บททั้งหมดของ Forced to Marry a Gay Billionaire Boss: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Laying herself down on the lounge chair that had been provided for her, the corners of her lips lifted as she watched Claire and Edgar swimming at the beach. The weather was pretty hot right now, so swimming in the sea was one of their must-dos.“Hey, aren't you joining them to swim, Sie?” Hearing Rose's voice, she pulled off her sunglasses and glanced at her who were already next to her. Rose was carrying two fresh young coconut ice with her and gave them to her.“No, I'm lazy and thanks for the drinks,” she replied as she took the drinks into her hands.“You're welcome.”Both of them are now enjoying the cooling beach breeze this afternoon, Rose asked Edgar to have their photo shoot tomorrow morning instead. Because all four of them would be having fun today first.“I'm going swimming there, wanna come?” Rose asked, unbuttoning her shirt to reveal the bikini top she had been wearing, while Sierra chose to shake her head and close her eyes.“No, thank you. You go.” She waved her hand

Not sure when and who started it, but now their lips are locked together... kissing, crushing, and giving each other a lot of warmth with every breath they breathe out. Without caring about the stares of the people around them, both Ace and Sierra kept locking their lips and twisting their tongues together. It seemed that the temptation given by her worked to get him to grant her favor.Even now, both her legs were perfectly wrapped around his waist while her hands squeezed his hair as he deepened the kiss. Both of his hands were already perched on her ass and squeezing it senselessly. Looks like he had forgotten one thing by now.They were getting so caught up in the kiss that they forgot about their surroundings. Rosalie and Claire could only smack their foreheads as they watched the actions of the two people. Edgar, on the other hand, looked excited in capturing their position which seemed so intense.“I already kissed you until you were out of breath, didn't I? Now what do you wan

“How?”Rosalie shrugged, wearing her round, clear glasses. She lifted her phone and showed it to Sierra so she could see it.“We have to go back tomorrow. The boss asked Edgar to come back because the photographer working with Isabella is on wedding leave.”Sierra nodded, looking indifferent and nonchalant— though she secretly wanted to fly back to New York. Lucky for her, Ace had told them to return as soon as possible. Even though she and Claire still had one more photoshoot to do, she might have to work overtime until nightfall to finish her duties— because she was not the type to delay work, let alone abandon it.“Alright, tonight Claire and I will work overtime. Get ready, Ed! The next few hours, your eyes will feast on our gorgeous bodies.”“What?” Claire stared in shock, her shoulders slumping at her words. All her plans for tonight vanished instantly— one corner of her eye shot a sharp glance at the man across from her.“That’s our job, Claire. Come on, Edgar, get ready and tu

Sierra is now in the car with Ace. Her body twitches wildly, still half-conscious— but she seems completely unaware of who is driving her away.The evening gown she was wearing earlier is now hiked up— her posture is slumped and uncontrolled. Pressing her body against him, she raises both hands and wraps them around his open arms.Her dazed eyes stare unblinkingly at the person in the driver’s seat. “You’re just like him. Gosh, I wonder how many drinks I had tonight? Why do I see that jerk’s face everywhere?”She clicked her tongue loudly, shifted slightly, and went back to her earlier position. Her fatigued and weak-looking body leaned back comfortably, as she gently squeezed her eyes shut— trying her best to hold back the waves of nausea that were starting to churn in her stomach. It felt extremely bad, but she seemed reluctant to let it out.For the sake of the Statue of Liberty standing tall in New York, Sierra did not want the person driving her to stop in the middle of the road b

The atmosphere in the room was tense. Sierra kept staring intently at Ace, who was wearing a black suit and currently pressed an ice pack to his forehead, which was bruised from her pretty punch.Crossing her arms, she sneered as she watched Ace paying so much concern to Lance. Damn, she wanted to punch his face so badly— that bastard was so freaking hot.“You’ve gone too far, Sierra!” Ace snapped, his tone sharp and piercing, nearly losing his cool. “Lance could report you to the police for assault— you beat him so badly that his face is bruised!” His eyes glared at her with cold, ruthless hostility.“Do you think only your secret lover can report me to the police? Oh, of course not, darling, I can also report both of you for tricking me. You’ve tricked me with this shitty marriage.” Her lips curled up, revealing a mocking smile as her eyes glanced at Lance, who was staring at her blankly. “Or I could tell your family—”“Don’t you dare, Miss Carlson!” Lance hissed coldly, cutting Sie