A Million-Dollar Marriage: A Story Of Heart Over Contract のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Dead.Did they just say Bernie was dead? Gianna had every muscle in her body seizing up in shock. She froze and stared, with lips coming slowly agape, how the final shudder ran through his wiry frame before he went completely still. And his death rattle seemed to echo for moments longer.A hysterical bubble of bitter laughter nearly popped into her chest when she watched them carry him out of her sight.Of fucking course this would happen. Just when she'd been on the verge of finally getting some answers, her only source of hope had given up the ghost right in front of her eyes.Gianna didn't realize she was shaking until she looked down and saw her pale hands trembling. The cold sweat beading along her hairline made her shocky. Managing to drag herself out of that building she didn’t notice the man approaching her until his voice pierced the static fuzz in her brain.“Why the hell are you here?” Her throat worked uselessly, the syllables lodging behind her teeth and refusing to bud

Pupils blown wide with desire after breaking away from their kiss, Mike murmured,“Alright, babe. Better get going before I lose all self-control.”Flashing that devilish grin he loved, Olivia pressed one last kiss to the corner of his mouth, leaving a faint smear of her ruby lipstick. “Hold on,” she stopped him after he grabbed his jacket from the coat rack, she then swiped her thumb over his lips to wipe the stain off.“There.”He threw her a roguish wink before heading for the door. “See you soon.”The endearment made her roll her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Just get outta here.”Olivia leaned against the doorframe and watched him walk down the front path. Just before he reached the driveway, Olivia called out again. “Mike?”He stopped to glance over his shoulder.“Love you, babe,” she lilted and batted her lashes with practiced innocence.Rick's full lips curved into a wolfish grin. “Love you too.” Then he turned and continued on his way, slid behind the wheel of his cherry red Mustang

A featherlight brush of his fingertips along the curve of her jaw made every atom in her body thrum like a live wire as she gazed up at him.“W—what?”The scorching intensity in his eyes made it impossible to look away or even draw breath as he dipped his head until their foreheads touched in the barest of caresses. “That night,” he clarified in that same ruinous rumble that made her heart gallop. “Every…” A whisper of lips over hers, “single…” and again, “moment. How could I ever forget?”A tremulous whimper escaped her at the sinfully intimate skim of his mouth against hers. Before she could fully comprehend what was happening, Mason sealed their lips in a scouring kiss that stole every rational thought from her mind. He tasted that bitter sweetness from the wine on her tongue Gianna moaned into the ferocious clash of heat and satin flesh as his body further pushed her against the wall. She fully succumbed, winding her arms around his neck as Mason's tongue plundered her mouth w

It was early in the morning and Gianna was in the living room sorting out the parcels she received from her recent order with one of the housekeepers; she had decided on making some readjustments to the decor of the house. Her phone was soon buzzing with a call from Mason. She shook her head in exasperation. Mason was always taking the roundabout way of summoning her with phone calls even when they were just a few steps away under the same roof. If he needed her attention so much, then why not come find her? She tucked the phone back into the pocket of her robe and continued with what she was doing. Only when she was done, did she head to his room—their room.She couldn't remember the last time she'd slept in her own bedroom. These days, her world revolved around Mason's master suite and its sinfully luxurious amenities, not to mention its occupant. “You'd better have a good reason for summoning me—“ she huffed in her best approximation of aggravation as she walked into the bedroom

It was a mildly sunny afternoon. Sonia strolled through the entrance of the lavish mall, immediately spotting Mason where he stood near the central fountain, hands shoved into his pockets. “Hey!” She waved at him. Relief washed over his features as he spotted her approach. “Sonia. Thanks for coming on such short notice.” "No problem," Sonia replied with an easy grin. Mason had reached out to Sonia for a very specific reason— he needed help picking gifts for Gianna. Sonia was more than a little surprised by Mason's request for her assistance today, but she was just as excited to be involved with something like this for Gianna’s sake. She took the lead, visualizing the long list of things Gianna would adore. “So, any idea what you wanna get your girl?” Mason shook his head, exhaling slowly while they trailed through an aisle, “I’m pretty hopeless when it comes to choosing gifts for people. But I know you know what Gianna would like.” Chuckling, Sonia guided him