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Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Belongs to me
DOMINICThe elevator doors slid open. I stepped into the underground parking garage without breaking stride. My driver was already waiting beside the black Mercedes, one hand on the rear door.“Sir.”I got in without acknowledging him. The door shut behind me, sealing out the noise of the city.“Home.”“Yes, Mr. Blackwood.”The car pulled away from the building, weaving through afternoon traffic. Glass towers gave way to tree-lined roads as we left the business district. I leaned back against the leather seat, fingers tapping a slow, impatient rhythm against my thigh.She hadn’t asked for my permission. Anastasia had simply disappeared. My jaw tightened.The iron gates of Blackwood Manor slid open. The Mercedes rolled to a smooth stop beneath the front entrance. The driver hurried around to open my door.I stepped out and walked inside. A maid immediately lowered her head.“Welcome home, Mr. Blackwood.”“Call every guard to the foyer.”She stiffened at the coldness in my voice before
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Rich snubs
ANASTASIAI raised the cup to my lips. I could feel everyone's gaze trained on me. I hated rooms like this and parties like these. My dress was so fucking tight I could barely feel my ass in it. I glanced across from me. Eunice wore a smile like it was the only expression she could afford to make as she answered questions from the other ladies. I bit into a cookie. She conveniently mentioned her pregnancy every two seconds.“I'm really glad you came, Miss Brooks,” said a lady behind me. I swore she had introduced herself when I walked in here, but I could hardly remember her name.“Miss Brooks, we must have pulled you away from your husband's arms rather abruptly, considering how close the news says you are,” Georgia said.News?She was making it clear they didn't believe Dominic was in love with me. I raised my cup to my lips, showing off the ring on my finger.“I've been cooped up in the mansion for too long. I could use some fresh air,” I said with a smile.Fresh air indeed. I had
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Incompetent bunch
DOMINIC I stayed at the corner of the hallway, out of sight. I’d heard every fucking sound. The soft gasps at first. Then the louder ones. The way her voice cracked when she got close. And then she was screaming—properly screaming—at the top of her lungs like she didn’t give a single shit who might hear. I didn’t move. Not even when I heard her door open. Not when she checked the empty hallway. Not when she shut it again. Only then did I step out from the corner. I walked toward her door and stopped right in front of it. She’d been the one who started it. She’d been the one who licked my chin and made me freeze. And now she was in her room, fingers probably still wet, breathing hard on the other side of the wood while the memory of my hands on her was still fresh. Why the fuck had I stayed and listened? I glanced down. My cock was hard, straining against my pants, the outline clear even in the low light. I shifted my weight, trying to ease the pressure, but it only
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract A man's touch
ANASTASIA I smirked as I walked out of his room, past his assistant in the halls. The second he saw me step out with my shirt disheveled and a few buttons loose, he looked away. I kept walking, the carpet soft under my bare feet. My mind went back to the way Dominic’s eyes had widened when the tables turned. I continued working the buttons of my shirt when realization hit me. I wasn’t wearing a bra. I’d worn one that morning. When I stripped I’d taken it off. My bra was still lying somewhere in his room, probably half under the bed or tossed near the chair. I stopped. Glanced back at his door. What if he was angry because of what I’d done? Should I even be worried about that? That he’d want to pay me back for it? Walking back in there would be like walking into a lion’s den on my own accord. I bit down on my lip and kept going. My nipples were hard. They ached, still swollen from his hands. Every time the fabric brushed them a sharp pulse went through me, the same way i
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Strip
**ANASTASIA** I stepped into the living room. The house was eerily quiet. I fidgeted with my fingers. *Marcus.* It had been three years. I remembered vividly how he’d left, how we’d fought over my engagement to Leonard. He’d hated that I was marrying him, and back then I’d been so in love I couldn’t see the asshole for what he really was. So Marcus had walked away. I balled my fists at my sides and climbed the stairs. Would he even want to see me? If he’d been against Leonard, he would be livid about my marriage to Dominic—the most morally gray man on earth. He must have found out. Our wedding had been splashed across every platform: the city’s golden couple. I bit the inside of my cheek. My phone dinged in my hand. I lifted it and read the message glowing on the screen. DOMINIC: Come to my room. My mind instantly flashed back to yesterday—my hand wrapped around his cock. Did he want a repeat? Heat flooded my cheeks. *Fuck.* I was supposed to be the experienced o
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract He's back
ANASTASIA I glared at my hand under the running water, but no matter how much I scrubbed, it still felt warm, like his cock had permanently branded my palm. I pumped more soap and rubbed my hands together relentlessly, nails digging into my skin as if I could erase the memory of his thick, pulsing heat. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks were a deep, traitorous shade of red, and the tips of my ears burned the same color. Fuck. This wasn’t what I should be doing. I shouldn’t be replaying the feeling of Dominic’s bare cock in my grip. I should be gathering evidence on this man. Ruining him. Not blushing like a schoolgirl while my body remembered exactly how he felt pinned against me. This had to be some kind of manipulation. Dominic was cunning, he always had a plan. Maybe this was his method to keep me distracted and off-balance. My hands tightened into fists at my sides. I needed to act. I had to find proof of how he planned to steal my family’s company. One
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract My wife
ANASTASIA“He just has to show up late, dosen't he” I whisper, glancing toward the entrance—no sign of Dominic.The hall is huge, flooded with people. I feel painfully out of place, maybe because I’ve avoided them for so long. Everyone has something to say about me.Hushed whispers about me, yet lo
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Not the man I married
ANASTASIAI stare up at the mansion in front of me, it’s huge, the building standing tall, representing power and everything the owner stands for. The air carries the faint smell of rain, old money, and fresh roses from the garden surrounding the mansion. The building reminds me of him: tall, big,
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Married
ANASTASIA “Ana, Ana. Come on, it’s almost nine.” I yanked the sheets over my head to muffle Maria’s persistent voice. “Jesus Christ, Maria, let me sleep,” I yelped when the blanket was torn from my body, the cold morning air of the city taking its place.“Give me back my blanket. It’s so cold,”
Marry me; The Billionaire's contract Marry me?
ANASTASIA“Marry me, Miss Brooks,” Dominic says, like he’s offering me an invitation to a soap opera.I stare at the contract in front of me, as if staring hard enough would make it somehow disappear, turn into something that isn’t a marriage contract to the most condescending person on earth – Dom
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