Semua Bab Bride of the Billionaire Beast: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Alexia was breathing hard, her chest rising and falling against the chiseled body of Scott Hamilton. She could feel the heat of his skin pressing into hers, taste his breath as he kissed her with fierce passion. She couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips, the rush of pleasure rippling through her body. She was completely lost in the moment, drowning in feelings she didn't want—not anymore. Scott gripped the back of her neck, deepening the kiss, claiming her mouth with his tongue. He couldn't keep his hands off her, trailing a path of hot, demanding kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. This woman drove him insane and he couldn't deny it. He couldn't control his thoughts, couldn't control his reactions—and he sure as hell couldn't control that sharp tongue that never stopped pushing him. And the fact that she was brilliant and knew it? That only made it worse. Scott's desire for Alexia was intense. Consuming. All he wanted was to bury himself inside her and claim h

Scott shook his head furiously. Marriage had never been part of his plans—not even remotely. His parents hadn't exactly been affectionate people, and he'd witnessed enough domestic hell to know it was not for him."That's a desperate move," he hissed, jamming his hands into his pockets."You said you wanted to save your company, right?" Daniel shot back. "Well, this is the way. Get married, get a permanent visa, stay here, save your business, move on with your life.""The alternative's just as simple," Gerard added. "Don't get married, get deported, lose everything, and spend the next ten years working your ass off just to maybe rebuild a third of what you had here. The way I see it, you'd have to be a damn fool not to say 'I do.'"Scott groaned and rubbed his temples."Let me think about it." "Fine. But don't take too long—we're running out of time," Daniel warned as he grabbed his bag and walked out. "I'm giving you two days," Gerard said. "If you don't let us help you by th

Scott felt like he couldn't breathe just thinking about his grandfather and Daniel's suggestion. "This witch? Are you insane?!" he barked, still doubled over in pain while Alexia stood nearby, arms crossed and scowling. "Why not?" Gerard asked innocently. "Daniel, help me out here, will you?" he added, trying to help his grandson to his feet. "Alexia, dear, just wait here for a moment, please." The three men stepped out, and Alexia glanced around the office. Her eyes landed on Daniel's notebook. She quickly flipped it open. There was a list of names, flaws, and rejections. On the desk were neat piles of resumes, and a whiteboard carried another list: "No dogs or kids… Must have attitude, not argue, not be an idiot, must hate him… A cold-hearted bitch…" "Well," she smirked, "I can be that."Then it hit her.They weren't just looking for a girlfriend for Scott Hamilton…They were looking for a wife. "Damn it." This could ruin everything. Her plans. Her leverage with th

Alexia read that contract a hundred times. The conditions were clear. Even if they hadn't been, she would've signed anyway. She needed Scott if she was going to destroy Albert and Claudia and take back everything that was hers. She signed it with a tight chest. It was the second time in her life she signed a marriage license—but the first time she knew exactly what she was getting into. She handed the document to Daniel and then she and Scott exchanged matching glares. "All right, just to make sure we're crystal clear on a few things," Daniel said, serious. "You cannot have children." He looked at both of them, and Alexia answered with a smirk. "Relax, Mr. Craig. I don't reproduce in captivity." Scott growled under his breath, and Daniel continued, "You must convince Immigration that you're a happy, in-love couple. Alexia, just to be clear—if Scott gets deported, this whole thing goes up in smoke." "I understand," she said quietly. "And no falling in love." Scott and

Scott laid her down on the massive bed and wiped her face with a damp cloth, trying to cool her off. The good part was that he knew she wasn't drunk. The bad part was that her intense reaction had clearly been triggered by the thought of sleeping with him. His ego had soared when he heard her moaning his name in her sleep, but it wasn't enough. Maybe Alexia Hartley's body wanted him, but her conscious mind clearly found the idea of being with him disgusting. That was a serious blow to the CEO's pride. He let her rest. She looked soft and a little vulnerable when she slept, and after that, Scott could barely get any sleep himself. He got up early, showered, and went for a walk around the hotel. But the light drizzle soon turned into heavy rain that was too much to stay outside. "I thought we'd get good weather," he said to one of the hotel staff who approached him with an umbrella. "So did I, sir, but they just announced a hurricane is on the way," the employee replied with a sm