All Chapters of Saved by the Billionaire Stranger: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Kelvin Brown lifted Clarita Howells easily and carried her toward the bed.“How long have you wanted this?” he whispered.“I never even dreamed of it,” she breathed. “It’s been twelve years, just work.. just my children.”“I never thought of it either,” he said softly. “But it’s happening to us now.”“And I can’t wait to experience it to the fullest,” Clarita replied with a smile.Then Kelvin laid her down gently, spread her legs. She didn’t hesitate, her pussy was already wet, open for him. Kelvin lowered his head and tasted her. One slow lick. She jerked. Another. She moaned.He sucked her until she came.Then he did it again.“You’re driving me crazy,” she cried out, pushing his head away when the pleasure became too much.Kelvin moved over her, and slid his huge dick into her. Slow. Careful. She was tight but soaked, pulling him in deeper. He filled her completely.Then he began to fuck her - hard, fast, hungry.The room filled with noise: skin slapping, her cries, his groans.“Th

The doctor came out with a heavy look on his face.“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “We lost him.”“He died?” Clarita asked the doctor.“No! It’s not possible!” She grabbed the doctor’s hand, screaming as if she needed him to say it was a joke. “How? Why? Did I just kill someone?”Her breath stalled. She stumbled backward, and Jack quickly held her.Clarita cried as if her soul has been ripped open.She cried with guilt. With horror. With a fear she had never known.“It’s my fault.. I hit him.. I killed him..” Pamela cried harder.“Mom, please.. please stop..”But the doctor continued.“We will prepare his remains for the morgue. You may..”Clarita fell to her knees. Right there on the hospital floor.Her children bent with her, hugging her.Jack whispered, “Mom, please, let’s stand up.. people are watching—”The billionaire.The iron woman of Boston.“I don’t care!” she cried. “I don’t care! I killed him!”Everyone watched a powerful woman break into pieces.They lifted her into a chair.

At the hospital, Kelvin opened his eyes. He tried to move, but his body felt unbearably heavy, wracked with a pain that seemed endless.Memory returned in pieces. The courtroom. Patra’s red dress. The police. The road.Then he turned his head, a woman sat in the chair beside his bed. She was elegant. Her eyes were the color of dark honey, and they filled with an immediate relief that startled him.“You’re awake,” she breathed, leaning forward. “Thank God. Don’t try to speak. The tube is out, but your throat will be raw.”Kelvin’s lips were cracked. He managed a whisper. “Who…?”“My name is Clarita. Clarita Howells.” she was still slightly trembled. “I’m the one who.. who hit you with my car.”Then he remembered the impact, and the horn. She was the driver. He expected anger, rage to flood him, but all he found was a dull curiosity. Why was she here, why did she look at him with such personal concern? How long had he been unconscious? Where were Patra and Benita? Had they finally forg

Dolph lay in the hospital bed. A thick bandage was wrapped around his neck. He was not awake.In another room in the same hospital, Patra sat on a bed. Her face was swollen. A female police officer stood by the door. A detective and a lawyer sat next to her bed.Benita stood at the foot of the bed. Her face was tight with anger.“You stupid girl,” Benita whispered. “Look what you have done.”Patra didn’t want to look at her face. She felt disappointed in herself, and in her mother.“I’m not stupid. Don’t call me stupid. All of this is your fault,” she shouted.“All of it.”“My fault?” Benita snapped. “I was trying to secure your future!”“What future?” Patra turned her head slowly. It hurt to move because her throat was bruised. “This future? With police, detectives, and lawyers asking me questions? I told you Dolph was a beast, but you forced me to stay. He almost strangled me to death. You took his money. You knew he was a monster, but you still sold me to him!”Benita waved a hand.

It was their first night together.The night Clarita came four times. She had never felt pleasure this deep before.Never.Not even with her husband, Turk Howells, who had abandoned her twelve years ago with the children. He had claimed she was not romantic and not good in bed.She searched for him for years but never found him. Turk was still somewhere in town, too ashamed to return. Clarita was a billionaire now, far beyond the woman he once left behind.“You’re good, Kelvin,” she said.“You filled the empty part of me. I feel renewed.”She smiled, glowing with satisfaction. “I thank fate for bringing us together.”Kelvin only smiled, pleased by her words.“I would give myself to you again if you ask,” he said. “Again and again.”“You saved my life,” he continued. “You fed me. You gave me a home. You showed me a world I never knew. I owe you so much, Clarita.”They curled into each other and kissed again.“I enjoyed you, Kelvin,” she whispered.“I wouldn’t mind another round later..