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Billionaire Bride Seventy-nine
"Hailey!" Brenda screamed so loud, I was sure astronauts could hear her. "What crawled up her a-""Just help me tighten the dress will you?" I groaned gesturing at the zipper of the cream lace ball gown I wore. "The modiste shouldn't have listened to you. Now she made it so tight.""Oh quit your whining," Susie chastened as she helped zip up my dress. "This dress is beautiful and you know it." It really was. I could barely recognize myself in the mirror. It was a cream-coloured dress that hugged my torso rather tightly. The sweetheart neckline made my breasts look like ripe plums and I feared that they would slip out at the ball the next day. "I don't get why we have to do a photo shoot. The marriage is ending anyways." I told Susie as she fetched my heels."You talk as if you don't know Brenda," Susie replied, helping me step into the deathly high shoes. "She's the fake till the end sort of person. And her son is exactly like her." My heart squeezed at the mention of Xavier quick
Billionaire Bride Eighty
The photographer hired was none other than Vegas prominent artist John Declan. His name was splashed across magazines and tabloids as one of the most sensuous yet famous photographers in the history of photography. I couldn't for the life of me understand why Brenda had thought this man was the best person to take our pre-ball pictures or whatever this was called. "Ah Mrs Lowell, you're quite far away from the master you know?" John Declan declared in a faux french accent that grated my nerves. We were in his rather cosy studio, standing before the backdrop as he directed us into the poses he wanted. The paparazzi were locked outside the building. I knew they were still there even though we couldn't hear them from the soundproofed studio."I hadn't realized." I ground out with a stiff smile but apparently, he was either deaf or immune to sarcasm. "You need to move closer to the master. Yes, a little closer." Stiffly, I shifted towards Xavier, keeping my face straight and simple.
Billionaire Bride Eighty-one
My body was on fire. It was as though all I needed was just one more heave of oxygen and I would explode. John Declan must have known this however and must love torturing me because it was at that very moment when I was close to falling over the edge that he yelled."Beautiful! That's a wrap Monsieur and Mademoiselle! It was a pleasure." And I was brought back to earth. The reality of things suddenly dawned on me, causing me to realize where I was and what the hell I was doing. Xavier cleared his throat awkwardly, his breathing, warm against my neck, slowly faded away as he let go of my babies and pulled away. His face was tinged pink but heck, I was sure mine was as red as a tomato. So much for staying away from him and staying aloof. All I had wanted was to be free from him! And I had almost achieved that! If not,... I cast a glare at John Declan who had a mad smirk on his face and itched to smack it off. If not for that bastard!The idiot must have noticed the look on my face be
Billionaire Bride Eighty-two
I stood in John Declan's hallway, breathing heavily as my husband in name only, ogled me. Was I going to give it all to him? In a freaking hallway? And even worse in the hallway of some pervert photographer who was probably recording the whole thing?My senses seemed to recover at that moment and my face burned in shame. The paparazzi were right outside and I had just bared myself naked to the waist. Quickly, I tucked my breasts inside the damn dress and tried to finish my zipper. Xavier held my hand down. "We don't have to stop," he protested, his voice thick with need. "We need to," I said and turned my back to him. "The paparazzi are right outside. Please zip me up." I gasped in shock when instead of the idiot zipping me up, he slipped both hands through the back of the dress and grabbed my breasts from behind, flattening me against his chest. A position that seemed oddly familiar because not so long ago, I had been pressed up against his chest and his hands fondled me. "Oh,..
Billionaire Bride Eighty-three
Running inside my room, I shut it behind me breathing heavily. Oh damn, that was hot. Too hot. How I was able to resist and say no was beyond me. I rushed to the mirror and stared at myself. I looked like a mess. From all the kissing and ravaging, my hair was tangled, my dress too low on the neckline and my neck filled with hickeys. "What the heck?!" I shrieked in surprise. The entire Vegas population were going to see pictures of me looking like I was thoroughly fucked! And I wasn't!I was teased, and touched and taunted but didn't get it in the end. To say I was frustrated, was an understatement. Angrily, I tried to unzip the dress but failed miserably. I would have to seek Susie's help. Kicking off the shoes I wore, I waddled out of my room and knocked hard on Susie's door. "Who the hell is that?!" She yelled from the other side. "The grim reaper! Open the damn door." I retorted. When she opened the door, she burst into laughter on seeing my face. Whatever floated through he
Billionaire Bride Eighty-four
The atmosphere was bubbly and loud. The whole house shook and trembled as everyone was busy with planning and preparing for the ball. The maids pulled and yanked on my hair, completely ruining the make over I had gotten a few days before. All that money went down the drain as they struggled to fit it into something classy according to Brenda's instructions. I simply sat down, bearing it all and nodding to all she ranted about. "You must walk in straight! No slouching and none of that silly goofy walk you and that friend of yours do!" "Yes Brenda." I sighed, meeting her eyes through the mirror. "Will you leave now?don't you have to prepare as well or something?" "I will leave, once I am satisfied with how you look." She huffed and tapped my head lightly with a fan. How weird, I thought with a frown. Was that supposed to be a reprimand? Because it seemed far too gentle. But who was I to ponder over the workings of Brenda's mind? I doubted even Zach understood what went on in his wi
Billionaire Bride Eighty-five
The look on his face made the crowd suddenly melt away until it was just us in the room. His eyes left mine and slowly, leisurely, as if taking his time, they raked me down my body. My hair was curled and styled into a half up half-down hairstyle behind me, leaving just a few curls drifting down my face in the front. My eyes were coated with smoky eyeliner and my lips were popping red. I had barely recognized myself in the mirror when the makeup artist was done, so I couldn't blame him for looking like he couldn't recognize me as well.But damn I could recognize all of him. He stood tall and proud, dressed in a black suit and green cravat that matched my dress. His eyes looked enticingly innocent and a shiver rippled down my spine as I stared at his lips. Lips that I ached to feel on my skin.My chest heaved with each step that drew us closer and after what seemed like ages, he stepped down from the podium and began walking toward us. Yes! My heart cried but I stomped on it mentall
Billionaire Bride Eighty-six
Xavier froze still as I pressed my lips against him. He was surprised I gathered because for a few seconds, he remained immobile. I opened my eyes which had been closed to see him slowly close his and move his mouth on mine languidly. Yes, please. We kissed as if we had all the time in the world. As if we were drifting, just us in the entire cosmos, alone and together. His tongue flicked against my lips, teasing me until I caved in with a moan and parted my lips. "Ugh!" I heard Celine mutter and placing a hand on his chest, I pushed away from Xavier gently to give her a piece of my mind. But Xavier would have none of that. His hands cradled my neck and once again our tongues entangled and clashed. The hands I placed on his chest, clutched at his suit harder. I needed him. I needed him to be impossibly close. I wanted all the barriers gone, everything and everyone that told me we couldn't be together. Like everyone in the freaking room. I wanted to risk it all, just so I wouldn't
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