บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire’s Marriage of Convenience : บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

ALENAI was at work as early as six on a hectic Friday after leaving work the previous day at ten. It proved pretty much worth it, as I had managed to carry out most of the duties I had and clear up all my paperwork. I had attended many meetings, answered many stressful phone calls, and dealt with tough journalists in various interviews regarding my life and my work.I was glad the day was almost over and I'd finally get time to be with Dylan. With the weekend around the corner, I made sure I cleared up my schedule. I needed to spend time with him peacefully.I had only had a cup of coffee and yogurt this morning. I wasn't that hungry yet because I was busy, but I knew I'd dig into my favorite food once I got home.I stood in the elevator that took me from the ground floor, where I had been handing out important files, to the executive floor. I was the only one in that elevator, browsing through a magazine with Mom's most recent designs and achievements. She was doing great, and Dad w

ALENA"I don't want to control you, Alena. You are free to make your own decisions because I know you always think things through before acting, and you can control your own life and decisions. I'm just your guide and companion.""I'm sorry, Dylan. I'm sorry I didn't listen to what we agreed on.""Hey, don't feel bad about it. I'm not mad at you. I just want to know what's going on. You can talk to me.""I don't want to drag you into stuff that'll end up ruining your life or getting you hurt.""Would it be fair for you to endure the pain all by yourself? I'm your better half, and I deserve to know what's bothering you and who's troubling you. Did Hank do something to you again? Why do you think he's a bad guy? I think he's a bad guy as well, but you seem to have something strong against him. What has he done to you?""The things he says disturb me. His jokes are creepy. It's like he touched me on purpose, and he wants to hurt me.""Why? Why would he want to hurt you? Does he have a mo

ALENA"If you tickle me like that again, I'm going to end up sick. I've never laughed so much in my entire life," I said, recovering from the fit of laughter I was in all thanks to Dylan, who wouldn't stop tickling me until my stomach ached and tears spilled out of my eyes."Anything to see my princess smile," he said, pinching my cheeks playfully. I gave him a cute pout, and he pecked my lips."Come on. Let's find you a cute outfit to wear tonight."Dylan walked ahead of me, and I jumped onto his back and locked my legs around his torso. I crossed my hands on his rock-hard chest, dragging my lips up and down his neck teasingly.He opened the double doors to our walk-in closet, and he walked in, closing the door behind him. He put me down on the island and opened a drawer.He took out a bottle of attractively packaged body lotion that must have cost a fortune. He opened the bottle and squeezed some into his hands. He rubbed his palms together and pressed his hands to my cheeks, pattin

ALENAOur destination was one of our houses in a secluded location out of the busy town. It was normally up for rent, but Steve had told me that it was unoccupied for the entire week for renovations. I thought it'd be amazing to stargaze at the rooftop terrace and end our drive watching the beautiful night sky.I kept on stealing glances at Dylan, realizing he was staring at me the entire time with eyes that made my heart melt. Just his stare was capable of making me smile and fantasize about the wildest things in my head.He turned on the radio and turned up the volume. All along, we had been the ones talking with no background music. The radio station that he tuned into was playing Justin Timberlake's Mirrors. I knew that song perfectly well, and I loved it."Do you ever listen to music?" I asked him out of interest, nodding to the tune."Of course. I'm not all about making money, you know. I have fun sometimes too. I know this song, actually.""Hmmm.... Liar. Prove it.""Well, I me

ALENAI woke up tangled in bed with the love of my life. Both of us were naked in each other's arms. Thinking about our night together made me smile. He was so amazing in every sense of the word.I quietly pulled out of his arms, hoping not to wake him. I succeeded in getting him out of bed without waking him. He must have been really tired because our night together had been quite long and exciting.He looked peaceful in his sleep with his hair messed up. He had scratches and hickeys on his chest and neck. I smiled. They were the evidence of our passion. I loved seeing him at peace without worrying about work or problems with his friends.I stood up quietly and tip-toed to the bathroom. The red marks all over my body, especially on my breasts and neck, made me smile brightly. This was something I dreamt of from the moments when I started falling in love with Dylan. I had no idea how I had managed to pull through and where I had gotten the strength to hold on to my marriage, but I was