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The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 52. LET ME TAKE CARE OF YOU
The ambience of the hallway in the penthouse was resplendent. The kind that enveloped you with coziness, making it impossible to sever yourself from the warmth.The long corridors were demarcated by flush doors erected a few inches away from each other, on both sides of the hallway.The Interscope interior decoration on the wall highlighted the room in its full glory and form.Orla shrouded her shocked expression from Callan. She shouldn't expect any less from a five-star hotel. She looked down at her fingers that were protectively interlocked with Callan's, and a smile parted her lips into two. She had never felt so safe.She swirled her head, her loud giggles piercing her husband's ears as she walked closely beside him.Callan's lips twitched in a small smile. Her company was one thing he'd never joke with. Even the littlest things about her were consequential to him, he loved them and wanted to know every detail about his wife. She completed him so well."Did you book a room for us
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 53. YOU WILL DO WELL 1
Last night in the hotel room was blissfully spent with different rounds of wine and orgasms. Orla rolled on the bed, struggling to stretch her now weak arms. She was fatigued from last night's several hours of intercourse. Callan had taken her to every corner of the room. From the window side to the bed, the wall, and every other place he could press her tiny frame on. It was wild, one of the best nights of her life. Orla didn't complain, she loved every second of him drilling her tiny hole. Yawning out loudly, she suddenly remembered that Callan didn't use protection when he was fucking her. They were so engrossed with satisfying their lustful appetite that thoughts of protecting themselves didn't occur to either of them. Callan came three times, she came more than five times and he spilled his fluid inside of her. She remembered clearly that he did, but she couldn't bring herself to stop him when that was the best part. She jumped out of bed, panic shooting through her skin.
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 54. YOU WILL DO WELL 2
She had gone past the stage of being too shy to ask him for sex. He knew what she wanted now that her hand lingered on the bulge. Dusk was approaching, but there were streetlights everywhere and people could still see them.Though Orla was silent, Callan got what she silently asked for. Too bad he couldn't refuse her, their hearts were so connected that he always wanted to please her whenever she asked for it. He wanted her the same way and at the same time she wanted him."Come with me to the car, it's outside the park."Callan moved away from her, heading towards where he had parked the car outside. Orla followed like a horny bitch. Nothing mattered now, all she needed was Callan's cock buried deep inside her hole.No streetlights illuminated the area where he parked the car. It was quiet and safer, but he feared Orla's moans would attract the attention of passers-by."Get in the car, Orla," he ordered in a husky tone.She rolled into the backseat, and he followed, slamming the
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 55. A SNEAKY LINK
Orla was slammed with restiveness as she sat with a group of Architects in the reception of Bernadoz Construction Company.The interview phase was over, and they were anxiously waiting for results, but Orla wasn't having it well. Her anthropophobia had activated in ample form as people surrounded her, she was far from being comfortable.Callan had dropped her three hours ago. She was now done with the interview, waiting for the result and Callan to come pick her up as promised."Is this seat taken?" A hunky black guy towered above her, his dark brown eyes gleaming with lechery as he made Orla's cleavage the cynosure of his eyes.She almost blamed herself for wearing that dress, but it wasn't all bad. It was a decent dress, just that this guy over here just derived pleasure in being a pervert."Not taken," she mumbled, focussing her attention back to the bald receptionist who had started calling in the applicants for their results.They were more than thirty, it was certain she would n
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 56. DAMN YOU!
An hour had swiftly passed and Orla was still not talking to him. It was unwonted. Her queer countenances and continual tapping of her fingers against her palm made him restless. She sat there on the couch, her eyes sceptically boring into his.Callan tossed the car keys on the centre table, walking after her as she headed towards the hallway. His eyes weren't entertaining anymore.He composedly reached for her arms before she walked out of him, gently holding her to avoid hurting her slender arms."What's wrong? Did something happen there?" Worry was laced in his tone.Orla looked at him again, still finding it hard to believe her sister. Callan wouldn't hurt her, or was that what she thought?The magnitude of worry that invaded his face could make her fall to his knees, washing away every word Mia told her. And she could let them go if she continued to stare at him like that.His eyes held irresistible charms, but now wasn't the time to fall for those charms like she used to."No,
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 57. SORRY DOESN'T SOLVE IT ALL 1
One week later.'It would have been better if it was avoided.' Callan thought as he mulled over the mess he had created.It had been a week of torture for both of them.Waking next to Orla every morning was hell, the silent treatment she gave him was scourging.It killed him that he couldn't touch her like he used to. He wished all these would come to an end, but Orla wasn't making it easy for him. She was mad at him, and he perfectly understood where her pain was coming from.Orla was suffering too. It hurt that Callan couldn't be the same man he used to be to her anymore. It hurt more that the trust had left her. After everything that had happened, there was no way she could trust Callan again.The man who took solace in resting in her arms after a long strenuous day, the man who welcomed her into a new day by planting kisses all over her face and letting her rest her little troubled head on his chest as she slept at night. The man who meant the world to her, the man who was everyt
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 58. SORRY DOESN'T SOLVE IT ALL 2
"Orla," It hurt to call her name the same way it hurt to hear him call her name. He was the only one who could properly pronounce her name as she wanted. She arranged her stuff back into the box as Callan stared at her, hoping that she would say something to him. It'd been a week. A week without her smile, a week she had deprived him of her cuddles, a week without her by his side. He dreadfully missed her and was ready to do whatever it would take to have his wife back. "I don't know what to do, but I promise to do whatever you want me to do. I know I have fucked this up, but Orla, if you give me the chance…" She grabbed her bag from the bed, dashing out of the bedroom before he finished his sentence. She wasn't interested in whatever he had to say. She was hurting, she needed to stay far away from him. He was no good for her. He followed her into the living room, impeding her from reaching the door. "I have to be somewhere important, Callan." Her tone was a little dangerous.
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 59. A FRESH START
They were blood sisters. Blood is said to be thicker than water, but in their case, the water was thicker. Orla's heels exquisitely clattered against the tiles as she walked into the boardroom of Bernadoz Construction Company, a small smile of fulfillment plastered on her face. Her warm aura elicited a curiosity that caused everyone present in the boardroom to turn their heads towards her. Everyone was suddenly interested in knowing who she was, and why she was effortlessly stunning. Her smile almost faded when reticence crashed her from within. But she didn't plan to flop now, so she pushed back the odd feeling and maintained a smiling face. Again, her smile grew bigger, delighted she didn't come a minute late. It was conspicuous that they had been anticipating her arrival. Mia's eyes were contemptuously haunting her sister, but Orla pretended not to notice her when in fact, she was the first person she looked out for immediately after she stepped into the boardroom. "Good morn
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