All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Heiress: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Aria“What’s this?” I asked, looking at the decorated living room. The couch was pushed aside, and in the middle, thick blankets were laid out on the floor. With pillows. The lights were on, but there were scented candles all over the floor in a heart shape filled with flowers. The air felt romantic, and when I took a deep breath, I immediately melted at the fruity and flowery fragrance.“Welcome,” Wayne said, walking toward me, and I gulped at his body. I’ve seen it a thousand times, but seeing it in such a romantic setting made me nervous. He was wearing black trousers with nothing on top. Why did his muscles suddenly look so defined? Why did his torso look perfectly carved, and why was he looking at me with those eyes, walking toward me like a predator?“W-what is going on?” I stuttered as he took my hand, ushering me in.“Nothing, Aria,” he told me, leading me up the stairs.“Nothing? Am I in the wrong house?” I asked, feeling the body heat from his exposed skin.Wayne laughed, no

Aria “Fuck!” I moaned out loud as he increased his pace. My mouth was opened, my face twisted with pleasure as he sucked my clit. Nothing was more pleasurable than the sounds he made as if he was encouraging me to scream louder. My legs twitched, and the pleasure was so much that I felt a tingling sensation. I tried to move away or close my legs, but he was relentless. I jerked upwards, a small scream leaving me. “P-please,” I begged, not knowing what I was pleading for. But it was so good that I didn’t want him to stop, but at the same time, I wanted him to leave.“Wayne!” I jerked, grabbing his hair and holding on tight. My legs were shaking violently, and tears left my eyes. I was literally crying and pleading and saying words that don't make sense, but he didn’t let me go. He finally looked up, and his fingers remained as he stimulated my G-spot. His fingers were at the front wall of my pussy, and my eyes twisted as I let out a scream. He moved his fingers expertly in that same

Aria“The weather is so nice,” I mumbled, looking around with my hand intertwined with Wayne's.“You finally decided to leave the house,” he told me, and I blushed.We had been indoors for about three days, and I didn’t regret a single second of it. We were constantly curled up together on the bed, napping on the couch, binge-watching movies, cooking together, and doing the nasty in every corner of the house. It was as if we couldn’t get enough of each other. One minute we were laughing, and the next, clothes were flying everywhere.We never got bored or tired, simply enjoying each other's presence and talking about things that didn’t even matter.“I needed to spend as much time with you as possible. When we go back, we’ll both be so busy. I can’t even imagine the workload waiting for us,” I sighed.“Let’s not think about that for now. We still have a few days left,” he told me, and I nodded in agreement.We continued walking, and I took in our surroundings, breathing out a content si

Aria I looked out the window, breathing out a sigh. “How was your trip, ma’am?” Ryan asked from the passenger seat. I glanced at him before looking away again. “Best two weeks of my life,” I mumbled, exhaling softly. Our trip had come to an end, and we had to take separate flights to avoid being seen together. The whole situation made me so frustrated—realizing I couldn’t be as free with Wayne as I wanted to be. I couldn’t walk down the street with him freely, act the way I wanted, or openly show affection. It was utterly exhausting. “What’s been happening while I was away?” I asked. “Ms. Lily has been having quite a rough time. The rumors died down about a week later, but she gets harassed everywhere she goes whenever people recognize her. Your stepfather is basically broke now, and your mother is deep in debt,” he reported. I wasn’t surprised at all. “Mr. Richard and Lillian are still seeing each other, even though she has accepted the position to work for us now. And

Aria Walking back to the car, I let out a heavy sigh, rubbing my temples. “Where are we heading next?” Ryan asked from the driver's seat. “The estate,” I replied, closing my eyes. Ryan started the engine, and I exhaled softly as he navigated through traffic. Before long, we pulled up to the property, and I stared at the main house through the window with a bitter taste in my mouth. “Richard didn’t sleep at my penthouse last night,” I noted aloud. “Yes, ma’am. He spends most of his time here,” Ryan confirmed. Richard had always made a habit of staying out late, usually blaming it on work. It wasn't weird for me not to see him for days. But now, I know the real truth behind his busyness. But I know for a fact that Richard certainly loved this house and considering he didn't come from wealth, I suppose I couldn't blame him for clinging to it. I walked into the house and headed straight toward the room that used to be my favorite place on the property. Taking a deep breath