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FORTY THREE – HATRED AND PLEASURE
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Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FORTY FOUR – DORCHESTER (DUTCH)
MIRAThe densely tinted glass of the car makes it almost impossible to get a full view of the child, but from every indication, he's male.I turn to Mason, stunned at the look of warmth in his eyes, and the wide smile that curves his lips. I have never seen him look this…happy about meeting someone. I have never seen him this happy. Period.A thought crosses my mind and I pause. Could Mason have a child I do not know about? From an ex wife or a mistress maybe? Now that I think about it, what do I really know about Mason Lachlan? He knows every single thing about me, except my past story, but all I know is that he's New York City's most dangerous billionaire."Mr Lachlan…" Before I can ask any questions, Mason pulls open the door and gets out of the car. I remain in my seat, confused as hell.Within seconds, my door is pulled open and I look up into his cold eyes once again. Those eyes will never brim with warmth for me.I should be happy. Emphasis on "should".After I just sit ther
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FORTY FIVE – A CHANGED MASON?
MIRAMason's kiss leaves me oddly breathless, and craving for more.My core hasn't stopped throbbing, and my thighs ache with the need to wrap then around his strong, muscled body. I fly to the bathroom, hurriedly taking off my clothes and sinking into the large, French tub. The hot water sluices over my skin, and I moan with pleasure.I lather with the Jasmine scented soap absently, imagining the wickedly hot things Mason Lachlan might do to me when he finally arrives. Will he eat me out while I come until I have nothing left to give like the last time? Will he thrust those expert, blunt fingers straight through my G-spot? Will he spank my arse until it glows a decadent red, and all I feel are delicious, pin pricks of pleasure in my core, while my pain fades into distant memory?Will he bend me over one of the marble sinks while his hot, hard cock pounds into me over and over again?Mason and I haven't actually had sex yet, and I am relieved. But at the same time, I'm beginning to
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FORTY SIX – DIRTY PLEASURES
MIRAI cannot breatheI try to flip to my side, struggling to draw in much needed air, but a hot blanket falls over my stomach, keeping me in place.I freeze, panic searing my veins as my eyes fly open. I turn my head to the side and my eyes meet the sharp lines of a devilishly handsome face. I breathe a sigh of relief. Mason.I think I've got a few precious minutes before that cold gaze comes to life, so I use it to study him.Staring at him, I realise that "handsome" is indeed an understatement. His well chiseled jaw, perfect nose and perfectly shaped brows makes Adonis, the Greek god, sound like a bad joke.This is one man Vanessa would call God's gift to womankind. Even in sleep, he looks so…intense. He probably signs business contracts and yells at me in his dreams. I almost giggle at the thought.He makes a deep groaning sound and my pulse leaps in surprise. His head moves and a lock of dark hair falls over his forehead. I hold my breath, waiting for him to settle down.When h
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FORTY SEVEN – SURPRISE AND SHOCK
MIRATo my surprise, Mason cleans me thoroughly with a bath cloth, then gives me a refreshing, full bath in the bathtub, before leaving the room without a word.Thelma comes in a moment later to announce I will be having breakfast downstairs this morning.I must say, I'm shocked. Mason had a change of mind? Oh well, I do not particularly care, so long as I do not get to eat all by myself up here.I hurriedly dress up, afraid to keep everyone waiting. I plan to do a little light exploring today, so I wear very short shorts and a mid riff exposing crop top.My choice of clothes is partly to tempt Mason, more than it is for exploration. My subconscious tells me that I'm playing with fire, but I have never been known to shy away from flames. I rush downstairs. Voices filter into the hall as I descend the slightly curved, grand stairs. Male voices. I take one look at my shorts and immediately have a rethink. If Mason has guests, I do not think it would be wise to trigger him by appearing
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FORTY EIGHT – GUT WRENCHING PAIN.
MIRAThe silence in the room is almost deafening. Mason hasn't moved an inch from his position since the strange encounter with Devon. His back is still to me. His body visibly vibrates with anger, or tension…or both.Never one to keep silent for too long, I heave a breath. Here goes."First, I find out you have a nephew. Then I find out you have a brother. Are there any other family members out there?"His fingers clench into fists, and my heart begins a dull thud against my chest."Shut the fuck up, Mira." He growls.I clamp my mouth shut immediately. Best not to aggravate him. I'm already in a shitload of trouble.After what feels like an eternity and Mason still remains in place, I begin to get restless…and antsy."I know I've fucked up, big time." I begin slowly. " What's my punishment going to be?"In a flash, Mason appears in front of me. He grabs both my arms so tight, I wince, then proceeds to shake me until my teeth rattle."What exactly do you not understand by shut up, wom
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FORTY NINE – TEMPORARY ESCAPE
MIRAMason's words hit me with the force of a tow truck. Suddenly, I feel cold. I wrap my arms tight around myself, trying to fight the numbing cold that settles deep in my bones.How the hell did water get on the stairs anyways? Who was responsible for it? Why would Mason blame me?Anyone could be responsible. Thelma, the guards, Devon…anyone. But this can only mean one thing. It is either the water was an accident, or a perfectly orchestrated plan. And my mind is dangerously tilting towards the later option.The room where Dorchester is being attended to isn't sound proof, so I can hear his pained cries as the doctor tries to work on him. My heart twists and turns in my chest. Poor baby.Mason's fiery, enraged eyes flashes through my subconscious. Oh, Lord, please let the little boy be okay. Mason isn't ready to listen to anything I say. I can only imagine what he would to me if Dutch's situation gets worse.When my poor heart can no longer stand Dutch's whimpering, I suddenly feel
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY – FINDING HIS WOMAN
MASON"What do you mean by she disappeared?" I grip the edges of my desk as I shoot Agent Morris a glare, trying to contain the rage that burns in my veins.He lowers his head, looking ashamed for the first time since I have ever known him."I left her in the gardens earlier to restructure the CCTV footages. When I came back, she was gone."I feel lethal, venomous anger try to crawl its way up my throat, so I sit back down in my chair, using my table as a cage. If I act out now, I could regret it later."You had one job." I begin, my voice portraying a calmness I do not feel, "one fucking job. You were supposed to shadow a god-damned female for chrissakes. And you failed."Agent Morris quickly adds," I have my men scouting the savannah for her, sir. She will be found in no time. I assure you."In a flash, and a blind burst of rage, I lift the heavy, ceramic penholder on my table and fling it in his direction.His fast reflexes save him. The penholder shatters on the wall, and falls
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY ONE – CARING FOR HIS WOMAN
MASONMy driver speeds down the savannah like there's fire on his trail. In a few moments, the gates of the mansion come into view.Mira hasn't said anything else, but her shivers have gotten violent. The rain pours with a vengeance now. Everything is drab and gray, just like my mood.I look down to find her delicate face squeezed in a grimace, her teeth chattering, and my heart suffers a blow.I have definitely gone too far this time. Fuck!The gates open on their own, and the car finally skids to a stop. Agent Morris steps down quickly, running over to hold an umbrella over our heads. We are led into the mansion and I make quick work for the rooms."Call the doctor." I order sharply. "He should be here in the next five minutes, or he'll lose his god-damned job."" On it, sir" Agent Morris says, already whipping out his phone.Mira holds on to me monkey style, both her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, seeking my warmth. Without thinking, I lean down and kiss the top of her head.
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Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. SIXTY – AN ORGASM FOR THE FIRST DAY
MIRA “Wake up, princess. It’s getting late.” I blink sleepily, smiling to myself when I catch a whiff of heavenly smelling cologne. With my eyes still firmly shut, I reach out to the source of the delicious scent and my arms instantly come in contact with broad, cloth covered shoulders. With a determined tug, I pull the shoulders closer to myself and it lands against me with a soft thud, then I proceed to sink my face into the neck of the owner of the shoulder and get a better whiff of that addictive scent. “Mmm… you smell so good.” I feel soft, warm lips against my cheek. “Thank you, baby.” That jolts me out of my sleepy state. I open my eyes and I’m immediately assailed by piercing gray eyes. I blink up at him for a second. “Good morning, baby girl.” He whispers. I swallow. “Good morning.” I feel every part of my body tense up, mostly because I believe I have an early morning arousal and the world’s most handsome man is lying almost fully against me. I try to move awa
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY NINE –PAINFUL REALIZATIONS
MASONI should be holding Mira right now. I should be reassuring her of my unlimited devotion. But her confessions earlier struck a chord deep in my heart."Fuck!" I curse into the empty office.Unable to keep sitting still, I walk to the mini wet bar and pour myself a glass of my favourite Cognac. I tip the shot glass and down the contents in one gulp. The sharp burn does nothing to lessen the pain inside of me. It does nothing to quench the fire that burns so desperately for one green eyed, stubborn-as-fuck female.I slam the shot glass on the counter to stop myself from throwing it against the wall.Mira wouldn't want to stay with me unless I admit that I'm in love with her. Am I in love with Mira?The sudden realization has me freezing in my tracks. It hits me out of nowhere, numbing my senses.I walk back to my chair and sink into it. It is either that or fall flat on my face. I've always seen myself as incapable of love or anything related to the term. Turns out, the little
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY EIGHT – PLEASURE AND PAIN
MIRAMason and I fall into each other in a tangled heat of fused mouths and moving hands. He picks me from the bathtub and I hold on to him, enjoying the delicious slide of his wet body against mine.“Wrap your legs around me, baby.” He whispers urgently against my lips, and I comply. He grabs my arse, his fingers digging into the soft skin. The combination of pain and pleasure almost leaves me reeling.My core is already slick and dripping from arousal. My entire body feels like I’ve been set alight with a flaming torch.Mason pins me atop one of the counters in the bathroom. He spreads my legs and steps between them. His hot, hard, throbbing erection brushes against the swollen nub of my clit and I throw my head back, a slight whimper escaping my lips.“Mason. Mason please…”He runs his hot lips over the skin of my neck.“Please what, baby? What do you want?” He whispers against me. “Whatever you want is yours. Whatever you want, baby girl.”“Touch me. Touch me, please.” My voice is
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY SEVEN – MISUNDERSTOOD CONFESSIONS
MIRA“Bathe with me.” He says confidently like he hasn’t just made a declaration that has my heart spilt all over his thousand dollar shirt.All traces of sleep departs from me and I stare at him, transfixed. He looks serious. Dead serious.“Is…is this still part of the challenge? Getting me to fall in love with you, I mean.” Because if it is, unfortunately for me, that ship has long sailed. I need to know where all this is coming from.For a moment, Mason says nothing. He simply stares at me, those stormy grays causing havoc to my raging nerves.“Do I look like I’m joking, little flower? Challenge aside, I’ve decided that I want you. I need you with me every single fucking moment.” My breath hitches. “You’re not there for five seconds and I suddenly can’t breathe properly. I remember that whatever is going on here is temporary and I want to smash something against the wall.” He pauses, his chest heaving rapidly. I have never seen him so…worked up. “ I think I’m obsessed with you, Mi
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY SIX – WORRY AND LOVE
MIRAIt’s eight o’clock and Mason still isn’t back. I left Vanessa’s a while ago after spending enough quality time with my sister and promising to come back. Actually, Darth came up and declared in his usual quiet, lethal manner that the boss wanted me back home. I would have defied him and stayed back, but I want to get this tuition issue out of the way once and for all.That was seven o’clock, almost an hour ago. Now, I sit in the main room and stare unseeingly at the beautiful mini aquarium, worrying myself to death. I started calling him thirty minutes ago. So far, he hasn’t answered any of my calls. Neither has he returned them. He said he was going after those who hurt me. What if they hurt him? My heart squeezes at the thought of him probably lying broken and hurt somewhere with no means of getting help, and I call his phone over and over again. It keeps going to voice mail. I throw the stupid thing against the wall, watching it crack open and fall to the ground with a sick
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY FIVE
MASONMira and I have been back to civilization for all of three days and I already want to load her up and take her back. I admit that our little vacation time together was…positively enlightening, but I never wanted it to end. Sadly, the real world was calling. I had to come back and make plans, put things in place.Mira trusts me to take revenge on everyone who hurt her in the past, and that is exactly what I’m going to do. I haven’t told her about our little encounter when she was fucking nineteen years old. The very thought of telling her makes my insides turn to ice.She might run. She might want to leave me. I won’t let her. Losing Mira would destroy me. I never counted on wanting a woman so much, not seeing or hearing from her for up to an hour would make me itch, but Mira changed…everything. So if keeping this little secret from her for the meantime would guarantee that she stays with me a little longer, that is exactly what I’m going to do.“What’s the plan?” I turn my
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY FOUR – IN LOVE, OUT OF LOVE
MASON Mira might seem a little dazed, a little confused even, but I meant what I said. I protect her now. Her care is my responsibility. I know everything might go to shit later when she finds out that my uncle is in fact Escobar Scuderi and I’m the nephew she was “given to,” but when that time comes, I will be ready. She may have an anger fit, she might cry, she might even throw things at me. But even then, I’m not letting her go anywhere. She’s stuck with me for life now, even if I have to force a ring on that finger to prove it. I freeze as that thought flits through my mind, but the thought of Mira in my house, legally mine with my ring on her finger to prove it leaves me hot…and hard. I want to bind her to me in every possible way. I don’t really care if she accepts it as first. In the long run, she will come to understand that there won’t ever be another man in her life except me. As it should be. When I saw Mira for the first time at Le Delegharo, it felt like I was being p
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY THREE– IN HIS ARMS
MIRAYou know that point in your life when it feels like you have absolutely no idea which path you're headed?That part where you feel like you had everything all figured out and suddenly, the way you chose doesn't feel like the right way anymore and you're all toggled up with confusion? That is exactly how I feel right now.Mason's eyes spark with conviction and something else, an emotion I have seen one two many times in those gray depths…determination. "I'm the one who owes you not the other way round, Mason."One of his perfectly shaped brows shoot up."And what exactly do you feel you owe me, Miss Fernandez? Sex? Mistress duties?"Okay, now I'm confused. I lift my chin, my gaze equally tinged with determination."I'm sorry, did I perhaps miss the memo? Isn't that exactly why I'm here?"Mason stares down at me for a while. An emotion that feels too dangerously close to indecision flits in his gaze."I don't want you to just be my mistress anymore."I freeze." What?"He rolls off
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. FIFTY TWO – TENDER CARE
MASONAfter two, or was it three more rounds of hard sex, Mason and I finally find ourselves back in the bathroom where he gives me soothing, refreshing bath. He literally scrubs me clean.When we’re both squeaky clean, Mason pins me beneath him on the bed. My legs are completely entangled with his. There’s absolutely no escaping him.”I like you like this.” He murmurs, running a thumb over my cheeks.”Oh? Like what?””Naked in my bed. Completely mine.”My pulse spikes and my heart begins to burn with a warm glow. Calm down, stupid heart.”I’m not utterly yours, Mason.” I challenge.His eyes equally spark with a dangerous, gray gleam.”Want me to show you all over again?” He asks, running his fingers over my thighs suggestively.”Are you joking?”His face is a perfect mask of seriousness,”Do you think I’m joking?”My mouth falls open and for a few seconds, I’m not able to utter a single word.”We just had…sex a couple minutes ago. I’m incredibly sore.” I point out incredulously.His
