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Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. TWENTY THREE – HEART FELT CONFESSIONS
MIRAI lie on the bed, trying not to drown myself in self pity, when a startling realisation dawns on me. I shoot into a sitting position, my hair flying all over the place.Mason came in me like a thousand times. And he did not use protection any of those times.I fist the soft duvet, trying not to scream my lungs out. Did he do it on purpose? Fuck! I was so consumed in sexual madness, I didn't even remember to tell him to put a sock on it. My mind drifts to how I almost missed the doctor's appointment to get my shot last week and anger simmers in my veins. If I wasn't protected, I could've gotten pregnant. But that isn't the only problem. I could have easily used a hundred sexual partners to forget about Mason over the past year, but my stupid heart refused to go along with it. Mason on the other hand didn't have any qualms with sleeping with thousands of women after I left.I could be infected with some communicable sexual disease, or worse! I sit on the bed, trying to calm my fr
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. TWENTY FOUR – HEART SHATTERING DISCOVERIES
MASON I've had a really shitty afternoon. After my sappy conversation with Mira earlier, I left the hotel to clear my mind, and ended up at the store. Right now, I'm sitting in a chair in a corner, watching the men I hired try to return the store to its former position. The casino props have been removed, and the shelves are being reinstalled. I have absolutely no idea why I told Mira that I haven't been with anyone since she left. I never planned on telling her, but this just proves my theory that this woman affects me in more ways than I can explain.I want to keep her, not just for one year, but for a really long time, until I scratch this unbearable itch of wanting to touch her every damned second of the day. I wouldn't say I didn't have the urge to have sex while Mira was on the run. I did actually, everytime her beautiful eyes crossed my mind, which was almost every second of the day. Once in a while, I invited women who met my standards to my room, but I just couldn't go on
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. TWENTY FIVE – HOT TRAILS
MASON"Sir, the attackers have been restrained by the police…well, some of them. Most of them got away with choppers and escape cars. The Chief of Police would love to speak with you."Darth is standing just behind me, but it feels like he's millions of miles away. His voice is a small, annoying buzz in my mind, trying to distract my focused stare on Mira's pale face. Perhaps if I stare at her long enough, she'll wake up. That trick did not work for me when I was eleven and my mother was bleeding and dying. I feel my chest squeeze at the thought that it might not work for me now."Sir, the doctor advised compulsory bed rest for Miss Fernandez. If you will just…"I turn cold eyes on him and his mouth snaps shut. Who the hell does he think he is to tell me to stay away from my woman? Even a river of hot, burning lava will never keep me away."The Chief of Police is waiting." Darth says, head bowed. I run a palm over my face, trying to organize my thoughts. So much has happened within
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. TWENTY SIX – FIVE YEARS
MASON"Darth, ready the men and fast cars. I've got fools to track.""Yes, sir. Immediately."Darth leaves to carry out my order, while I sit at my table, trying not to throw things. My therapist said breathing exercises can curb the need to smash the nearest object against the wall when I'm angry, but I don't feel like carrying out any bloody breathing exercises right now.Blood roars through my veins and I get to my feet, unable to sit still. It's six pm. Manora's shift must have been over by now. Meaning she's preparing for the meeting that could get my woman and I killed. Seeing no other means to channel my anger, I slam my fists into the drywall in front of me. The plaster does not explode, evidence of quality building work, and the pain that shoots up my arm does not do anything to quell the anger slowly simmering inside me either.Cancer. Fucking cancer.I know deep down that I haven't fully processed the fact that if I hadn't found her on time, Mira's situation could've gotte
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. TWENTY SEVEN – FACING REPERCUSSIONS
MIRAGod, it's hot.My skin feels like it is being peeled off, and hot lava is poured between it instead. I try to open my eyes, but my eyelids are gummed together. I try to speak, but it feels like my vocal cords have been unplugged. Seeing no other option, I scream and scream in my head.Wake up, Mira. Wake up! My subconscious yells. But my traitorous body refuses to obey. Exhausted, I quietly slip back into the shadows, haunted by the coldest gray eyes I have ever seen.***MASONI pace the master bedroom, chancing glances to see if Mira has woken up, and listening to Darth on the cellphone as well. Her shivering stopped a short while ago. Her blood pressure has been stabilized, and she's breathing properly again. Even I cannot deny the relief that swelled in my chest when the doctors proclaimed her stable. I guess my mental victory talks worked after all."Sir, I'm afraid I have bad news."My fingers tighten over the sleek cellphone," I'm listening."" Manora is dead.""What?"
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. TWENTY EIGHT – THE PAST
MIRATHE PAST"Move along. Do not waste my time." I ignore the pain in my shoulder and thighs as Cody urges me towards the great doors. When he goes on to open the doors instead of turning into the hall, I give him a wide eyed look."Where are we going?" We are never allowed outside of the brothel during working hours. Ever. Cody turns in my direction, his lips twisting in an ugly sneer,"Do as I say and stop with the questions."I snap my mouth shut after that. I don't know why, but goosebumps rise on my skin, and my stomach tightens with dread. Today's test is on resilience. I hope it isn't one that breaks me. A tinted car comes to a stop before us and Cody pulls open the back door and pushes me inside. I land roughly on my knees, a curse of pain escaping my lips. I hear the bastard's mocking laugh before he closes the door, leaving me with the stone faced driver. I scramble to my knees and sit on the car seat."Um…hi. Where are we going, please?"Just then the passenger door is
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. TWENTY NINE – A VULNERABLE BILLIONARE
MIRAI stare down at Mason, my heart beating a mile per second at the venomous anger that spits from his gray depths. "How did you know about that?" I whisper. His lips tighten." The doctors thought you had cancer. Fucking cancer, Mira." He growls.I look away. I cannot stand his judging gaze."Are you going to be a complete coward? Or are you going to tell me what the hell happened to you?"I take a deep breath, taking the easy way out. I look him dead in the eye and lift my chin,"Well, I was feeling suffocated so I decided to take a walk outside. A second later, I heard gunshots and someone threw me to the ground. That's all I remember."Mason shakes his head in disbelief, and I bite my lower lip to numb the pain I feel at the disappointment in his gaze."I never pegged you for a coward, Mira. You sure as hell know that is not what I asked."Unable to stand our close proximity anymore, I make to move. Mason clamps his arm around my waist, keeping me in place. My eyes snap to his,
Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession. THIRTY – A BET WITH THE DEVIL
MIRAI lie on the bed, simmering with anger and jealouy. Nope, I'm not jealous – definitely not jealous, while Mason has a conversation on only God knows what with that bitch, Halloway. One minute his fingers were driving me crazy, and the next, he goes on to answer the call of that crazy bat. Well, she's not a bat, but still. Gah!Unable to contain my fury anymore, I struggle off the bed, ignoring my aching limbs, and walk to him. He's faced away from me, but when I get within three soundless steps of him, he whirls in my direction, and I freeze. I can sense if Mason is in the same room with me, even without seeing him. Call me a psychic weirdo, but I just can. Can he sense me, too?He holds the phone away from his ear, his eyes narrowed over my frame,"What the hell are you doing out of bed?" He asks with a voice like thunder.I swallow the need to run back to the bed like a reprimanded kitten and lift my chin insread."I would love to talk to my sisters now, please.""No. Get back
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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
