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She smirked victoriously at the effect her body movement was having on him, she was ready to take him in tonight. She mounted the bed and crawled towards her prey in tune with the music's momentum. His eyes feasted on her exposed breast, he gulped loudly and parted his lips. "What are you doing?" He muttered in a voice filled with a passionate longing to explore. He was getting impatient and wanted her all over him. She moved closer to him and sat across his thighs, her knees resting on either side of his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and guided her lips down to his waiting lips.

Margaret took me to a high-end boutique in the heart of London, and the staff literally fell over themselves as I walked in. "MRS. SEBASTIAN," one of them shouted. "We're delighted to have you with us." I barely restrained myself from jumping. How did she know I was Adrian's wife? I wasn't used to people behaving as if I was somebody important. It didn't sit right. As if they were seeing me through another person's eyes. Margaret spoke in a hushed tone to the store manager, and soon I was being escorted to a dressing room. Designer dresses, stilettos, and handbags were shown to me in waves, each more extravagant than the previous one.

"I sure did miss you." Stepping closer to her, I open the top few buttons of her shirt. The silk fabric beneath it reveals a black bra with intricately embroidered red and pink poppies on the cups. It's the one I picked out for her alongside her work clothes the first night I had invited her back to my house. I can't believe she's wearing it today. A steady rush of blood flows to my manhood, making me feel hot and flush with my own arousal. I can't hold back anymore.

This is just the beginning, loving the billionaire series continues with: Book 2: A Game With The Billionaire (Emma and Jeremy) Book 3: Taming the Billionaire (Nicole and Xavier) and possibly two more for Ethan and Nicholas. Until then, stay smart like Arya and Wanda, sweet and kind like Clara, and maybe, just maybe a little cray cray like Anna and Alisha (minus the murders, obviously!) See you in the next one!

The grandeur of the mansion was almost overwhelming. "Now, this is the library," Nate announced as he pushed open a set of double doors. Marianne's eyes widened as she entered a room lined with towering bookshelves, each filled with leather-bound volumes. A fireplace crackled at one end of the room, casting a warm glow on the rich mahogany furniture. It was a bibliophile's paradise. "Feel free to explore any of the books. The Andersons are quite fond of literature," Nate suggested. Marianne nodded, her fingers grazing the spines of some ancient-looking books. Meanwhile, a tall gorgeous woman was standing right in front of her.

she answered in a soft but steady voice. A ring encircled her ring finger a few seconds later. A symbol of a bond not based on love, but an obligation she forced upon herself. As Theo pulled Hazel to kiss her forehead in front of everyone, Hazel could feel the coldness of his lips conveying nothing but empty formality. Amid the applause of the guests, Hazel knew that her life had just entered a new chapter she had never imagined before. A chapter full of challenges and perhaps, destruction. That night, Hazel sat alone in the room now officially hers—or rather, the wedding chamber provided in Theo Filbert's grand mansion. The pristine white walls with luxurious ornaments couldn't hide the emp

A couple of days ago, Billionaire CEO to Bridger Empire, Christopher Bridger ties the knot with his bride, Ahsley Grander, in a discreet, but elite manner. Then the screen was filled with the latest couple in the country, and Rudney’s breath caught in his throat; that had to be Lily Bashwood!

It was a bridge between his past and our present. In the center of the room stood the crib. It was mahogany, dark and rich, polished to a mirror shine. It looked sturdy enough to survive an earthquake. And above it... Above the crib hung a mobile. But not plastic animals. It was made of delicate glass stars and... pages. I walked closer. The "stars" were folded from paper. "Are those..." I reached out to touch one. "Alex, are these book pages?" "First editions," he murmured, standing behind me. "Pride and Prejudice. Jane Eyre. The Great Gatsby."

Her voice remained flat, empty of the panic her mother was trying to cultivate. "Then do something about your sister," Margaret whispered, leaning over the table. The scent of expensive, stale perfume drifted from her collar. "Bridget isn't answering her phone. Declan Shaw’s driver is currently waiting at the bottom of the hill because she missed the final fitting for the bridal gown. If Declan finds out she left the city before the papers are signed, he will pull the liquidity arrangement. He will let the bank take this house, and he will let Jamie lose that bed." Sloane pulled the yellow paper toward herself, folding it into a small, tight square. "Bridget isn't at the boutique because she

The book 3: Lies in Relationship is an exclusive book to booknet for one year which means, I will be able to bring the book here next year March, that's when the exclusive contract would end. You can read it on booknet for 2.99 dollars or you can be patient till I bring it over here next year. Thank you all so much for reading this series and I hope you enjoyed it. I have another story here, the title is Bride for Rent, I hope you will check it out. I assure you taht you would love it :) You can find me on Instagram @goodnessshadrach :)