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Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Twenty Six
He put my palms on the side of the couch asking me to hold them tightly, my breasts stiffening in the cool air. His hands took a desperate tour of them as he settled behind me, the soft brush of his dress pants replaced the bare skin of his thigh and the hardness of him. "Look at me." He almost panted the words his hands palming my ass cheeks, while he bit my shoulder blade. I resisted looking into his eyes, hating the fact that he would see my true emotions if he gazed deeply, and he would know the need thrumming through me. He leaned forward, gathering my hair in his fist and twisting my head to look into his charcoal eyes. My toes curled when he gave me his playful smile. He enjoyed my vulnerability. "It seems my fortune is not all you're after. You crave my attention too. So, here it is. Take it all." I gasped when he dragged his tip against my folds, found my entrance and slid inside in a slow, inch by inch fashion before he shoved his entire length into me, deep. "If I want to i
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I was tired and confused. My husband was being too insatiable and that wasn't the worst part. It was me. I had started losing my identity. Before I was sure what to expect and what not to from our marriage but the thin line between duty and desire was broken and now all I felt was regret. Not the sex part. It was great. I had never felt that amazing about my sexuality before Daniel started seeking my touches like a starved man. I had officially become a good trophy wife that the Rutherford's had invested their fortune on. What troubled me from inside was my growing need to please my husband. It wasn't about the sex anymore. I needed more of his attention. I wanted him to hold me like he held me the other night. I wanted to feel his warmth in my bed every night. I wanted him to kiss me on my lips and take me to dinner dates. I wanted him to introduce me to his friends as his wife and come home to me after work. I wanted all of that and more. My husband however was a riddle. Certainly,
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It wasn't a surprise that everyone in my husband's office knew about me. From the doorman to the rows of employees sitting in the glass cubicles, all of them rose to address my presence and I was all shy to smile at them in appreciation. However, the young lady just outside my husband's cabin didn't seem to be very pleased with my arrival."You can't go inside." She gave me a fake smile, stepping out of her desk and standing in front of me. "He's in the middle of an important meeting, Mrs. Rutherford."I eyed the tainted glass door that separated me from Daniel and the only obstacle was the blonde lady in a too-tight shirt and too-short formal skirt. I would be the worst person to judge her dressing choices but the fact that she was my husband's secretary wasn't helping. I gave her a tight-lipped smile and squared my shoulder with confidence. She didn't need to know I came uninvited."My husband is expecting to see me this afternoon and..." I turned my wrist to affirm the time on my Di
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"You can ask me about her if you want." My husband said as soon as my back hit the cold surface of his office desk. He was right in the action, pushing away the files and whatever was on his desk to the ground. He picked up the receiver, dialed a number, and ran his thumb over my bottom lip as he waited for the answer."Do not let anyone through my door, understood?" His eyes remained on my face as he spoke on the phone. "Yeah, you seem to have failed at your job. Consider this as your final warning. If someone even knocks on the door- you're fired."He tossed the phone on the leather couch and hovered over me in record time. I wondered why I was still sprawled on his desk, like a fucking dish, while the lunch box I brought for him was lying on the coffee table."I don't care. And more so, can you stop touching me, for fucks sake?" My heart was bruised and scarred, yet my legs found themselves around his waist anyway as he dragged my body toward the edge of the desk. At that moment, I
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I was practically in a murder mode the whole day. My husband didn't just make me his mid-day meal but he had set a wild fire in my chest which wouldn't set off. I tried swimming in the pool water, even ran on the treadmill for longer than any of the other days and also took a cold shower. Nothing helped. Shelly's red fiery mane kept popping in my head repeatedly and every scenario led me to picture her kissing my husband, on the mouth, which was something we never did, except for that one time he kissed me for the photo ops. It burnt and the worst part was I didn't want to show my husband that it did. God, I knew I shouldn't feel like I was feeling. That was the fucking rule set by me in the first place. I had been clear from the start that everything between me and Daniel would be purely physical and nothing emotional. Then why was I getting so damn angry picturing him with another woman. Yeah, I knew why. Because he was my husband. Mine. I pulled my hair up in a bun and secured
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Leaving me in a haze of his passionate words, my husband headed into the bathroom. I stayed there, my spine plastered against the door and heart thudding wildly inside my chest. Only when he turned on the shower did I recollect myself. I slipped out of my clothes and into the shirt he dumped on to the floor when he removed it. It still smelled like him and it somehow made me calmer than before. I was brushing my hair when he walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist. His damp hair and defined abs definitely made me drop the brush but I looked away before it did and continued my nightly hair routine. When I set the brush down and turned to face him, he had already pulled on a gray sweatpants which hung low around his hips. Heat crawled over my skin. I brushed the messy tangles of my hair as he moved to one side of our bed, running his hand through his damp hair. "Aren't you hungry?" I placed my brush on the dresser and moved over to my side of the bed. He looked way too tired
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Daniel I woke up with a raging hangover and a hungry belly. The latter wasn't just for food but rather it was for the warm body I was pressured up against. How did I end up here? I remembered my failed attempt to keep my distance from my fortune hunting wife and caved in with her in our bed. Every night I ended up seeking her warmth only made me more desperate to break whatever bond was developing between us. I knew the moment I saw her picture in the bride catalog that once I married the girl, I would be doomed and I did marry the girl my father had chosen for me and I was very nearly doomed. I had conjured up enough reasons to stay away from her. Reasons like she wasn't the girl I had wanted to be my wife, she was a gold digger who took the first chance of selling her body for the life of riches, and the biggest and by far the most upholding reasons that I didn't love her. And I was able to keep all those reasons until she wasn't in my arm's reach and I needed...I wanted to touch
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The second time I saw Shelly was at one of the parties I got invited to. It was rather abrupt to be randomly required to go out with the wives of my husband's business associates. They were all much older than me by at least five to ten years. I didn't know how to socialize with them. Not in the least. They all looked too uptight and unwelcoming. Marianne had given me a nice makeover, so I looked impeccable in front of the group. It was my husband who had selected the outfit for the occasion and given strict instructions not to mess up my looks. By the time my glam team accomplished their job, I was ready for the red carpet. My hair was twisted into a messy topknot. My make up was light, but they matched it with smoky eyes and wine-red lips. My outfit was a black velvet boat-necked dress with a slit so high on the side that my leg was exposed with every step I took. Strappy black stilettos finished the look, making me look like a runway model. Fuck the simplicity. It was non-existe
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My dad was no more. I had to accept that and move on. The only problem was - I didn't know how. All the memories came back to me as constant nightmares over the next few days. And it was good to have Daniel wrap me in his warmth whenever my heart turned cold. He held me as I cried and took care of my grieving self. On the day of the funeral he stood by my side along with his entire family. He took care of the burial arrangements and the service. I was thankful that someone was there for me to handle things for me. I had Daniel.After the service my husband took me home and prepared a warm bath for me. And as I stripped naked right in front of him, he watched me leaning against the door frame. In that moment I didn't see lust and desire in eyes, it was love. It was definitely love when he walked up to me and stood behind me, watching my sad, somber face through the mirror and then tilted my chin to make me look into his eyes. "You don't have to hide your pain from me, Lily. I'm here
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Fifty Two
Daniel’s POVIt wasn’t until I walked into Vincent’s hospital room that the seriousness of the situation hit me. To my utter shame, it was the first time I was visiting him in person. I knew from the beginning that he was suffering from some kind of fatal illness but I never really bothered to go in depth. In my arrogant mind, I had always considered his medical condition a sham that his daughter used to marry a billionaire. I couldn’t be more wrong.Nathan greeted me with a dull face. I squeezed his shoulder as a gesture of gratitude for being there for Lily in my absence. He’d informed me how Lily didn’t take the news well and since then my heart had been aching for her. I glanced at my wife sitting by her father’s bed, her head placed on the bed beside his head. “She hasn’t spoken a word since morning,” Nathan said.I nodded at him and walked over to the small figure hunched over her father’s side. A dying man in his late fifties. Vincent was gaunt and the color of his hospital-gre
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Fifty One
They say when something bad is about to happen, you get the signs beforehand. Well, I didn’t get the signs right then.The dream I woke up from starred a happy married couple diving in deep blue water and it was us. Me and Daniel. I didn’t remember much of the dream, but I recalled his midnight eyes and charming smile as he signed a ‘heart’ to me.I laid on my back and pressed a hand against the ache in my chest. As the fog of sleep blinked away, I realized it was too much to ask of him. He did not choose to get married to me, much less fall in love. Whatever chemistry we shared in bed was all I would get from him. For my part, I’d finally admitted to myself that I wouldn’t mind to be wife for as long as he behaved like a gentleman and not a spoiled asshole.It felt nice not to wake up to a horde of zombies dolling you up. From what it appeared Marianne did not invade my bedroom first thing in the morning. It could also be because of the hunk of a man sleeping next to me. We had ma
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Fifty
I looked out of the window as the car stopped at the security gates and our villa came into focus. Home, trees lining the long driveway and I saw our rich neighborhood where I felt belonged somehow. That feeling hadn’t been there when Daniel brought me there the very first time but now being wrapped in his warmth and his hand draped over my shoulder possessively, my perspective about the place had changed.I turned to Daniel. “Are you going to stay home today?”Something passed on his face as if he wasn’t expecting that question from me. He nodded. “Yes, of course I’d be home today.” He squeezed my hand, leaning forward. “I know it’s hard to believe but I keep my promises. I gave you my words to perform my duties as your husband from now on and that certainly involves being at home with you when I don’t have to be at work.”My heart picked up that violent thudding. Every word, every action had my heart and soul pining for him. I nodded, settling back in the seat. He’d be sleeping in m
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Forty Nine
The first warning came with a bouquet of daisies, my favorite and a note written in cursive. The black inked words almost mocked me.- You’re living a lie. Hope you enjoy the kisses while they are on your lips. A mockery, indeed.I snorted, crushed the piece of paper and tossed it in the dustbin along with the beautiful daisies which were grating my heart. A hand wrapped around my waist just in time to put out the fire rising within me. It was the touch of affection that came in the form of my husband. Daniel planted a kiss at the back of my neck and turned me around in his arms to search my face.“Why do you look so gloomy this fine morning, love?” He whispered, nudging my nose with his. He had just pulled himself off the bed and was gloriously naked, his tousled hair tickling my face. Daniel was an affectionate sleeper, spooning me the whole night and whispering dirty words he had been dreaming about us even in his slumber. I stayed awake for most of the night to live the moment.“
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Forty Eight
"More Wine?" I looked up from my plate with a smile. "Getting me drunk, Mr. Rutherford?" His smile lines appeared as he took a sip of his whiskey and shook his head. "No, I like you in all your senses, Mrs. Rutherford." We were in one of the most beautiful restaurants, surrounded with extravagant French food, and dinning at a table by the window. He had persuaded me not to worry about my calories and promised to relieve Marianne from her duties as my handler once we went back home. It was an act solely offered by my husband and he wasn't taking my disapproval or his mother for that matter on it. I look outside to find a few photographers chatting among themselves and taking a shot or two every once in a while. A constant grate on my heart. "Are you not enjoying the food?" Daniel asked, breaking a lobster and bringing the fleshy part to my lips. I let him feed me and distracted myself with the starry sky to stop swooning over him. "As a matter of fact, I am. It's good to be treate
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Forty Seven
I should have never sought information about Amber Lee. But the newborn possessive wife in me did everything in her power to do a background check on her husband's ex. Given that I had such a skilled bodyguard as my friend I only had to ask him twice before Nathan slipped enough details about my Daniel's obsession over Amber. Turned out the rich brat had fallen for an equal in his category and when things got real, Amber crushed his heart to flee the country without leaving so much as a clue for her parents or boyfriend about her whereabouts. It broke Daniel to the point that he sabotaged his position as the next CEO of Rutherford Development and turned into an emotionless badboy overnight. Then he had done it all to get Amber's attention. He hoped his actions would lure his girlfriend out of her secret hideout but nothing worked. All of these details were still digestible for me but the fact that he accepted his father's proposal to marry me in the same hopes that it would bring h
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Forty Six
I woke up to a dim room, the dark colored shades of the window restricting the afternoon light. The room was empty and so was the other side of the bed. I laid there for a moment, thinking, trying to sort out where Daniel might be. It was his day off from work and he had promised me to take on a tour around the city. If anything, I should be happy but the heaviness in my heart had been too much to bear. It wasn't a secret anymore that my husband had started making a home in my heart. And the most scary part was me not holding myself from feeling for him. What happened to the girl who vowed not to fall for his charms? She might've fallen captive to my husband's addictive touches and his romantic whispers.Daniel made sure to leave his print on me, inside out. We hadn't gotten any sleep. Hardly any. In fact, every time I drifted off, he pulled me back to my senses with him inside of me, sensually fucking again. And if that wasn't enough, his dirty, needy words kept me working up the wh
Married To The Bad Boy Billionaire Chapter Forty Five
Daniel How did I get so wrapped up in this chaos? It was easier to hate her and have lustful thoughts about her at the same time. But now I didn't know exactly what my feelings were for her. One moment I wanted to run away from her and the moment she got far enough not being able to touch, I craved her for my dear life. And the worst part was - it wasn't just her touch I craved, it was all of her. I needed to be around her to calm my anxiety down. I wanted to be the reason she smiled and I had to be the only man she would look for when in need of a friend. Not some bodyguard I assigned to look after her well-being. Lust could be a dangerous thing. It can lead you up to that hill where you won't be able to distinguish between your body's and heart's desires. And I was going up that cliff, hanging on the edge and ready to fall any moment. One look at the woman sleeping beside me and I was already falling. She looked like both my redemption and demise. Here under the morning light,
