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Through the wet, translucent silk of my dress, my hardened nipples scraped against his bare skin. Dominic let out a low, guttural growl deep in his throat. I felt his hand on my waist tighten so hard it almost hurt, pulling my hips flush against his. That was when I felt it. Pressed hard against my lower stomach was a thick, rigid length, straining fiercely against the wet fabric of his underwear and robe. He was hard. My straight-laced, terrifying billionaire guardian was completely hard for me. The realization didn't scare me; it threw gasoline on the fire inside me. He wanted me. He had been acting like I was just some annoying chore my father left behind, but his body was telling a compl

My cock throbbed at the thought. I slid my hand down her throat, feeling her swallow. "Take off the robe." Her hands trembled as she untied the belt. The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her naked except for the gold chain connecting her clamped nipples. Fucking perfect. "You stole from me earlier," I said, my voice rough. "You made yourself come when that orgasm belongs to me." "I'm sorry." "I don't want your apologies. I want you to understand that everything about you is mine now. All of it."

“What do you want? Charity? A thank-you note? Because I don’t have anything left to give.” His lips curved, just a little. Not a smile. Something darker. “I want you.” The words landed heavy between them. She laughed once, short and sharp. “Excuse me?” “Ninety days,” he said. “You belong to me. Completely. No limits outside of permanent harm. You live where I say. You wear what I choose. You come when I call. You obey. In return, the debt disappears. Every cent. Clean slate. Your family name stays untouched. The company folds quietly. No one ever knows how close it came to dragging you under.”

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

I gripped her chin firmly, "—you'll learn to own who you are. To be the queen they fear." I stood up and circled her like a predator. "Look at me," I commanded. She obeyed. "I'm going to possess every inch of you,"I said darkly. "Not just your body, but your mind. Your heart. Your soul." Her eyes widened, part horror, part longing. "You'll hate me for it," I warned. "But you'll never be free without me." She shook her head. "No one owns me, Zayan." I smiled—a slow, dangerous curve of my lips. "That's where you're wrong, no one owns you behind our walls in front of the world but in our room in our place i owns you.."

I was nearly 30, and while people say that its young enough to dip into more endeavors for trial and error, they didn’t realize how volatile the marriage industry was in the world of billionaires. The faster the money came, the faster it went. I couldn’t keep working myself to the bone and expect to live peacefully. This club was the one thing that could finally be the key to earning while having the time to actually relax for once. I needed this. “Hey,” I greeted him as I walked towards the balcony. “What’s up?” “I’ve been reading the news,” he sighed. “Are you all right?” “There wasn’t much I could do about Cristo and Suzan,” I sighed. “She was the one who wanted to back off.”

I just listened to their conversation in discreteness. "Of course I would love too!" "Alright. Once you finish pre-school, I'll buy an island under your name and ask my engineer friend to build something like this." "Really?!" "Anything for you." I shook my head. Rich people love throwing money around like it's nothing. After we ate lunch and rested for a bit, we headed back to our villa.

In front of the people’s eyes, he was still my stepbrother. But none of it wouldn’t matter because he would protect me. We would love each other for whatever it takes… ***END*** UP NEXT - >>> Mr. Beautiful (Bad Boy Billionaires #2) Note: It can be read as a standalone. -BLURB- Audrey was sixteen when we were supposed to run away and leave everything behind—her family, who she resented, and the luxurious lifestyle she had always known since she was born. But before I could claim her body, I decided to bring her back, and that was when death came after me. Nonetheless, I survived and reclaimed myself. I became a man above anyone else. I became a billionaire. After eight years, I saw Audrey aga

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