Killian Belliard Naked

Mia has always believed in happily ever afters and Prince Charming. But life has a way of twisting fates. Mia was heartbroken over the man she thought was “the one true love.” After a messy ending , she visited a bar to drown out her sorrow but ended up in the bathroom of the bar with a stranger—a very attractive one who she couldn’t resist. As if her life couldn’t get any worse, she ended up getting pregnant by the stranger who she later found out was the famous Las Vegas most ruthless billionaire, Killian Maxwell. Killian didn’t want anything to do with her or the baby. Mia feeling angry and helpless, she made a decision to leave the city and decided to start her life afresh for herself and her child—or so she thought. Romance , CEO, Contract marriage

I left before the sun rose. One night. One mistake. One secret I never planned to tell. I thought I was doing the right thing—disappearing with the two pink lines and a shattered heart. Three years later, I walked into a job interview… And saw the man whose face I swore I’d never forget. Killian Vale. Billionaire. Untouchable. And the father of the son he doesn’t know exists. He remembers me. And now I don’t know if I can keep running.

I never thought I’d see Connor Rogers again. Not after three years. Naked, straddling him, watching him fall apart under my touch... I leaned down, brushing my lips on his neck, and whispered: "Give me the contract." His blue eyes darkened. And I knew I’d won. I always smiled at him. The curve of my lips? Carefully practiced. Just enough to seduce. Never enough to feel No one knew what hides behind that smile. Not the crash that had killed my mother. Not the baby I had lost at eight months, torn from me in a pool of blood. I didn’t love Connor. Not anymore. Not after everything. But I wanted him to love me. I wanted him to beg for me, to break for me. As for the woman who had hurt me, She would learn what it felt like to lose everything.

"I want to use my wish,” I said, undoing the top button of his shirt. He didn’t reply. He just gazed down at me. “I want you to marry me.” My voice felt tinny, distant, even to myself. I continued to unbutton his shirt. Suddenly, he grabbed my wrists.“Are you sure?” he asked. I was too dazed to reply. I had one thought and one thought only on my mind at that point – I wanted my mate. So instead of answering, I lifted my face to his. I pushed off the straps of my nightie, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of silk, exposing my naked body. The last thing I remember, Atlas was scooping me up in his arms. He laid me down on the bed and crawled on top of me. His breath was hot in my ear as he whispered, “Don’t regret this.”