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Met At The Mall
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2024-06-30 07:46:50
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My Possessive Billionaire I Know...
POV: Felix Her weight settled onto me and the world narrowed to the point where we joined.Selina exhaled, a sound that was half relief and half something more dangerous, something that had been building for weeks. Her hands braced on my chest, fingers curling against the old scars, and she began to move.Slow.Deliberate.The way she did everything that mattered."Look at me," I said.Her eyes met mine. The lamplight caught the dark of her hair, the flush spreading across her chest, the specific way her lips parted when she was concentrating on sensation. I had catalogued that expression months ago and it was still here, still accurate, still producing the same tightness in my chest."You're beautiful," I said."So you've mentioned.""I'm mentioning it again." My hands found her hips, guiding her rhythm. "I'm going to keep mentioning it until you believe it.""I believe it." She rolled her hips in a way that made my vision narrow. "I just like hearing you say it."The rhythm built.
My Possessive Billionaire I Still Love You
POV: Felix I didn't sleep.The shower had taken the night off my skin but not out of my head, and I lay in the dark with Selina beside me and the ceiling doing its quiet work of holding the house up and my mind doing the thing it does when there's something it hasn't finished processing.Martin's face in the road. The sound in the enclosed stretch. The way the quiet afterward had felt like a door closing and also like a door opening and I couldn't tell which was which.Selina's breathing wasn't sleep-breathing either.I knew the difference now. The rhythm of her asleep was something I had catalogued without meaning to, the way you catalogue things about a person you're paying attention to, and this wasn't it. This was the rhythm of someone lying very still in the dark with their eyes open."Lina."She turned toward me. The movement of her body under the sheets was the specific sound of someone who had been waiting to be addressed."I can hear you thinking," she said."Can yo
My Possessive Billionaire Elsa's Sketchbook
I sat in the chair across from his desk, the one I had been occupying in the late evenings. During the day I had not done this before, the late-evening occupation had been its own specific thing, the lamp and the city dark outside. This was different. Morning light, rain, both of us fully awake and the house empty around us.He waited. He had become very good at waiting, in the past weeks, in the way that people become good at things when they have decided the thing matters enough to practise."I've been thinking," I said."Yes," he said."About what I told you. In the kitchen, after you came back from Martin's building." I looked at the desk rather than at him, finding the words. "That I was further than I expected to be and the direction was likely to continue.""I remember," he said."The direction has continued," I said.A silence."I'm not saying it's simple," I said. "It isn't simple. There are things between us that are going to take time and some of them are going to r
My Possessive Billionaire A New Dawn
POV: SelinaThree weeks after Martin's arrest, the city began to feel like a city again.I noticed it gradually, the way you notice the return of something you had stopped expecting, the ability to walk through a room without cataloguing the exits, to sit in the garden without monitoring the perimeter, to wake up in the morning and have the first thought be something ordinary rather than something tactical. The security was still present, would be present for some time given the scope of what the formal process was untangling, but it had settled from the acute vigilance of crisis into the background hum of precaution, which was a different thing entirely.I had begun to breathe differently.Amaya noticed it before I did, the way she noticed most things about me, with the peripheral attention of someone who is not watching directly but misses nothing. She mentioned it over coffee on a Tuesday morning, casually, as though she were commenting on the weather. "You slept through the ni
My Possessive Billionaire I Can Now Breathe
And I thought about Selina's back to the wall in the kitchen rather than facing the window, and I pulled the trigger. The enclosed stretch of road was very loud and then very quiet.Marco was beside me...The rest of it was logistics, which Marco handled with the efficiency of twelve years, and I stood in the cold for a moment longer than I needed to and looked at what was in front of me and thought about Elsa one more time.The way I thought about her now, not with the consuming grief of the years when I didn't understand what had happened to her, but with the specific quality of someone being remembered correctly.Her story had its ending...This was it...I turned and got back in the car. I showered before I came home. This was practical and also something else, the specific preparation of a man who is returning to a space that contains something he values and does not want to carry the night's work into. I came home at two in the morning and the house was quiet and I stood
My Possessive Billionaire Got Him... Again
I thought about the law. About the evidence package and Strack's testimony and the seven families and the correct version.Then I thought about a vehicle coming close to Selina's car on a city street. Then I thought about Elsa, and I stopped thinking and started moving.Marco assembled the team in forty minutes. I told him what Ryan had said and what I had decided and he looked at me for a moment with the expression he used when he was making his own assessment of a decision I had already madeThen he nodded and started making calls. He did not argue. He did not suggest the formal alternative. He had been watching the past six weeks with the same attention I had and he had arrived, through his own route, at the same place.Some problems resolved themselves through process. Martin was not that kind of problem.Martin was the kind of problem that, if process failed to contain it, would continue to be a problem indefinitely, because Martin was too intelligent and too patient and too
My Possessive Billionaire Little Pleasure
POV: Selina“That’s it baby girl, moan for daddy,” he said teasingly when I let out an involuntary moan. I couldn’t believe that sound had come from me, I never thought I could be pleasured by something so little as a peck on my neck. I don’t know how he did it, but the light came back on the moment
My Possessive Billionaire Cornered In The Bathroom
POV: Selina “What’s that, what are you staring at?” Simon asked me when he caught me staring wide-eyed. I quickly put my phone away and put on a fake smile, telling him everything was okay. But my heart was beating so fast that I thought it would jump out of my body. “How the hell did he get my n
My Possessive Billionaire Humiliated By Evelyn
POV: SelinaHe stared at me as if I was some delicious meal that had been set before him. For a moment there, I thought he was not going to respond to my question. Then he smiled at me, his beautiful smile that melted the ice around my heart. He took two steps towards me and stood right in front of
My Possessive Billionaire Who Are You?
POV:Simon and I have been friends for a while now. His mom runs FY Glams. It’s a reputable organization that makes expensive, high class jewelry. She has been in the business for a long time and she knows everything there is to know about Jewelries. They have mingled long enough with the elites to
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