Semua Bab The Billionaire's First Glance: Bab 321 - Bab 330

Dante’s POVI didn’t want to fucking do it. I didn’t want to lie to the public, myself, and most importantly, Kimmy.I fucking hate Finley Braven. She is the most annoying, self-absorbed diva I’ve ever met in my life. Filming with her for eight months was literally the most painful time of my life. Her incessant whining and complaining haunt my nightmares.When we had our meeting with promotions last night, the director and the studio head honchos thought that portraying the couple would make the movie skyrocket. Finley was the one who had the brilliant idea for us to get engaged.“Absolutely, not,” I declared. “I have a girlfriend, the love of my life.”“Dante, don’t be unreasonable,” Mr. Duncan had said. “Just tell her what is happening. We won’t announce it until you have a chance to explain it to her.”I sighed, “How long do we have to keep up this ridiculous façade?” I asked.“Six months, tops,” he said.“Ok, but no press releases until I say so,” I stated.“You’ll have to move i

Kimmy’s POV“He’s not, he’s wearing a towel,” I smirked.Dante stood up. “Kimmy, did he… touch you?”“Why is it any concern of yours?” I asked.“Kimmy, tell me. Did he touch you?” Dante demanded.“No, he didn’t,” I explained. “He stayed to look after me because I got hammered last night. Are you happy?”“Extremely,” he said, crouching down in front of me. “Kimmy, I wish I can take back saying yes to the studio, but I can’t. I just don’t want it to ruin us. I don’t want to lose you.”“Dante, you already have,” I pointed out.“What?” Dante questioned, a scared look in his eyes.“Even if I stay with you, I can’t see you, or I’ll be the other woman. Finley has a huge following. Her fans are ruthless. Remember when she broke up with Troy Livingstone? Her fans basically threatened and tormented his new girlfriend online. They would ruin me. I can’t live like that. I think we should just be friends.”Dante stood up and sat next to me. “I ruined it, didn’t I?” he said, leaning on my shoulder.

Kimmy’s POV“Are you sure?” Dante asked.“I definitely am,” I said, nodding. “However…”“However, what?” Dante sighed.“I don’t want to tell anyone yet,” I stated. “This trip is about Nathan and Amelie. I don’t want to take away from that. In fact, I think we shouldn’t say anything until after Christmas.”“Done,” Dante responded as he started nibbling on my neck.“Why are you so agreeable today?” I laughed.“Because I get the girl of my dreams by being agreeable,” he smirked.“Ah, point taken,” I giggled. “Oh, my, Dante.” I hummed as his mouth teased my collarbone.“You like that, legs?” Dante asked.“Yes,” I breathed.Dante’s fingers expertly undid the zipper on the back of my dress, pulled the spaghetti straps down, and slid my dress down to pool on the floor.“Fuck, Kimmy,” Dante groaned. “No bra or panties?”“I was hoping to seduce you tonight,” I admitted. “I longed to feel your touch.”“Well, I shouldn’t disappoint then, should I?” Dante murmured against my skin.“Dante,” I sigh

Paul’s POVI arrived at the hotel at 7:45 am and checked in. One of the concierges showed me to my suite. Seems Nathan had booked everyone on the club level. The concierge then informed me that breakfast was being served in the club lounge. So, I dropped my bags in my room, changed into a golf shirt and shorts, then headed for something to eat. I was starving. I chuckled to myself. Guess I worked up an appetite.I walked through the door, and Dante spotted me right away.“Paul!” he yelled. “Over here!”I nodded in his direction and started walking over.“Hey, everyone,” I greeted.“Hey, Pauly,” Morgan replied. “I thought you were supposed to be here 30 minutes ago.”“I ended up getting delayed at the airport,” I smirked.“And by that, he means he got laid,” Dante joked.I shrugged my shoulders.“You did not!” Kimmy shouted.I just smiled broadly.“Are you taking over Nathan’s man whore title?” Dutton chuckled.“Well, someone has to make the sacrifice for the team,” I laughed. “I’m goi

Paul’s POVFuck, Madison looks hot in her bikini. She has curves in all the right places. Damn, that booty is going on. I have a feeling, though, she’s self-conscious about her weight. When we were talking at the bar, she kept hiding her body with her arms. I fucking hate what the media has done to girls’ self-images. That’s why I refuse to do marketing campaigns at my firm that harm self-image. I’ve been very strict on this rule, and I think it has helped. We garnered a lot of high-end clientele because of our stance on this. It’s hard to change people out of the sex sells headspace, but slowly, we are shifting views on this.Jake pulled us all together and discussed the rules for the reef. Each pair of snorkelers donned their equipment and headed down the ladder to the water. We were the last pair left on the catamaran. I could feel Madison’s apprehension. I can’t really understand people’s fear of water. I feel like I was born to be in it. I started swimming in mommy and baby less