Between The Sheets With Mr Billionaire Novels & Stories

I think I should run away from here! I whispered in Amelia's face that we should go from here, nothing seems alright and this might create a disaster for us. But that Billionaire decided to come again and this time he tapped on her shoulder, "look, you ladies are very generous and due to some reasons we both are without partners, so--- I think it would be great if we could dance with each other, in that way we will enjoy the night," his authoritative tone was telling me he wants to rule the world but I am not his prey! And I will not let him lead on me.

I step towards it to soothe its back as I run my hand on its fur, while looking into its eyes. It awfully becomes calm and proceeds to sleep, making this easier for me than I would have ever imagined. While every lady makes clicking sounds with their heels, I know how well to tiptoe and walk silently in heels. Say it is impossible, but again it is I. Another stupid move of this billionaire is his glass door. Extremely transparent and leaving no part within sight uncovered when you peep through. Annoyingly, I cannot fail to miss how hot he is especially as he keeps walking and working in his open kitchen shirtless, with his boxer brief leaving little to no imagination on how big he is in the

He firmly pinned her wrists down. “Mr. Billionaire, Assistant Mark said your back often hurts. Let me massage your back first, okay?” “Are you scared?” The billionaire pulled down his zipper. “No, but… I don’t feel comfortable doing it here! Can we go back to the bedroom instead?” Before Danielle could even finish speaking, she instantly felt something hard pressing against her most intimate place. The billionaire pressed himself against her from behind. Danielle could clearly hear the rapid pounding of his heartbeat. “My back doesn’t hurt anymore right now. I just want to devour you completely. Danielle, your body is incredible. Just looking at you gets me hard. Frank Tino was an idiot for

“I know, Sheila. Brad told me, and I’m really sorry I wasn’t awake to see you. But I’m fine now really, I am. Just a little sore, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.” Sheila just watched me like she didn’t fully believe what I was saying, but eventually she sighed and looped her arm through mine. “Good, because you should enjoy this, Stella. Look around we’re shopping at the expensive stores. Designer brands. You’re living the dream we always talked about. I’m so glad a rich billionaire actually came for you.” I shook my head, laughing lightly. “You make it sound like James is just a walking credit card.” Sheila grinned. “Well, I wouldn’t mind one of those myself, if you know what I mean,” she

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

She didn't know the man she slept with was the richest and youngest billionaire in New York. She had barely left the room when Logan Knight's eyes shot open and his sharp gaze pierced every corner of the suite. He noticed that the woman who had stumbled into his presidential suite the previous night had disappeared, which made him quite surprised that she hadn't waited for him and stuck to him like glue, after all, several women had tried to get into his bed but failed. Then, his eyes caught sight of the blood stain on the grey sheets. Tsk....... turns out she is a novice, no wonder she couldn't even kiss, and kept biting my lips the whole time. Logan said to himself.

Is this his way of fun? If it is real, then, she’s now face to face with the ruthless billionaire. “Mr. Cortel.”

"But it's so late, do you think we can go and come back before morning?" She asked confused. "You are with a billionaire, my love. And billionaires don't go to the theatre for movies. They have a multiplex at home." He smirked. "Hmm, arrogant much?" She mocked. "You don't look like a man who is interested in movies." "I watch my movies on a big screen." He smirked mischievously. "I didn't hear that." She doesn't want to know what he watches. Probably some fucked up tortures. She gasped excitedly when they entered the lavish room. Big screen and comfortable sofa chairs.

She retorted mercilessly, metaphorically dragging their faces through the mud. Her display of borrowed authority was in full force. "Hmph, what’s going on with you two? Fiona just got back, and you’ve already upset her," Madam Robinson scolded again. At that moment, a servant walked over and said, "Madam, there are three million, one hundred and thirty thousand dollars on this card.” Madam Robinson took the card and then looked at Fiona. “Dear, I know you don't have much money, but you can't accept their money."

I blushed as I thought about it, but frowned almost immediately as I remembered that she was gone by morning. I had woken up by 7:15 this morning, a very rare occurrence. I stretched hoping to touch someone beside me. But the bed was empty. I jerked up, wide awake, scanning the room in search of her, but she was gone, leaving only a note that proved I didn't sleep with a ghost. I looked around again, that's when I noticed the sheets, there was blood on the sheets!! "Damn it!!! Who in the world is still a virgin!!!" I almost screamed.