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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
Billionaire Bride Eighty-seven
I drummed my fingers against the dashboard nervously, peering out of the passenger's window to see if Xavier was coming at occasional intervals. It was way past ten minutes. And it seemed I had been trolled. My head hit the headboard of the chair I sat on in sadness as I contemplated, how stupid I must have looked, trying to seduce a man who clearly didn't want me. The night sky was dark above me, and I could still hear the cheering and songs at the ball from the car park. The idiot was probably still there having the time of his life. While I sat waiting rather fruitlessly. A frustrated sound rose in my throat like bile and I bit my lip down to stop the tears. Why was I trying so hard for a man who didn't give a fuck. What was the difference between me and Celine at this point? The shuffling of feet jolted me out of my self-pity and wallowing. I sat upright, cleaning my face. Xavier knocked on the window, looking frazzled. What the hell had happened? He gestured at the driver's d
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Billionaire Bride Ninety-nine
"Aww you look so beautiful," Laura commented, dabbing her eyes with a napkin as she pretended to cry. I laughed and twirled in my Cinderella wedding dress, feeling every bit like a Princess.Susie pouted, sitting on my bed and rolling her eyes. It had been a month since Xavier had dropped in on my launch day. We were finally getting married. A real marriage. I was super excited. Finally, Xavier and I would be together without the influence of the people or his mother. It was thrilling. It seemed that I was finally having my dream life. And it had been a long time coming. After all the betrayal, hurt, heartbreak and pain I had to endure. I deserved this. I deserved a happily ever after. And I was going to cling onto it forever. Susie however seemed less excited than I did. Which was quite understandable. "Aww, are you still sad that I'll be going for the honeymoon?" I teased and she huffed at my words. "Do you guys have to go that far? Who's going to do the accounts? You know numb
Billionaire Bride Ninety-eight
"When will you go to the Cafe?" He asked, his hands still doing crazy things on my skin. "Uhm... In an hour." I murmured sliding my hands under my breasts to prop them up further into his touch. "We've got time." He said, capturing my lips again, this time for an even deeper kiss. He tasted familiar. His kisses were hot and filled with so much passion, I thought I would combust. Hanging on to him tightly, I moaned as he slipped his tongue into mine, stroking and clashing with mine several times. "I need you," I whispered between kisses as we broke apart to catch our breaths at intervals. "We can't go too far baby," he hummed, lifting me up by the waist until my legs were wrapped around his. Striding towards my bed, he lowered himself to the bed, sitting with me on his lap. "Why not?" I protested, taking hold of my shirt and dragging it off. Xavier's breath hitched at the sight of my babies encased in a lacy black bra. "Oh Hailey," he murmured, unclipping the underwear behind m
Billionaire Bride Ninety-seven
"What?" I exclaimed, trying to wrap my head around what was happening right in front of me. Xavier smiled, his hands covered mine and he held them between us, holding my eyes. "I love you," He said again. "I don't want to let you go. I cannot do so. I tried this past month," he chuckled. "Let's just say more women would love my head on a pike right now." "But you... You always... You never..." I was a rambling mess at this point.His smile turned sad. "I know." He kissed my hands gently. "And I'll spend every day of my life making atonement for all I have said and done to you Hailey, only if you allow me to." "We're not married anymore. You don't have to do this to pacify me-""Technically, we are still married. I haven't divorced you yet." He grinned. "I could divorce you." Xavier chuckled and pulled me to his chest, wrapping his arms around me. "And then I'll marry you all over again." "Don't get cocky. I haven't said yes." I snapped, sinking into the warmth of his body despit
Billionaire Bride Ninety-six
Without hesitation, I pushed the door open and stormed in. The scene before me was a surprised Xavier, lying on his bed with his hand wrapped around his junk. Holy smokes.My cheeks flamed up and I murmured a quick "Sorry," before turning to run out of the room. "Close the door Hailey," came his calm voice before I could slip out. "I'm covered, you can look now." Ashamed of my thoughts and actions, because who barges into someone's privacy thinking horrid things about them, I turned around slowly. "I'm sorry," I grumbled. "I heard sounds, I thought..." That you were balls deep in some woman? Bah, if I said that, he would probably laugh his head off."You thought?" Xavier urged, rising suddenly and I yelped in surprise. "I won't cover up if you don't tell me what you thought, Hailey." The deep timbre of his voice when he called my name had my thighs clenching with need. He was just a few meters away from me. Unclad. We were alone. The realization came with torrents of desire fl
Billionaire Bride Ninety-five
Whatever it was that the two men had said to each other, nobody knew. And I doubted anyone would ever know. All we knew was Walter threw a punch at Xavier and even though he had been able to dodge it in time, there was no way Xavier Lowell would let it slide. He threw one at Walter's jaw in return. And a brawl broke out. "Oh shit," Susie cussed. "I'm guessing that means we can go out now," I murmured and raced out of the cafe. "Stop it right now!" The men, however, pig heads that they were, continued fighting as if I wasn't screaming my guts out, running from the other side of the road. "Stop it right now!" I yelled again when I reached them, trying to pry Xavier from pounding Walter's head to bits. "Xavier! Xavier stop it! Please!" But something had possessed Xavier and it seemed it wouldn't let go. For someone who had always cared what the people would think, he was acting quite recklessly. I latched onto his arm, tugging at it. "You're causing a scene!"That got him to let go
Billionaire Bride Ninety-four
My world turned upside down and for a minute I just stared at him confused about how to react. Did he need me? What the hell was happening at the moment?! It better not be a prank. Fuck it, prank or not, I had work to do and he had to get out of here. So instead of swooning and falling at his feet, I opted for a second option.I laughed and shook my head. "Okay, seriously, why are you here?" Hurt slashed across his face and I was taken aback. I had never seen him look so vulnerable before and it was unsettling. He's pretending. A voice in my head whispered. You know he is. I knew. I did. But that didn't make me feel any better. Why would he need to pretend? "I..." A shadow fell on his face and he shook his head. The vulnerable look in his eyes was gone and replaced with the amused expression he always wore around me. I wasn't sure which one made me hurt worse.Taking a few steps back, he surveyed the kitchen and clasped his hands behind his back. "I just wanted to see. The news
Billionaire Bride Ninety-three
"Sir!" I hissed, not wanting to yell because I didn't want to call people's attention to us. One paparazzi was already too much to handle. If all of them came to the counter, my first launch day would all be in the mud. The man in the hoodie stopped trying to get in through the side door. And then he lifted his head, staring me in the face with familiar dark blue eyes that grazed my entire body and sent me into freeze mode. "Xavier," I whispered, blinking rapidly to be sure he wasn't an apparition. Xavier stood before me, dressed in a hoodie and cargo pants. The last clothing I would ever imagine he would wear in public. It seemed he didn't want people to recognize him. "Let me in Hailey." He murmured. Susie gasped behind me when she heard his voice and shook her head. "Don't you dare! Go fuck yourself, Xavier." He ignored her, his eyes holding mine and sending my brain into overdrive. What was he doing here? He was not supposed to be anywhere near me! He was supposed to be in V
Billionaire Bride Ninety-two
I eyed the crowd that had formed outside the cafe from the glass walls warily glanced back at Susie and mouthed "Oh my God." We stood in the cafe, setting the tables and getting ready for the launch which was in twelve minutes! To say I was nervous was an understatement. This was a huge deal for me. For Laura and Susie too. And it did not help that ever since I had stepped out of the house without the blonde wig, half the people we met on the road recognized me. One of them must have tipped off the paparazzi because that would explain how there were so many people with cameras and recorders, eagerly waiting. "I'm screwed," I told Susie and she shrugged beside me. "You knew this would happen." She said, I glared at her. "That doesn't mean I can't be nervous about it! Everyone will have questions! I can't handle a crowd that big!" She grinned and slid an arm over my shoulders. "You're not alone, woman. We got you. Look and you got Walter too." I looked in the direction she was tip
Billionaire Bride Ninety-one
It was barely morning when I stumbled into Susie's car, my face stricken with tears. The sun had just begun to rise, lighting up the sky slowly. I slammed the door close and thankfully, Susie asked no questions. She simply drove out of Xavier's townhouse and sped down the road. Placing a hand over my mouth, I sobbed furiously, my head leaning against the window. It wasn't supposed to hurt so much. Leaving him finally. It wasn't supposed to feel like a part of me had been torn away and left behind with the many miles that increased between us. I closed my eyes as I recalled when I had woken up. It was my phone ringing somewhere in the house. I hadn't the slightest clue where I was at first but Xavier's peaceful snores and his heavy arm around me reminded me quickly. It had taken quite a while to slip away from the bed without awakening him and at first, I hadn't even been able to walk properly. Even now as I sat in the car, I was so sore. The caller had been Susie. We had planned th
