenance underneath it was stern and cold, like he always was. “Thank you all for honoring my invitation,” I started. “This meeting will be b
ARIA’s POVThe first thing I noticed was the dead silence. The second was the pounding headache threatening to split my skull into two.I squeezed my eyes shut and buried my face deeper into the pillow. Bad idea.The unfamiliar scent hit me immediately. Cedar, warm and masculine.My eyes snapped op
XAVIER’s POVIt was five o’clock in the morning and I had ejaculated thrice already. I looked at the pretty lady on the same bed with me, I had fucked her so hard in the last few hours, as we explored different sex positionsShe was now sleeping peacefully beside me, like all her problems had been
ARIA’s POVThe suite was nothing like the bar beneath it. While the bar beneath was all amber shadows and deliberate dimness, the room the bartender led us to was clean and looked quite expensive, cream walls, dark wood furniture, a king-sized bed dressed in white linen that looked untouched and in
ARIA’s POV“You look like someone about to be ruined.” The stranger said flatly. I blinked up at him. The room still tilted at its edges, my fingers were still curled around the fabric of his sleeve, and my dignity was barely somewhere on the floor between the barstool and where I was currently st






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