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Billionaire's Hate Game 32- I kissed my boss
Liana Moore _____The sad part of all my life tale was not what I experienced, it was to have had no shoulder to lean on when I was at my lowest.But now here he was, Oliver Castillo Ross.He was just behind me with his hands wrapped around me. And that moment, my whole life flashed before my eyes. Everything led to a simple question, why have I never gotten anyone to just hold me so well like I mattered? The tears I always tried to hold were slowly welling up at the surface of my eyes. My burning chest always caught me wanting to rub it and comfort myself. I lifted my hand to my chest. The pain was unbearable. I bit my lip so hard to control the sobs, but I couldn't. I wished he could just stay like that and not see the tears flowing. But he sadly unwrapped his hands off me, resting them on my shoulders.Then he moved slowly in front of me. Once he fully faced me, I shook my head. "I'm not crying." I smiled which came painful. "I'm not crying," I repeated in a fading voice.He sile
Billionaire's Hate Game 33-to taint her
Oliver Castillo ______ I took exaggerated steps towards her. To confirm my assumption that she was nervous around me, she also took steps backward. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions. I could see worry lingering in them, then the dark coat of desire. She made me wonder what was going through her mind. She was wearing a black official skirt which was slightly above her knees. That was matched with an orange blouse that matched the color of her flat closed shoes. Her hair, as always, was held in a high bun, and at that moment, I desired to do a lot to her, like to see her hair falling on her shoulders.The prey got to her end road, I loved how she knew she was caged. The gasp, and the way her hands fell on the table where her butt collided. She was wrong if she thought I would leave her alone. There were things I wanted to confirm. Things like why she was so fucking good at kissing, like why she would melt with one touch and especially to know if she was touched. Yes, maybe I
Billionaire's Hate Game 34-sinfully sweet
Liana Moore ____ It had been two days since the incident in the office. I found all ways possible to avoid my boss because we were doing things that were deemed sinful. I just wondered why they were sinfully sweet.The ways his finger opened my walls, penetrating the depths of a place I had never seen, was just fucking delicious. Then the look he gave as if he wanted me to know he was also loving it just the way I was.When I was on edge, I held it, shivering in his hold. Scared I would make him dirty with my juices. But he forced me to pour everything on him. He made me feel like he loved it that way.It was getting out of hand, after learning he was the one who kissed me in the pool, I had been wanting more of him, more than I was supposed to want. And for the sake of my dignity, I was waking up earlier to go look for a place to move, then I would leave work and run off.My haunt for the house was a total failure. I had found another it turned out that the owner was no longer rent
Billionaire's Hate Game 35- away together
Liana Moore _____ "We are going to LA?" I couldn't help but ask because it was so sudden to travel after what had happened. As if it wasn't even more shocking, Oliver was already driving off, looking all determined. He didn't care to glance at me. "Do you have a problem with that?"Of course, I did, as a matter of fact, it was the weekend, meaning I wasn't working and he had no right to treat me as if I was at work. And for the fact that he just found it necessary to take me with him without caring to alert me in advance, I considered that disrespectful.Okay, fuck that, Mister Ross just woke up."Your father just woke up, Oliver." I noticed how the grip on the wheel tightened as though he would pull it out. If given a chance, I could have taken my words back. But that seemed to be too late because he suddenly pulled over. I stared around in haze then back to him. The way he was raging could have caused the car to blast. "Get out." He gritted. His voice was low but cold. He clenc
Billionaire's Hate Game 36-desiring her
Oliver Castillo ______I wanted to disappear into thin air. Somewhere where my name was to be forgotten. The feeling wasn't new, I felt it again years back, but this time, it was strong and fresh. I desired to be away from anyone considered to be a family, maybe that way, I could forget who I was again.I managed to cut Mum off. It was rare for her to call me. She was busy with another rich man, enjoying life and forgetting she has a son. That's what I wanted because none of my parents brought happiness to me.A wave of buried anger resurfaced when I saw Dad looking at me like he cared. He gave the look I saw during Clara's burial. It looked more pitiful, which was all some batch of bullshit.I wanted to jump on him and force all the little information I wanted to hear out of him. Why he moved on so quickly, why Clara's death was something to forget so easily, why 'everything'But I realized I couldn't even stand talking to him. I had parked the car along the road when I noticed tha
Billionaire's Hate Game 37-sweet moans
Oliver Castillo _____ Liana let out a flimsy exhale when I strode to her. She didn't move an inch but I could see she was stunned.She kept her chestnut eyes on mine as I approached her. She was not scared I was to take what we did not know too far. I even did not know what I had with her, all I knew was that she was driving me insane.I towered over her small figure. My fingers itched to touch her beautiful hair, and then claim her sweet lips into their obedience."You can walk away if you don't want," I whispered to her, her scent finally entering my nasal cavity, she smelt so pure. "If you let me touch you, I won't think again." I continued. Every part that was craving her was against those words. I could even die if she dared to leave. But she did not, she instead bit her lower lip, letting her white set of teeth appear. I lifted my hand to her cheek, one touch, and some warmth showered over my whole being. Her skin was so tender and warm like a morning sun. I gently caressed
Billionaire's Hate Game 38-not a game
Oliver Castillo _____ I watched her feel. Her body squirmed in response to every sinful deed I offered. Then the overlapping symphonies of her sweet moans. She was good at delivering to me what I needed from her, and then I tasted her.She was like a rare wine in the collection, one that I would offer anything to taste over and over. I watched her mellow after she reached her orgasm. The emotions that whirled in her eyes like a fucking hurricane, made it clear that she had never felt something like that.Once she released her delicious juices, her body suddenly relaxed and her heavy-lidded eyes blinked to a slumber. I hauled her to a good position on the bed and covered her. I also slid in and pulled her to me, holding her as she let out some silent snores.She was in my arms, Liana, the girl my hands itched to hurt was now the girl I wanted to protect and keep to myself. I was dying to make things right between us, erase every sad moment I induced on her and make her see just ho
Billionaire's Hate Game 39- amazing in white
Liana Moore ____ The truth about life is that it will never be perfect. People are not perfect in any aspect. I might have made a rushed decision about Oliver and me, but I was taking care of my heart. I taught myself to learn ways I could avoid anything that would lead to the pain I experienced years back.Committing myself to a relationship was like digging a grave for myself. All the men I ever let in my heart left a bleeding wound in me. And my heart was like a flower, it would wither and die. It almost died, but I picked some pieces and guarded myself.I admit I developed feelings for Oliver, but considering who he was, I was trying to give my heart to be broken again.So we ended things back in LA and I was glad he understood. We were back to work, actually, two days were gone already. After a simple knock on Oliver's office door, he answered. I opened the door and walked in holding a cup of coffee he had asked. I placed it on the table, next to the laptop he was busy worki
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Billionaire's Hate Game Epilogue
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Billionaire's Hate Game 65|wedding plans
Oliver_____The office door opened even before I answered. The grinning face of Leo showed first, followed by Liam whose face remained on his phone. I pushed the laptop off me and leaned against the back seat as I watched them take their seats.“I don't appreciate the way you treat us,” Leo complained. “What are we, robots?”I smirked. “I did something?” I asked as I rubbed my chin. They looked weary, something I did not mention.“Tomorrow is the wedding,” Liam asked. “And you told us this morning?”I nodded. “Thank God I did not forget to tell you.”Leo rolled his eyes. “You are an asshole.” He lamented. “What changed?”“What changed where?” I questioned as I rested my elbows on the table. “Nothing changed, you need to prepare to be there. I need the rings. That's the only remaining thing.”“Dude!” Jason did not look pleased. “What is this, a morning walk or something? Enlighten us, venue, dress code, guests, everything. We need to do all that.”I waved. “It's all done. Nothing to d
Billionaire's Hate Game 64|a surprise
Liana Moore____My eyes remained on the mirror with Oliver standing behind me. He was busy drying my hair after we had a long warm shower where we did a lot of naughty things. I could feel his fullness in me, stretching my hole and filling me while I stood against the shower wall. His kisses all over my skin, the parts of me where his lips met were left burning with immense desires.He knew how to handle me, he loved handling my body, worshiping every inch of my skin. And I loved it all, my body allowed him in.“What?” I asked when I noticed he was gazing at me a lot.A warm smile settled on his lips. “Nothing. I just love how you trust me with your hair.”My brows pulled together. “Now I am scared.” He laughed, God, even his laughter was so cute. “Oliver!” I wore a serious look though I felt like joining him in laughing. “I remembered doing this to Clara, and I ended up burning her.” I suddenly jerked and stepped away. Leaving him as he laughed. I could never trust him again now.
Billionaire's Hate Game 63|happiness
Liana Moore____3 weeks laterI won the case. I watched Mum get dragged by the police for the murder of her husband. I couldn't imagine how one could be so evil to poison their husband so they could own a family business. But her husband wasn't to worry, like to realize they schemed my parent's death. “You wicked daughter, I treated you like my own!” She screamed at me while disappearing. The tears I had been holding threatened to spill but I held them when I saw Timothy walking to me. Fury filled me again. I turned to Oliver who had his hand around my waist. “Let's get out of here,” I whispered but Timothy arrived. My eyes caught Kira leaving. The court had ordered her to leave the mansion and I saw how devastated she was. Lost, angry, confused, alone. She disappeared from the door and I sighed, focusing on Timothy. “Liana—”“Miss Moore,” Oliver said before I did. “She is Miss Moore for you and if you want to talk to her, you know her lawyer.” He declared and turned to me. “Let'
