บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Heiress Baby: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

“You touch me when I tell you to,” came his voice, low and gravelly and ever so sexy. I opened my eyes, my head lulling to the side as I tried to watch him. His icy blues peeked through thick, dark lashes, piercing into mine. A fire consumed my insides, and I wanted nothing more than towhine and plead with him to ruin my life. I wanted to give up everything for those domineering eyes.Tucker hooked a finger around the crotch of my panties and pulled them aside to blow on my warmth. A shiver shot up my spine, electrifying me from my core to my fingertips. I kept my hands by my sides, not daring in the slightest to betray his orders.“So pretty,” Tucker whispered, and I mewled in response. My hips writhed in place, begging for a touch, friction, anything. “All for me.”There was that smirk, the smirk that haunted my dreams and made every man pale in comparison. After Tucker, every attempt at flirting from a man felt like nothing but grease and grime. He pulled me in and tethered my gut

There were benefits to having been paid to observe him for a couple of months.Tucker reached out across the table, taking my hand in his. “Must I remind you who you belong to?” His hand engulfed mine completely, and he squeezed, gentle yet firm. Butterflies danced in my stomach. To everyone around us, this would look like a small romantic gesture. But I relished in the knowledge that only Tucker and I could tell the heat of this exchange.It was worth noting that Tucker’s grip on my hand was firm enough to establish his dominance over me, but he remained gentle enough to let me slip out if I so wished. I would forever cherish that about him. Tucker always gave me a way out. Even while asserting himself over me in bed, I never felt trapped. This only served to make me lean more into his every touch and wish to fulfill his every whim. It was a grace that no man had shown me before him, and while the professional part of me wanted to say that this was the standard, I was still floored b

Even if Emma wasn’t there, I wanted to show her the photos and tell her what had gone down. I wanted nothing more than to share everything with her.The cameras rained another hail of flashes down on us. A twinkle caught my eye as the collaborator let go of my hand, and we switched into a different pose. Stealing a sideway glance to the source of that twinkle, I spotted the small, silver shooting star pendant wrapped around a neck that I loved infinitely. My heart soared.Emma. She came.She was glorious, even in a cap and mask. I could spot those green eyes anywhere. She was in a silk blouse and pencil skirt, standing just behind the reporters, and I bit back a laugh at that. No amount of trying to blend in would make her escape my eyes. Anything Emma wore made her shine the brightest in the room, no doubt about it. As our eyes met, it felt like our secret little greeting. I made sure to dart my gaze around the crowd to not draw any attention to my gaze stalling on one specific perso

EMMA’s POVI must have stared at that cursed e-mail chain for hours now. The four walls of my office could not contain the dread that washed over me. My eyes went over that last line over and over again.“We will be launching an investigation into your relationship with Mr. Tucker Harris. Your duties are on hold until the board makes a decision, effective immediately.”I only tore my eyes off the screen of my computer to look up at the clock on the wall across the room. Tucker was meant to arrive in minutes.What was I supposed to tell him? ”Oh, sorry, love. My license just got put on hold, so I can’t really have our scheduled session today.”Tucker still walked into my office for his scheduled appointment, and I didn’t have the heart to turn him away. He looked too happy to see me, too genuinely excited for me to tell him that I couldn’t help him. I let him settle down in my chair. I figured that, at most, I could simply not let him pay for this session.“Hello, Tucker,” I tried to p

TUCKER’s POVThe park was quiet at this time of night. I had been out all day after leaving Emma’s office. I was hopeless. My chest was hollow, and the world was dull. I ended up in the same lounge I had met Emma in, trying to scrub the memories of her clean from this place. She had been dazzling that night, the prettiest woman in the room, sitting at the bar like she was completely unaware of her beauty. I did not know what stroke of luck placed her in my path that night, but perhaps theworld was wrong to seat us together at the bar. Perhaps it was all a mistake. I was wasted. The intent had been to drink my feelings away. I had hoped to achieve some sort of numbness to make this broken heart less painful, but I just ended up with bigger emotions than my body could handle. By the time I realized how far gone I was, I was swaying side to side in my seat, trying to somehow soothe myself. It didn’t work. Nothing worked.I called a cab home and texted Carter to meet me at our spot, an o