Lahat ng Kabanata ng Black Ties and White Lies: A Billionaire Fake Engagement: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

BECKMARGO’S HEAD falls to my shoulder as we ride the elevator up to the penthouse. We lean against the back wall, the both of us tired from the past twenty-four hours. “I’m so happy to be home,” she speaks up, breaking the silence.I have to swallow the growing lump of emotion in my throat. “Me too,” I get out, not elaborating that I felt more at home in bed with her at that inn than I’ve felt here at my own place alone. Truth be told, I’m happy to get back to our own space, to the mundaneness we’ve created in the past month. Nothing has really felt like home until her, but I’m excited at the thought of this penthouse slowly becoming one because of her.Her stomach growls loudly, making her giggle as she covers it with her hand, a bashful look on her face. “Clearly I’m starving.” She laughs again, shrugging.The elevator chimes, the doors to the penthouse opening wide. The usual smell of the cleaning solution the cleaning service typically uses hits my nostrils. As I roll our suitcas

MARGOTO: MARGOMORETTI@SINTECHCYBERSECURITY.COMFROM: BECKHAMSINCLAIR@SINTECHCYBERSECURITY.COMViolet,I’d be upset by how sweet my coffee tastes this morning but I don’t know if it’s from you adding a bit of the west coast to it or if it’s because the taste of your sweet pussy still coats my tongue from this morning. Either way, I don’t hate it.Sincerely,The man who is dying to bend you over his desk and take you again after watching you walk around in that skirt all damn dayI STARE at my computer screen, reading his message three more times while pressing my thighs together to try and stifle the wave of arousal from reading his email. My fingers tap the keys of my keyboard as I think of a good response. I look out the open door of my office. From my spot, I can see Beck sitting at the head of the conference table, somehow managing to fire off a filthy email while the board members sitting around the table seem to be locked in a heated conversation. And not the same kind of heated

MARGO“MAYBE THIS ISN’T the best idea,” I say in a rush, my words coming out jumbled.Beck stops in the middle of the sidewalk. His hand tightens around mine as he pulls me through the crowd of people walking, stopping us in a secure nook between two shops. His eyebrows knit together in a frown. “Why are you saying this?”I take a deep breath, wondering if the outfit I’d picked out was a good idea. I’d opted for a jumper I’d got from the shopping spree I’d had with Beck. It’s a plaid pattern with black and emerald green details. Underneath, I wear a sheer black bodysuit with a high neckline, and I’ve paired it with a long camel colored trench coat to stay warm in the brisk night air. To cover my legs, I chose a pair of sheer black stockings and a pair of kitten heels. I adore everything about the outfit, so had Emma and Winnie when I’d spoken to them on FaceTime and asked if it was worthy for meeting the parents. It’s just now that I’m moments away from coming face to face with my ex’

MARGO“IT WAS good to see you again.” My words come out so quick they sound all jumbled as I stand up from my seat. I give them both an apologetic smile. I was really looking forward to catching up with them, but I’m seconds away from losing Beck’s retreating form in the crowd of diners.“We’ll speak with you later, darling,” Beck’s mom says, giving me a soft smile. I don’t even bother to look at Carter. It’s beyond me how I gave years of my life to that man. He fails in comparison now that I’ve gotten to know Beck. It’s wild to me that I’d spent weeks crying over someone who clearly didn’t deserve me. Hell, I don’t know if any woman deserves him. He’s as pathetic as they come.I give them one last wave before I rush toward the exit. Beck disappeared in the few seconds it took me to say goodbye to his parents. When I fly out the front doors of the building, I’m disappointed when I don’t see Beck anywhere. My heart thumps in my chest as I look in every direction, trying to find where h

MARGO“HAVE I told you how stunning you look tonight?” Beck leans in close, planting a kiss right below my ear.“Many times.” His lips travel over the hollow of my throat, making me arch into him in pleasure.“Good. You deserve to know how I’ll be thinking of how sexy you are all fucking night.” His hand snakes up my thigh, pulling at the silk fabric of my dress. At first when he’d told me we’d be taking a private limo without my friends, I was upset. I’d wanted to spend as much time with them as possible. I didn’t put up a fight for long, however. All it took was Beck telling me he had to share me for most of the night, he just wanted a private moment between us before we spent the rest of the night with people. I understood his feelings. I wasn’t used to having to share him with so many people. It’s as if sometimes I’ve forgotten how busy his social life really is, how many people crave his attention.Emma and Winnie seemed just fine riding with Ezra to the event, so I’d agreed. Som