All Chapters of Wild Billionaire Romance: Possessive Billionaires, Dangerous Desire, and Forbidden Love: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Ellie blinked slowly before sliding her hand across the table. She touched mine, holding it, then gripping it, and I closed my eyes for a moment just to steady myself.Fuck.I never realized how good it would feel to have her reach for me. I wished it was for something other than this, but I would take it.I would take it and hold on to it with both fucking hands.“I don't want Gary to ever have the power to threaten or hurt my son. But he's Sammy’s father. Plus, he’s a well-known businessman. People would notice if something happened. And, Andres, I don’t want you to get in trouble.”“Okay. Then let’s do it. Let’s get married. And you will let me deal with this for you, won’t you Ellie?”“You would really do that?” she asked, wide-eyed and so fucking beautiful she stole my breath.I nodded, and she inhaled, looking down at her hands.“Yes, I would do that. I promise I won't let him hurt either of you ever again. Do you trust me?” I asked, my heart practically hammering me to d

The ceremony was taking place in Meredith’s enormous backyard. She and Josef bought a house out on Long Island close to the others a few weeks ago.It was gorgeous, and the weather was perfect for an outdoor ceremony.Four days had passed since he’d whisked me and Sammy away to his condo, and I’d barely seen him except to sign papers, or when he joined us for meals, and to tuck Sammy in at night.Eating together should have felt strange at first, but he made it seem so normal.When I made a simple spaghetti dinner the first night at his place, I wasn’t expecting Andres to join us.But he had.He sat right down and dug in, complimenting my homemade sauce, and asking for seconds. Sammy was delighted with his company. Not shy at all.I’d been too stunned to protest when he stacked the dishes in the dishwasher and insisted on putting away the leftovers himself.My soon-to-be husband was one surprise after another.I’d been on edge, waiting for the next shoe to drop. But Andres had

“Mommy!” Sammy squealed as he raced into the room and tackled me around my knees.I was used to his exuberance and braced myself, so he didn’t knock me over. He was already so strong, and not even four yet.“You ready to do this, Bud?” I asked him, uncertainty gnawing at my insides.“Yep! Let’s get married, Mommy!”Sofia, Destiny, and Meredith left the room, and I knew they would be lined up and waiting to precede me down the aisle. I appreciated their tact, and used those few seconds to compose myself and just look at my son.He was dressed beautifully in a tiny little tux with a velvet bow tie that matched Andres’ perfectly.At my son’s feet was Rocky. They were inseparable these days. The kitten had been outfitted with a tiny version of Sammy’s bowtie and a leash.He was even behaving properly, walking by Sammy’s side, and only getting into a little bit of trouble when he sort of peed on Josef’s shoe.Andres had his tailor come over, and after a very serious discussion with

“Look this way please,” the photographer said, and I turned my attention towards the smiling woman.I couldn’t believe it happened so quickly. But the ceremony was over, and I was now Mrs. Ellie Ramirez.Holy. ShitWe’d decided on a light fare with Autumn themed cocktails and appetizers passed out by servers after the ceremony.We already cut the cake, and coffee was now being served in pretty little demitasse cups.It was a delicious confection made of dark chocolate and the most sublime buttercream on the whole planet, decked out with realistic replicas of my bouquet made out of spun sugar.I looked down at the beautiful princess cut black diamond surrounded by dozens of sparkling baguettes in a platinum setting sitting on my finger, and my eyes widened.He’d nailed it. There was something about the stone that just drew me. Maybe it was the mystery behind it. Or the fact black was not the normal color for a wedding dress or ring.But I always liked it. My fascination with Hal

My nerves went off the charts as I stood before my new husband in the naughty bit of silk and lace Meredith had given me as a wedding gift.I couldn’t wear a bra beneath my dress. It had built-in cups. But the black lace thong and garter belt, complete with silk, thigh high stockings were something else.I’d been worried they’d dig into my thick thighs or roll down halfway. But these seemed made for women like me.Bigger women with meat on their bones.I’d worried maybe this was too much. Like maybe it was foolish to assume he wanted to have sex with me on our wedding night.Even though he already told me he did want that.He wanted me.I could see it in his stormy gaze. Appreciation for my curves, lust glittering in his irises.I just couldn’t wrap my head around it.I mean why would someone as sinfully sexy as Andres Ramirez want me? Almost every time I’d seen him, I’d been frumpy.What mother of a preschool aged son wouldn’t be?Usually dressed in jeans and t-shirts, I di