He Makes His Move

Damien’s POV I let three days pass. I was a patient man when the strategy required it, and this required it. She needed to be steady again, needed to have Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday at a normal distance and normal pace, and needed to be able to trust that I was not going to make her office life into something she could not manage. I understood this because I was paying attention to her, which I had stopped pretending was a professional activity. Thursday afternoon at four thirty, after the last meeting cleared and the floor had mostly emptied to its usual when business days are winding down, I walked to my doorway. “Come in,” I said. She came in and sat across the desk like she always does, s

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The Fiancée Escalates

During lunch the next day, Zara came to the office with a bag from the restaurant I liked near the park, the one that required a reservation two weeks out, which Zara had presumably secured because that was her forte. It was a perfectly normal gesture between a fiancée and her man, but I find that it came at the wrong time. Here I was, trying to win the affection of my assistant, while my fiancée was coming to deliver my favorite lunch as though nothing had happened in my life. In a way I was feeling guilty about these thoughts, since Zara did nothing bad. On the contrary, she was always attentive and thoughtful and managed to be perfectly synchronized with my agenda. Again, it was my feelings that had changed.In the last two weeks Zara showed up unexpectedly three times. It was always the same pattern. Serena re

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The Chicago Trip

Serena’s POV Chicago had been on the calendar for a few weeks now. Four days. The Chicago conference, the most important gathering in American luxury hospitality, the type of conference where the business decisions in the industry are made over drinks in hotel bars or dinner table conversations and not at panel discussions. I had organized the schedule, worked with the Chicago hotel team, prepared six briefing documents, and been subconsciously avoiding the prospect of spending four days with Damien Price in the same hotel since he told me that I was attending. That was before everything that had happened since, even before his fiancee’s visit four days ago. When she came over trying to make small talk with me, I had known I shouldn’t have let myself get caught up

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An Overwhelming Reality

Damien and I walked back through the hotel together. We got into the elevator together, something I had avoided since Friday and now the elevator was quiet and the fourteenth floor was a long journey. He was quiet all the way. He walked me to my door. I put the keycard against the reader and turned around. “Damien,” I said. He was very close. The hallway was quiet; he looked at me pleadingly, his eyes pleading for an invitation. “If you want to come in,” I said, meeting his eyes. “You can come in.” He looked at me for a moment like he was making sure. “Are you sure?” he asked.

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Let Me In

The sensation was too much for me. “Damien,” I gasped as he nipped at my nipple. He didn't answer, just shifted his attention to my other breast, giving it the same rough, worshipful treatment while his middle finger slipped between my folds. He circled my clit, slow and maddeningly light, barely touching me before dipping lower to gather more wetness and sliding back up. The dual assault, the sharp suction on my nipple and the teasing rhythm on my pussy, was too much. My legs trembled violently. My hands flew to his head, my fingers tangling in the slightly coarse, short hair at the nape of his neck. I pulled him closer, arching my back, silently begging for more pressure, more friction, more of him. He growled low in his throat, the vibration humm

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All Chapters of The Billionaire Is Entangled: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

He Makes His Move

The Fiancée Escalates

The Chicago Trip

An Overwhelming Reality

Let Me In