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Reckless Surrender
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2026-07-18 11:40:31
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Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! No More Hiding (2)
CEDRICThe cold water pounded against my shoulders, but it did nothing to cool the chaos raging inside my head.I pressed both palms flat against the tiled wall, letting the stream cascade over the back of my neck. My muscles were tight, my jaw clenched until it ached. No matter how many times I tried to breathe slowly, the knot in my chest refused to loosen.What the hell have I just done?I had actually confessed. I’d called her by her real name. I’d asked her to meet me. In the middle of her panic—right after she told me Edward knew—I’d chosen the most selfish path possible.I twisted the faucet even colder. The icy water stung my skin, but I welcomed the sharp sensation. At least it was real. Unlike the guilt that had been slowly choking me for weeks.For so long, I’d convinced myself this was just lust. Just a dangerous game between two lonely people seeking release behind a screen. But when Elena sent that terrified message saying Edward had found out… something inside me finall
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! No More Hiding
ELENAThe air felt heavier than usual this morning.I had just finished brushing my hair in front of the bedroom mirror when Edward stepped out of the bathroom, a towel still wrapped low around his waist. The familiar scent of his soap and aftershave filled the room, but today it felt suffocating.He didn’t speak right away. He simply stood behind me, staring at my reflection in the mirror with a thin smile that didn’t reach his eyes.“Sleep well last night, did you?” he asked softly, his tone too casual to be genuine.I gave a small nod, forcing a smile. “Just okay. But… last night was better than usual.”Edward raised an eyebrow. His smile widened, but there was a sharp edge beneath it.“Oh, I bet it was,” he said quietly, stepping closer. “You were so busy with your phone. Smiling to yourself, biting your lip, breathing hard… like someone was touching you from miles away.”My body froze. My heart pounded so violently it hurt.“I… I don’t know what you mean,” I replied, my voice bar
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! Reckless Surrender
CEDRICI sat at the desk in my bedroom, hair still damp from the shower. A white towel hung loosely around my hips. The air conditioner blasted cold air across the room, but my skin burned hot.My phone vibrated again.I opened it instantly, and my breath caught.Message after message from Rabbit flooded in—each one bolder, more desperate. And now… she’d sent a photo.Not her face. Not her naked body. Just her hand—two delicate fingers glistening with her own slick arousal. The soft glow of her bedside lamp caught the clear fluid, making it shine. So vivid. So unbearably intimate.Below the photo, her innocent words nearly drove me insane.Rabbit: Tiger, thank you so much… I just finished because of you.I stared at the image without blinking. My cock, already half-hard from our earlier chat, swelled fully beneath the towel. I dragged a rough hand down my face while the other gripped my phone so tightly I thought it might crack.Elena…My brother’s pregnant wife was lying in the same
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! Desperate Girl
ELENAI was still kneeling in the same spot, completely naked, the torn lingerie scattered across the bed. Edward’s cum, now cold, slowly trickled down my inner thigh. The room was deathly quiet, filled only with the soft sound of his breathing as he slept with his back to me.Empty.That was the only word that could describe what I felt. Not just between my legs, but in my chest, in my head, in every part of me. The frustration ran so deep I wanted to cry, but it seemed I had no tears left.Slowly, I lowered myself onto the bed and pulled the blanket over my still-trembling body. My belly, now gently rounded and entering its twelfth week, felt heavier than usual. I placed my palm there, feeling the faint warmth that should have brought me joy.Tonight, it only made me feel worse.Ever since my pregnancy reached twelve weeks, my body had changed. Hormones, they said. But it wasn’t just my appetite or my moods that shifted. I… had been imagining things I shouldn’t.Cedric.Like that ti
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! The Husband's Secret
ELENA“I won’t regret it,” I answered quickly, my voice trembling even as I tried to sound firm. “I’m your wife—”My words died in my throat as Edward suddenly leaned down. His lips crashed hard against my neck, sucking and biting the sensitive skin there without mercy. I gasped sharply, my body tensing instantly beneath him. A rush of heat and stinging pain blended together, leaving me breathless in a heartbeat.“Edward…” His name slipped from my lips like a soft moan. My hands reflexively gripped his shoulders, unsure whether I wanted to push him away or pull him closer. I wasn’t even sure myself.He didn’t reply. He just kept devouring my neck with raw hunger, his tongue tracing the curve before sinking his teeth in again at the same spot. The sensation was sharp—almost painful—but it sent violent shivers racing through my entire body. The red lingerie I wore felt thinner than ever, completely useless under the heavy press of his body.I squirmed beneath him, my breathing growing r
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! Don't You Dare Regret This
ELENAI stared at my phone screen, anxiety twisting tighter in my chest. Tiger’s latest messages were still open, his increasingly bold suggestions making my cheeks burn and my thoughts spiral. Suddenly, Edward’s voice cut through the silence.“Elena.”I jolted hard, quickly shoving the phone under the pillow.“Yes?” I answered too fast, my voice unnaturally high.Edward looked at me from the dining table, one eyebrow slightly raised. “You’ve been restless all evening. What’s going on?”“I’m… I’m fine,” I said quickly, forcing a smile. “Just a little tired.”He didn’t look entirely convinced, but he didn’t press further. He stood up and headed toward the stairs leading to the second floor.I followed close behind, my steps slow and cautious. My heart pounded louder with every stair I climbed. The phone in the pocket of my nightdress felt like it was burning a hole through the fabric.Edward entered the master bedroom first. I slipped in after him and gently closed the door behind me.
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! A Familiar Feeling
ELENAThe next morning, the Ashford mansion felt far livelier than usual.Several maids moved back and forth through the dining room, placing dishes one after another onto the long table. The rich aroma of food filled the air, yet somehow it only made my stomach turn again.I took a slow breath bef
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! Two Lines
ELENAI wasn’t sure if I had truly woken up or if part of me was still trapped in the night I desperately wanted to forget.All I knew was that my body felt unfamiliar the moment I opened my eyes. When I turned my head, Cedric was sleeping soundly beside me. For a few seconds, I could only stare at
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! Riverside Hotel
ELENAIt was already six in the evening when I finally returned from the hospital.The moment I stepped into the bedroom, the first thing I saw was that dress. I picked it up slowly. The fabric was thin and light, revealing far more skin than I was ever comfortable showing.Edward hadn’t only given
Mr. Billionaire, Your Heir Isn’t Yours! Before Tonight
ELENAI didn’t sleep at all that night.After leaving Edward’s study, I sat motionless at the edge of the bed. It was already two in the morning, yet his words still echoed relentlessly inside my head.Divorce me… or sleep with another man to give me an heir.I squeezed my eyes shut.The cruel part
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