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Billionaire's Baby Project Georgina
His touch is impossibly tender.He enters me as though I'm made of glass, his rhythm easy and slow and deep. I let him pin my arms above my head, moaning as the cold tide rushes over my ankles and his, his body an inferno against mine, a protective flame in the cool night.His free hand braces against my hip, palm burning against my skin as he does as I asked — as he makes love to me. My cries fill the night, my body lit and electric, every nerve awake and alive like they've never been. He presses his mouth to my neck, his breath burning, his tongue branding.When he finally releases my hands, I slide them into his curls, meeting his dark, moonlit eyes as our pleasure begins to mount in tandem. He deepens his thrusts, every inch of him igniting every inch of me.The words leave my lips as the orgasm catches me like a slow, unstoppable riptide. "I love you,"I gasp, the desperate sound of my voice lost to the velvet roar of the Ocean, to the groan of his pleasure as he comes inside of
Billionaire's Baby Project Richard
Lewis's familiar silhouette is framed by the floor-to-ceiling windows. His shoulders are a rigid line, hands buried in the pockets of his nice navy suit. His auburn hair, duller than Georgina's, is slicked back stylishly.Thunder sounds over the ocean, seeming to quake the island, rain lashing in violent strokes against the glass."You must have flown all night," I say, as mildly as I can manage.Lewis turns stiffly, eyes narrowed and black with rage. "You son of a bitch."Damn. I sigh, sitting on the edge of the sofa. "So. You know.""I had one fucking request.""Your sister is a grown woman," I say, any guilt I may feel eclipsed by annoyance. "I did nothing untoward.""Untoward? You're fucking your assistant!""Lewis."We both turn to find Georgina, dressed but still obviously sleep-mussed, framed in the parlor doorway. Her face is pink, full of contrition."Pack your things," Lewisorders her. "You're coming back to San Francisco."Georgina sighs softly, as though disappointed. "Lew
Billionaire's Baby Project Georgina
The flight feels eternal. Rain streaks the small aircraft windows. The beautiful blue sea is steel-grey, the island cloaked in cloud. Like a daydream, something too fantastical to be anything but imagined."I warned you," is all my brother says, his nose swollen, one eye black. "I warned you about him.""You were right," I say, pulling my crumpled suit jacket closer, resigning myself to the foolish grief rising high, threatening to choke me.In the end, Lewis was right.Richard sent me away. Used me, made me fall for him, and then let me go.Cast me off like a line.Tears streak my face silently as we fly across the sea. Lewis was right, and Richard was dangerous. But I'm the one who fell in love with him.I'm the girl who thought she was a princess, and in the end, was nobody.—The work is steady. No — better than steady. I have more jobs lined up than ever, word that I survived Richard Platton for longer than any one PR assistant in his history. Better, many of the firms and client
Billionaire's Baby Project Richard
The months pass slowly. Every day feels longer than the last.I throw myself into my work what else is there to do? Her absence is felt in every room. She's infiltrated Villa Bijou and Saint-Égaré. Her ghost is everywhere.Every instant I'm not elbow-deep in work, I'm working out, hard, blindingly one-minded. I sail too. I spend days on the water, gliding, ignoring the island. Ignoring the memory of her laugh, her shy dark eyes, her cool hand in mine. My wall flower. Mine.No — never mine. If Georgina felt anything for me, it was destroyed the day I attacked her brother and cast her off like a forgotten line. Did I ever truly possess her, for how badly I wanted to?Work is worse than unfulfilling. It's vacant and cold, and the only time I begin to feel something again is when I remember her work — the philanthropy. I picture Georgina in the jungle, in the mountains of some cold foreign country, camera against her eye, shy smile on her lips. This was what she cared about. Charity and d
Billionaire's Baby Project Georgina
"It's Christmas," Lewis says, dejected. "What the fuck, Georgina? We live in the same city. Why don't you want to see me?"I stroke my swelling belly, attacking the expanding stretch marks with meticulous scoops of shea butter. "It's the pandemic," I say. A weak excuse, but how else can I possibly hide the pregnancy from Lewis if I see him in person? It's been hard enough over the phone. I'm due in three months, and I'm showing much more than I thought I'd be.Probably due to the fact that there isn't just one little life growing inside of me - but three."I just want to be as safe as possible."Lewis grunts in irritation. I hear all the things he doesn't say. We've spent every Christmas together since we were kids.After Mom's death, Lewis became the arbiter of all things family. He's really the only reason we have any traditions at all. But it's not a good enough reason to break my pact with myself - that I won't tell Lewis until I'm going into labor. My intense, extremely overprote
Billionaire's Baby Project Richard
"Well," I say, straightening. "Isn't this a surprise?"Lewis Felton exhibits none of his usual pomp and circumstance. In fact, his nice jacket is rumpled, his button-down rolled to the elbow.His auburn hair is windblown, sweat wetting his temples. In fact, he looks like he ran here."The meeting is over," I inform him coldly, packing up my briefcase. "Your proxy should have your notes prepared for you."Lewis says nothing, only stares at me in the vast, empty conference room. Outside, San Francisco buzzes vividly. When the board requested I fly in for a few weeks after the New Year, I did so without question. It wasn't a difficult decision. Saint-Égaré has felt empty since August. It's felt like hell.Every inch of it makes me think of Georgina Felton, and while San Francisco is her home, at least my version of it is untouched by her laugh, her dark eyes. It doesn't stop me though, from halting on the street now and then when a banner of red-black hair swoops by. My heart catches eve
Billionaire's Baby Project Georgina
Impossible.He's a fever dream. An hallucination. Brought into real, beautiful, corporeal being by my deepest, more desperate wishes."Richard," I croak, trembling. The contractions are ravaging. In moments, the doctor says well begin pushing in earnest. A terror I didn't know would come has me around the throat, and it's good I'm lying down when I see him, or I'm sure I'd collapse. "What are you doing here?"He rushes from the doorway, catching and gripping my hand as he leans beside me. "Pregnant? Really, Ms. Felton?"I laugh, despite myself. My body is quivering with anticipation, bracing for the fight of its life. "I didn't mean to keep it from you. I mean I did, but...God, Richard, it's been so hard."Tears roll down my cheeks. I turn away to hide them, but Richard catches my cheek in his palm, turning my eyes to his."I'm here now," he whispers, and those words, the ones I've wanted and yearned for and dreamed of — those fairytale words break my heart all over again. "Georgina."
Billionaire's Baby Project Richard
I'll never tire of that look of wonder on her face. Her dark eyes brighten and burn, caught like glowing embers. Her lips part, brows rise. It's a look of nakedness, vulnerable in awe. It makes me want to take her right there."Richard," Georgina whispers. "It's..."I smile as she takes in the beach. It's the same place we slept together that last time, before the little fantasy world we'd unwittingly built shattered beneath our feet. I remembered how she loved this place, how she stripped down and dove boldly into the moonlight waves, leaving me to follow. When I think of that night, I realize what a fool I am.How could I not have known that I was in love with her then? How could I not have known that she was in love with me?I've always been the master of my own sea. But I'm grateful, endlessly, impossibly grateful, that I did not have control over Georgina, or over what happened after I sent her from the island. I'd told myself for decades that I didn't want to be a father. That I
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Billionaire's Baby Project Epilogue - Norman.
The weeks passed, and after confirmation from the doctor, they set to work decorating one of the rooms into a nursery. They went for neutral colors and gave Logan free rein to help them decorate. He had an artistic eye, and Norman loved seeing the boy come out of his shell. During the decorating of the nursery, it sank in that he was going to have a baby.They were going to have a tiny little life in their hands. It wasn't about being a father, or for Sasha a mother, as they already felt that way for Logan. He'd spoken with Sasha about it, and she had the same thoughts and fears as he did.Norman knew he hadn't made a mistake with Sasha. Not only did he love her, but she was a fantastic mom, and she knew exactly what to say and do to help Logan along the way. Therewere moments, late at night, where he'd still have nightmares.She never once shouted at him. Instead, she'd nurture him, and love him.Once the nursery was complete, they went shopping, letting Logan pick some of the stuff
Billionaire's Baby Project Sasha
Two weeks after purchasing the house, they had Logan officially adopted. Norman took as much time away from the office as he could. Sasha went to the office between school hours, completing his work for him. He didn't want her to hire anyone else. Another two weeks after they had Logan, their house was available, and they moved in on that weekend. Her parents came to help as much as they could.They looked after Logan while she and Norman organized movers. They had her mother's slow-cooked pulled pork for dinner rather than have takeout.For an entire weekend, they got the house exactly as they wanted, starting with the bedrooms, and bathroom. Time seemed to move quickly but smoothly where life just played out.Logan came out of his shell, and completely animated their lives. She loved him like he was her own son. He talked constantly about what he loved, which bands he enjoyed listening to. It was fun getting to find out what food he liked as well. He didn't like broccoli, which was
Billionaire's Baby Project Norman
Norman watched as Sasha kissed Logan's cheek, wrapping him up in his new jacket. Each time they brought him back to the foster home, the harder it was to leave him behind.There had been a snag with the adoption, but Shannon was dealing with it.There had to be an assessment done on Logan to make sure he wanted to live with them.Their backgrounds had come back fine, and Shannon assured him it was just down to paperwork. One department needing to talk to another, and rather than phone calls, they had to do it in paper. He was used to problems like this.Logan threw his arms around Sasha, holding her close.She was so beautiful, and she took his breath away. They had been together for a little over a month now. A month of being married, and he loved her ever more.Shannon nodded at him, taking hold of Logan's hand as Sasha came back to him."I hate this. I hate leaving him.""We'll have him soon. I've already got my lawyers working on speeding up the process." He handed her some leafle
Billionaire's Baby Project Sasha
Sasha watched as Norman spoke with his clients. It had been a week since he'd asked her about Logan. Things were moving slowly with Logan, but Shannon was reassured that they would be able to have him by next week. Until then, they both went and visited, getting Logan used to them.The boys with Logan weren't angry or upset that he was coming home with them. In fact, they were damn happy. She was shocked by the love the boys showed Logan, and she was proud.The workplace gossip had died down now. No one was whispering behind their hands, looking at them, and laughing. It was the laughter she'd hated more than anything. Norman wouldn't let them hide their relationship anymore, and for that she was glad. She'd never enjoyed hiding that part of herself, and it never felt natural for her to."Here you go," Lottie said, interrupting her."So sorry, I was away in a different land there," she said, taking the mail from her."Marriage must really suit you.""Why do you say that?""You're pract
Billionaire's Baby Project Norman
"Norman, this is my mom and dad, Emma and Harold Miller," Sasha said.The two people were a lot older than Norman imagined, but he saw that they were loving, caring people. The kindness in their eyes showed through. While he'd been participating in this yearly event of torture, "taste the food", he'd noticed her parents arrive. The care they gave to each child was something he admired."Hello, it's great to meet you," he said."It's about damn time we met you. Been married for what? A month or so, and we're only getting to meet you now. It's a disgrace.""Dad, stop it," Sasha said, chuckling. "We've been busy, and we both know you'd have needed to calm down before you could even accept him into your life.""Yeah, well, a father is still allowed to be ... annoyed."Norman smiled as he noticed Harold hesitated before saying something, making sure kids didn't hear any cussing words.According to Shannon, the event was a roaring success. Norman would double, maybe even triple, his donatio
Billionaire's Baby Project Sasha
That Saturday, Sasha stayed beside Norman, holding onto his arm as they were surrounded by congratulations. She didn't miss the questioning looks that some were throwing their way. There was no mistaking their confused thoughts. They were all wondering why he was with her.Norman, though, he was so different. The kids from over ten different foster homes in the area had turned up at the school for a day of fun. Every year Norman would donate money to the school so that he could host these events. The previous four years she had stayed in the background, playing her part but never really getting too close.This year was different. Norman grabbed her arm, holding up their hands, and announcing to the whole event that they were husband and wife. He didn't address anyone but the kids."Kids, listen up. Something is a little different this year. You see this beautiful lady by my side?""She's your PA," one kid said."Now she's my wife. Sasha accepted my proposal.""Does that mean you're in
Billionaire's Baby Project Norman
Later that night, Norman was waiting for Sasha to finish in the shower. He would join her, but he had plans with her, and he intended to carry them out. After he'd escorted her to the human resources department for the two of them to change their marital status, and also her name, his building was humming with gossip.Martha and Lottie took the time to stop by her desk to ask about the details of what was going on. When she had looked toward him, he'd gone to help her, letting them know that they couldn't stop love.Norman stared at his reflection in one of the mirrors, and then stared down at his wedding band.Love.He'd never felt it before in his life. The people in his world didn't deserve love, and he didn't really believe in it either. At least, he hadn't.No, he didn't love Sasha.Love was just an element of control that people used.He believed in sex.Sasha came out of the bathroom dressed in a towel."Why did you take my nightshirt?""Why would I want you dressed?" He ran hi
Billionaire's Baby Project Sasha
"Please tell me he's a meat eater?" her mother, Emma, asked."Yes, Norman likes meat."Sasha sat outside of the office building, eating a sandwich. Norman was on a very important conference call. She made sure he had some lunch and decided to eat hers outside on one of the walls, watching the hustle and bustle of the city life go by."Good, good. I have no problem with people being vegetarian, or whatever they want to call it. Just not for me. A meal is not a meal without some meat.""There are a lot of people who will disagree. I like vegetarian food. You should make the lasagna. Amazing."She heard her mother's scoff. "Can you imagine me feeding Harold a vegetarian lasagna?""Nope. Dad wouldn't talk to you for weeks.""Now that you say that, I may just make it for him."Sasha started laughing. Her mother and father loved each other very much. "How much does he know of... my arrangement?""He knows everything, sweetie. You know I don't keep things like that from your father."Sasha g
Billionaire's Baby Project Norman
One glorious week had passed. Norman stared out of his office window, and couldn't keep the smile from his face. He was married, and slowly, he was moving Sasha into his place. Their wedding hadn't been a big deal.No white dress, no flowers, no guests. Like Sasha wanted, they'd gone down to the courtrooms during a break, and simply gotten married, signed the paperwork, sealed it all up, and he'd placed a ring on her finger. It had to be one of the coldest moments of his life. Then he recalled Sasha's smile, and nothing had been cold about that day. They all had to make sacrifices, and she was giving up her life to be with him.There had been a few minor setbacks. She didn't want anyone to know that he was married in the office, so the ring he wore was around his neck attached to a necklace. Sasha wouldn't wear her ring either, which pissed him the fuck off.She belonged to him. They were in the process of making a baby together, and they were husband and wife. It would only be a matt
