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Hope He Feels The Same

Autor: Bellaboy
last update Última actualización: 2025-09-19 01:25:53

“Good morning, Quinn. Happy New Year,” Fiona hummed as Saint

jingled in front of her, tethered to a leash.

The elderly doorman seemed perplexed by her warm greeting and

quickly came from around the reception desk. The look of unease on his

face was apparent as he opened the lobby door for her to exit.

“Good morning Miss Merrill. Happy New Year to you too.” He nodded

vigorously, the pitch of his voice laced with apprehension.

“Thank you.” Fiona blinked rapidly as a cold gust of January wind hit

her smack in the face. Saint cowered at her feet for a moment before she

convinced him in her sing-song voice to keep walking along the frozen

sidewalk. Gripping the fur hoodie of her casual jacket with gloved fingers at

her chin, she forged ahead with purpose in her step. Today was the

beginning of a new year, and the day she and the fine-looking bartender,

Chris Ballard, would make their agreement official.

The idea to hire him to be her boyfriend was brilliant if she did say so

herself. It
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  • The Billionaire Heiress Baby    Don't Be Late

    Instead, I say, “Wow, that's something. Did he say anything about the hours and all that?”His words sink in, yet they don't make sense. For some reason, I can't even imagine myself working in a high-class joint like this. God, I don't have anything to wear that's fit to be seen in polite company. Manny's eyes soften as he goes on to fill me in on the particulars, and I breathe a sigh of relief. As much as I want to turn down the job on the back of my inappropriate desire alone, I won't have to. Nixon's only in his office at night and the brother attends therapy all afternoon. I'd only be needed in the morning, long before Nixon arrives at work.Part-time work for a full-time wage seems too good to be true. My dad always told me that if it seems too good to be true, it is. But I can't see any reason not to give it a trial run. I can always keep my afternoon gig at the Heartbreak until I know for sure.Manny looks at me expectantly. “I think you should take the job.”“I—”Before I can

  • The Billionaire Heiress Baby    Ten Minutes

    Marcella’s POVI stare up at the lunchbox sitting on the counter. It's only got a bologna sandwich and a few baby carrots inside it, but at least it's something. We can't afford to buy food that's not on sale at the bargain grocery store with the wilted produce and the expired meat. And I know Manny. He'll start making some tips and think he can afford to go to the food court. He can't.It's my day off, so I've got the time, but I don't have the extra gas. Last night on my way home from work, the gas gauge hovered just underneath a quarter tank, and I've still got two shifts before payday.With a curse underneath my breath and a long-suffering sigh of annoyance, I grab the lunchbox and lock up behind me. More cursing follows all the way to the Armónico as I have to keep stopping in traffic, which I know is a fuel waster. Damn Manny and his habit of having his head up his ass. He's always thinking about the next big game and trying to come up with the buy in. I shiver as I imagine what

  • The Billionaire Heiress Baby    Lethal Gaze

    My lethal gaze burns through him. “You may be asking yourself why I would care about helping you? And there's only one reason. You've got something I want, Mr. Castillo. Something I need, and I won't be denied.”“I don't have anything,” he says through quivering lips and shakes his head.How could he not remember the one precious thing in his miserable life? His confusion just reiterates my initial opinion of him.“Oh, but you do,” I say, leaning forward, and slapping my palms on the desk. I savor the sensation of watching him jump and then cringe. I want him so damn uncomfortable that this moment will haunt him for the rest of his days. But with his gambling habit, he'll be lucky if he gets much longer to grace this earth. There are vindictive men in this town. Mafia ties. AndI'm ethical and fair. Except when it comes to Dante. “Something that's worth more than this casino we're sitting in. Something that's worth more than all the gold in Fort Knox.”.“Mr. Caldwell, do you need a ki

  • The Billionaire Heiress Baby    By The Throat

    Nixon’s POV“Are you sure about this?”Troy sits across from me, looking staid. The seemingly innocent question chastises me more than any recrimination. He doesn't think I should be doing it at all, but my cock has taken over. Whenever I hear other guys talking about the hard cock phenomenon at the gym or the bar, I roll my eyes and walk away. Now it's hit me square in the crotch, and I can't control it. I'll have her or die trying.“Yes.”He nods resolutely. “Okay. Better hope the gaming commission doesn't get wind of it. Or even worse, Dante.”Slamming my hand on the flat surface, I watch my pen jump. “Don't even bother asking me if I give a shit about fucking Dante Giovanetti.”As Troy picks up the phone's receiver, he pauses. “A little testy about it, aren't we? I've never seen you like this over a woman.”“I'd like you more if you hadn't mentioned it,” I clip out, becoming tired of the back and forth. Friend or not, he gets paid to do a fucking job, and he just needs to do it wi

  • The Billionaire Heiress Baby    Not Interested

    I blink a few times. “Thanks, Mr. Giovanetti, but I'm not interested. I'm already gainfully employed.”His eyes flash fire but he only lets his annoyance show for a split second before his face again becomes a cool mask of indifference. Danger spills out from every pore even though he tries to hide it. A shiver travels down my spine in spite of the heat. I don't like him, and I want him gone.He reaches inside his tailored to perfection suit coat and produces a card. As he hands it to me, his fingers stay linked with mine a moment longer than would be considered appropriate. I lean back, wanting more space between the two of us. A gorge the size of the Grand Canyon wouldn't be far enough to set my mind at ease. It seems right to glance down at the card I'm holding. The expensive vellum paper is embossed with gold foil lettering.Dante Giovanetti, Owner Mona Lisa Hotel & Casino“If you change your mind, that number goes straight to my assistant.” As he talks, he sweeps his superior and

  • The Billionaire Heiress Baby    Hospitality Industry Experience

    Marcella’s POVAs I close my book, a historical romance I snagged from Savers, I notice a stretch limousine approaching my house from my tiny window. The school year's over, the summer heat is oppressive for those of us without air, and the only reason a car like that would be in a place like this is because a herd of students compiled their money to go to prom in style.Prom was over months ago.With interest, I watch it pull up right in front of my shitty trailer. I climb off my twin bed and walk over to get a better look. The driver exits and walks around to the back to open the door. Is it a celebrity? For some silly reason, my heartbeat picks up. Maybe it's Publisher's Clearing House, and I'm about to be saved from the poorhouse. I can see it in my mind's eye. Balloons. Streamers. And a giant cardboard check with an amount that's bigger than a lifetime of my annual salary.It's neither.An imposing man in a tailored suit gets out and stands in the street. He's none too happy with

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