All Chapters of RELUCTANT BRIDE FOR THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Your Dick Is Saying Otherwise

I straightened, trying to maintain my composure. “Medlin, this is not the right environment,” I replied briskly. “You’re about to be married to Rodolfo, and here, at a club meeting, such matters are best left unspoken.” Her eyes were devilishly lusting, undeterred. “Married or not, you always had a way of drawing me in. I insist we talk, moreover, your dick is saying otherwise.” Before I could protest further, the noise of the club’s lively chatter filtered through the corridor. Reluctantly, I stepped aside, gesturing for her to follow me into one of the private rooms. We entered a well furnished office looking room off the corridor, the room was quiet with the blinds covering the large windows. I closed the door, leaning against it as I tried to regain a semblance of control. “Medlin, listen,” I began, my voice was even but firm. “This isn’t the time or place. We have obligations—especially with the tournament coming up and everything else to be sorted for Monterrey.” She

Last Updated : 2025-03-31

A Dinner To Prepare

AUTHORS POVIt was on days like this that she missed Sergio. It was as if the long travelling hours had dried up the blood flowing through different parts of her body.Sergio would have given her a therapeutic body massage to ease the tension coursing through her, but then the thought of him as she sat alone in the bedroom—angered her. He had no place in her thoughts.She would rather think of her job instead, she thought to herself, surrounded by stacks of unattended work files.She missed the life she had before Pedro, before the wedding and more so, before the so‐called cursed honeymoon on the Virgin Atlantic Island. The soft rustle of papers as she schemed through them, and the steady ticking clock filled the quiet atmosphere as she worked through the backlog, trying in vain to regain some sense of normality, but it did not work one bit, there was just so much work to do.Her mind, however, was not on the files. She searched her mind for what could be missing as she remained re

Last Updated : 2025-04-02

Secrets In Warm Shadows

AUTHOR’S POV Dame Rossa had gone downstairs by the time Regina came out of Don Pedro’s room. She was making her way to the staircase when she spotted Franco in the hallway. Without wasting a second, she caught up to him and grabbed his arm. “Franco, we need to talk—now,” she said hurriedly Franco tried to pull away, glancing nervously over his shoulder. “Regina, please, not here. Someone might see us,” he protested, his voice several notes lower and urgent. Before he could finish his sentence, Regina yanked him into a small, empty room off the main corridor, it was the store room. The door closed behind them with a soft lock. T The air in the room was cool and still, although it smelt like old newspapers and decaying books, nobody had been in there for days if not weeks. “Why do you always make me chase you like this?” Regina demanded, her voice mid-high as frustration and something that bordered on desperation trailed it. “How do you mean?” “My call’s you fool, you

Last Updated : 2025-04-02

Not A Decorated Sex Doll

AUTHORS POV Tessa was making her way down the quiet hall way when she nearly collided with Franco. Whatever she was thinking was rudely interrupted as she became aware of her consciousness, and she barely managed to steady herself as she met his eyes. “Franco,” she said, her voice edged with irritation yet curious to know where he was heading to, “where are you hurrying off to?” Franco paused, looking around as if expecting prying eyes. “I’ve got a few errands to run for Don Pedro,” he replied. His eyes held a tinge of emergency, and for a moment Tessa wondered what could be so pressing that he’d nearly bump and crashed into her. “Errands?” Tessa asked, narrowing her eyes. “Then could you at least point me to the kitchen? I need to sort out something” Franco frowned slightly, a hint of surprise passing over his initial features. “The kitchen?” he repeated. “What exactly do you need there?” Tessa hesitated before speaking. “Dame Rossa has asked me to cook dinner,” she said in a

Last Updated : 2025-04-02

Tessa, Serve The Food

Dinner was ready! The Long tables were dressed in immaculate white cloth, adorned with fine china and silver wares, freshly plucked fruits in between. At the head of the table sat Dame Rossa, and to her right, Regina was seated, their expressions stern, unassuming and watchful as they awaited Don Pedro’s arrival. At that moment, the doors swung open. Don Pedro strode into the room looking tired and weary. He had being busy and about. He glanced around, his eyes narrowing slightly at the dinner table . “Is there a feast going on?” he asked in a measured tone, his voice carrying both amusement and expectation. “I ask because Regina never eats at the dinning table but in her room, it has to be a feast” he added wryly. Dame Rossa, seated at the far end, fixed him with a cool stare. “Don Pedro, do take a seat and join us for dinner,” she commanded. “I want us all to sit together this evening.” Pedro paused at the entrance. He cleared his throat and replied, “I’m not hungry actually

Last Updated : 2025-04-03

For What It’s Worth

“Tessa, kindly Leave the serving to the chef. You are too clumsy for such delicate work,” Dame Rossa said, her voice icy and as a matter of factual. Tessa stopped, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I’m trying,” she protested softly. “Enough please, I dont want to loose my appetite,” Dame Rossa snapped. She cleared her throat and then addressed the entire table, her voice rising in a commanding tempo. “The purpose of this dinner is to have a heart-to-heart while we enjoy a proper meal as it appears that all we do is eat. With all of this generational wealth, all we do is eat—but not once have any of you children of my late brother and his wife in blessed memory, thought about preparing for the future. How will you produce the next generation if you never care to bear children?” A unassuming silence swept across the table. Dame Rossa’s gaze landed on Regina. “Regina, tell me, has your womb turned to rocks? Are you unable to have children, or are you simply unlucky at finding

Last Updated : 2025-04-03

The Most Painful Part

AUTHOR’S POV If anybody told Tessa that her life would turn around, that it would go from her being ordinary to being the reluctant wife of an elite billionaire, she would not have believed it. She would not have believed that she would be doing marriage with a man she barely knew anything about, that Sergio could be gay, and worst part, a coward for giving up on their love so easily. It had been 3hrs into the night from the disastrous dinner and she was restless, pacing around, sulking and trying to fall asleep to at least rest and clear her head. But it was impossible to sleep. Tessa had been awake for the 3 hours, the thin blanket barely enough to keep the chill at bay or the fever brewing inside her. She could hear muffled sounds, probably from busy maids and active bodyguards—their distant conversations, and she envied them, she envied that they shared a familiarity that afforded them room to converse, chit chat and socialise why she had to sulk in her room. It was r

Last Updated : 2025-04-04

Marital Obligations

AUTHORS POV It was past 11pm, and the lorenzo mansion had settled into silence except for the patrol guards and security dogs hovering around under the floodlight poles. The only sounds in Don Pedro’s bedroom were the faint rustling of bed sheets and the soft creak of the bed as Tessa moved around it, touching it. The scent of his cologne lingered in the air, it was his room after all, what was it suppose to smell like? Fresh night breeze drifted in from the open balcony doors, except for the curtains that separated the balcony from the room.. Franco and his men had just finished moving her belongings into the room, and now that she was alone, so she thought, she looked around to see how she can make out her own space, somewhere to set up her own mirror and wondered at the possibility of sharing a room with her environmental hazard of a husband. She stood still in the centre of the room, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, her eyes darting between the enormous bed and

Last Updated : 2025-04-04

Love in Secrecy

AUTHORS POVIt was as though the living things inside the Lorenzo Mansion had died. Everywhere was dead silent. The mansion was quiet as midnight settled over the Lorenzo estate; the dogs had stopped barking, the corridors bathed in the soft glow of moonlight streaming in through windows. Franco moved with deliberate stealth toward Regina’s door, almost like he was ghost walking, fast. He must not be seen, so he looked around every second as he walked.His knock was light but insistent; he prayed the echoes were not loud enough to wake anybody up.First knock. No answer.Second.The third.Moments later, the door creaked open, and Regina’s eyes flashed open in alarm. “Franco, why are you here, knocking without calling first?” She demanded; a tremor of surprise and a little bit of irritation tailed her voice.Before he could respond, Regina’s fierce gaze softened as she pulled him inside and shut the door.Franco raised his hands in apology, settling them on her shoulders. “I’m sorry

Last Updated : 2025-04-06

Next time, I want to be on top

AUTHORS POVFranco grinned, his eyes roaming over her body. "I had to make sure everything was perfect for my grand entry," he said, stepping closer and pulling her face into a soft kiss, and then he lowered down to his dick, motioning her to suck him as he pressed his dick on her lips. He had planned this night for days, and he wasn't going to rush it. He wanted to savour every moment, every touch, every taste of her.“I want to do wicked things to you to night” He said as he drew in deep breaths, enjoying the warmth and sweet sensations that seemed to envelop him.Regina raised an eyebrow, her smile widening as she sucked on his hard dick. "And what exactly did you have in mind, baby?" she asked, her voice dripping with perpetual lust.Franco's grin turned wicked. "I want to fuck you so hard, Regina," he said, his voice low and husky. "I want to eat and fuck your vagina until you scream my name. But becareful with the screams though, you definitely don’t want to bring down the roof"

Last Updated : 2025-04-06

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