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CHRISTIAN One minute we're at the party we got invited to. The next, my mouth was on hers, her body was against mine, and we were stumbling into the elevator in a tangle of pent-up longing and heightened adrenaline. Thank God we were in the area where I had just recently bought a penthouse, the drive home would have been long and I needed her. Now. And the penthouse had a private lift because there was no chance in hell we could make it up the stairs without injuring ourselves.

She’d laughed, too. “As many disappointments as we see in our line of work, just remember, mon papillon”— Mrs. Beaumont leaned in—“a heart cannot be swayed.” Looking at John Caron moving toward his wife with a twinkle in his eye and love in his hands as they reached for her, I guessed she was right. For some lucky few, true love did exist. Selene was likely the kindest person to exist in the billionaire circles, so I hoped her plans would work the way she wanted them to.

That's when I met Bobby. Bobby Wilcox was gorgeous. Tall, blonde, and handsome, he had girls swooning over him as soon as they saw him. I was no different. I met him at a party and couldn't get enough. He told me he loved me. I believed him and, for a time, believed that we would live happily ever after.

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His entrance to the delights of her body was quick, and although not painful, there was a sharp feeling at first. Millie always wondered how it would feel. She had read the usual agony aunt letters, but all they said was that if your lover were gentle it wouldn't hurt and you would soon forget about any pain in the passion of loving him. She'd never been wildly convinced of that! Mostly as all the romantic novels made out that the heroine would be tight in that particular place, and this would give enormous amounts of pleasure to the man. She would reserve judgment and see what happened next. But, she was well prepared by her men, and as she had read in one romantic novel, she was ripe and r

she distastefully eyed the bored model. "It's alright Elaine. " I assured her "I'll take it from here."she nodded and left,giving to me a frown of disapproval. "Flame" I said after Elaine egressed and closed the door. "Flame. " I sighed again, gritting my teeth. "Why are you here? You know I do not tolerate such nonsense. " "Baby I was feeling really horny. " she purred rubbing her palm on the front of my pants,shoving me against the desk. "Wasn't the other perfect Sebby? It was as if we made love for the first time. "

The Eames chair, the million-dollar art, the silent, radiating monitors tracking the pulse of global markets—everything was a rich background to the sordid, paper tragedy before his eyes. His own fingers, so used to dispatching billion-dollar deals with the easy click of the mouse, trembled as he leaned across to grab the envelope. The letter was wafer-thin, appallingly plain. He drew a letter opener along the flap, the tearing prohibitively loud in the quiet room. The documents inside were a work of clinical accuracy. Petition for Dissolution of Marriage. The words were black and white, devoid of emotion. Melissa Anne Crawford v. John Michael Davidson.

JAKE’s POV I woke up alone, my ass throbbing from Milo’s cock tearing into me last night. I groaned, sitting up, flashes of his rough hands and filthy mouth burning in my mind. My cheeks flushed as I buried my face in my hands. This was my fucked-up life now. The penthouse was quiet. No Milo. Probably didn’t sleep here—too personal for a psycho who saw me as his personal fucktoy. A sealed envelope on the desk caught my eye. I stumbled over, legs shaky from his pounding, and ripped it open.

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