Lahat ng Kabanata ng I am Love, Mr. Billionaire: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

                  Why do I still feel like I'm the star of the night? All eyes remain on me, following me closely. I hang on to Aziel's arm for about an hour, until I feel like letting myself go on the dance floor. But those stiff rakes here only dance to the one tile old fashion songs that no one has ever heard. Time to get some serious exercise and sweat on the dance floor. I smile sweetly at Aziel, but he immediately recognizes the naughty spark in my eyes. With furrowed eyebrows, he watches me as I walk towards the DJ and whisper in his ear. The man immediately beams, it seems as if he was waiting for this sign the whole night.  With a nod to Aziel, I wait on the dance floor until I hear the first notes of Jean Paul and Blue Cantrell, and I let my body determine its own rhythm. In no time everyone is here, women are screaming the lyrics along with Blue in

  "Please, be gentle," I say softly in his ear, clutching his arms in fear. He gazes at me strangely, but lust takes over and I feel him at the entrance of my cunt. Tenderly he takes possession of me until he comes to the barrier. Shocked he tries to withdraw, but I wrap my legs around him tightly. "Go on, Dordrich, I long for you. Don't forsake me." With a deep moan, he pushes further into me, kissing and caressing me. "Just a little while and the pain will be over, princess", he comforts me. An agonizing pain rips through my lower body as my walls adjust to his size. "Slowly, please. Be gentle", I insist with a twisted face. And then he's all inside me, deep and strong. A feeling of power comes over me, I eagerly press my hips closer to him. Slowly he starts to move, a burning sensation develops, but that soon makes way for a wonderful feeling. I throw my head back, move my hips with him and let this incredible feeling control my body. "Dordrich, go on

  My flight lands safely at the airport in New York. I'm the first to get out. On the way to the counter, Aziel comes and stands next to me. “I'm leaving on another flight for a few days of vacation as planned. I'll be back in two weeks. Try to miss me a little bit, babe.” He suddenly takes me in his arms and presses a kiss on my mouth. I don't like half work, so I pull his head back to me and we deepen the kiss until we let go, panting. "Come with me, Loraine." I smile softly. “Be back in time, Aziel. No extension is possible. We have to finish this deal. Two weeks and no more.” Theatrically he sighs, grabs his bag and leisurely walks to another check-in counter. When I enter the exit hall, I see the company driver running towards me. He takes my bags and stows them in the car. “Miss Windrug, did you have a good trip? Bad weather was forecast so I feared your flight would be delayed. Was there turbulence?”.  I take a seat in

  Later in the afternoon, when I grab my bag and close my office, I bump into Kaylah. “Are you going home already? There is still so much to do. The staff is still meeting.” I frown and decide to take a look at the conference room. Indeed, I see the managers there deliberating. When I step in, I end up in a financial discussion and eventually I help with the preparations for the execution of the several departments.  I am startled when I suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder, when I look up I get a kiss on the lips. “Loraine, you would be home early. I came here to get you." Danner has a smile on his face, thankfully. I can't afford his irritation now, I'm dead tired myself. I quickly gather my things and get up from my chair. “Gentlemen, lady. I am leaving. Tomorrow is another day, so what cannot be finished today, start fresh tomorrow.” I see the disapproval on their faces, they really thought we would finish all the tasks today. In addition, not ev

  "Danner, I want to live alone in my own house for a few weeks." I drop the bomb, and indeed he is petrified by my words. His eyes rise to mine, incredulous in disbelief and anger. “You want, what!”. His lips are a straight line, his face a tight mask. Unfazed, I look back at him. “I said I want some private space. We've been living together for a while and I'm starting to feel caged." His fork falls back loudly on his expensive porcelain plate. By no means am I going to let Danner overpower me this time. I stand firm in this, I want to get rid of this strenuous part in our relationship. The engagement and this living-together entangle me, restricts my freedom of movement.  “What does feel cage mean?”, he demands to know in a loud voice. “Listen Danner, I don't want a fight. But we live as a married couple, I have to keep you in mind all the time. Notifying you where I am going, what time and when. It's all too much. I want a little