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Mr Billionaire’s Escort A Debased image
Elsida felt Julien’s hot breath fan her face, pungent with expensive cigars and smoke, his lips mere inches apart from hers.The curly hair at the nape of his neck tickled her cheek as he stood unmoving, their bodies flushed together.If he moved his face just a bit, their lips would meet and her heart thrummed wildly in her chest from the mere thought.“Julien.. we can’t,” she rasped as her hands trembled, her fists curling as she fought the urge to hold on to him.“Bull shit,” he drawled, throwing her words back at her.Julien tipped her chin up so they were mere inches apart, he gazed into her emerald depths and the determination Elsida saw in them made her skin flush.“Here’s what’s going to happen El, you’re going to forget the past and I’m going to kiss you until your lips quiver and you beg me to take you here.”“Understood?” he drawled as their breaths mingled as one.Elsida let out a gasp and her hands developed a mind of their own as they perched on Julien’s suit, holding on
Last Updated : 2024-07-10Mr Billionaire’s Escort Little snake
The image was taken as though there was a third party with them when they were at it. It was simply a conundrum because no one had been inside the bedroom apart from the two of them.‘It seems you and J are getting comfortable, perhaps a bit too comfy?’ was the message that accompanied the picture.Elsida’s gaze roamed the room hysterically as she searched for any telltale sign of the culprit, she was convinced there was a camera somewhere and her heart palpitated against her ribcage from the thought of being watched.The door to the room clicked open and Elsida’s body met with the headboard as she inched backward, piling the duvet over her naked body as fear coursed through her bones.She let out a heavy sigh of relief when she realized it was Julien.Julien stalks into the bedroom, a sweaty mess clad in sports shorts and a white t-shirt that hits his muscles tightly.He stops in his tracks as he takes in Elsida’s frazzled state, “What happened to you El?” he asks his gaze making a c
Last Updated : 2024-07-11Mr Billionaire’s Escort The Best birthday
Natasha storms into her Father’s room and is greeted by the sight of blood pooling on the floor and she treads carefully doing her best to mask the horror plunging through her veins.“Dad, wha- what happened, you were doing so good,” she croaks.“It was just a tummy pain, Nat,” William Dalton murmured, his eyes watery and face contorted in pain.“I’ll call the doctor Dad, you’ll be fine,” she murmurs as she strokes his damp hair with her trembling hands.From where she was perched, she could hear the fervent palpitations of her Father’s heart and she was certain it wasn’t just a stomach ache.“How did this happen? He’s supposed to be feeling better. I mean he’s scheduled for surgery next month.” Natasha asked the nurse who appeared clueless with a hint of pity etched on her face.“I’m not sure Miss, this is very unusual, we have to wait for the doctor to arrive to know what’s wrong.”“Alright thanks for all your help,” Natasha said as she exited her Father’s room with one last glance
Last Updated : 2024-07-12Mr Billionaire’s Escort Deby downer’s and Silver Desires
Elsida stretches across the bed, her palm feeling for the other side of the bed on its own accord only to find it empty.Her eyes open up groggily and they adjust to the morning light streaming in through the windows. As she sits up, her gaze zooms in on a folded up paper situated next to Julien’s pillow, Elsida picks it up, her curious gaze dancing around it as she unfolds it.“Happy birthday El,” is what is written in the note. A slight blush rouses her cheekbones and her heart thuds wildly in her chest from Julien’s familiar scribble.“It’s a note Elsida, not a proposal!” She says chastising herself as her palms cover her overheated cheeks.Trust Julien to be the one who reminds her of the day she was forced to loathe when she was younger, as she recalls dreamily, memories of Julien going out of his way to make her Childhood birthdays worthwhile.A sharp pang invades her chest when she remembers how her birthdays got better when her Father lost everything.She makes a mental note t
Last Updated : 2024-07-15Mr Billionaire’s Escort Mental Torment
Elsida chose to believe what she heard didn't concern her family even as her heart rattled wildly in her chest suggesting otherwise.She stood adjacent to the door rooted to the ground as she took in the interaction between Julien and his Father, her hands trembling as she gripped the doorknob tightly. She couldn't hear a thing they were saying, her ricocheting heartbeat made sure of that.As if on cue, Armand realized Elsida was perched against the doorstep and his eyes narrowed to slits as his attention drifted to her.“Elsida, are you okay? You seem a bit shaken,” Armand asks, his voice a silky pretense attempting to shift the conversation.Julien abruptly twists his body in her direction, horror etched across his face as he takes in Elsida's looming figure.“El, what are you doing here I was going to..”“Did you ruin my Father's company?” Elsida asks, finally regaining her voice.“El,” Julien murmurs, a pained look hunting his face.“Yes or No Julien!” Elsida bellows, her voice cr
Last Updated : 2024-07-16Mr Billionaire’s Escort Free of the Benoits
The last thing Elsida recalls is leaning against the bathroom door, feeling as though her chest was swallowing her hole before she went blank.Fast forward to four hours later, she arose from the nap she had no intention of taking, a disheveled mess with her throat raw and an impending migraine.She has no clue how she got to the bed, let alone who picked her from the bathroom and she wished it remained that way, she’d rather live in oblivion.Sitting up, her eyes roamed the expansive bedroom and she noticed a glass of water placed on the bedside drawer and her hand reached for it before retracting almost immediately, for all she knew, the contents of the cup could be poisoned.A soft tap against the door lured her out of her skeptical thoughts, though she paid it no mind, she adjusted the silver dress that she still had on and pulled the duvet to her chest taking in a heavy breath as she braced the impact of whoever was behind the door.The door creaked open to reveal Cressida beari
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The pungent smell of carbon dioxide, the rumble of cars, and the distant blare of sirens greet Elsida from the rolled-down window of the taxi car. She hadn’t realized she missed New York until the chaos around her filled her with nostalgia.Three months ago she made a grave decision she believed would save her Father’s life, little did she know it was all a farce.The mere thought of it made her clench her fists tightly and force herself to breathe through her mouth in a practiced motion.Her breathing picked up as they approached the street in Brooklyn where their townhouse was located, she shut her eyes tightly as she continued to breathe through her mouth to calm her racing heart.Elsida was terrified of what she was going to see when she arrived and she hoped it wasn’t worse than when she left.She muted her worrisome thoughts and paid the driver before stepping out of the taxi. With a sharp intake of breath, she marched toward the front porch and barely made it three steps before
Last Updated : 2024-07-18Mr Billionaire’s Escort It's been a minute
Raphael was done with his father’s games, he was done hiding and awaiting his commands, he had done that for over nine years, and played the obedient son while his brother Julien continued to live his life oblivious to his existence.Being locked up in an empty mansion and getting brainwashed by his Father that it was for his good had only taken him so far, he was ready to execute the plan he spent years in solace toiling over and Armand happened to present him with the best opportunity.When Armand returns from London, he would find it rather difficult to discover his whereabouts seeing as he successfully dismantled the cameras in the mansion and poisoned the security personnel. They most likely would not survive it.He was not to be blamed though, Armand may have kept him away from the Public eye for a long time but he always let him in on his plans. His family had an unusual love for poison, after all, it was the slyest way to eliminate your counterpart.Raphael downed his shot of
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ELSIDA “Tell me El, did you run from the peony garden to get to me?” My cheeks flush impossibly redder as I try and fail to glare at him. The moment I stepped into Julien’s limo his eyes started to twinkle and his lips drew into a large grin before he took in my disheveled expression. “Fine,” I huffed. “I won’t tell you.” His gaze grew serious as he closed the gap between us with one arm reaching for the curve of my neck. “I’m never letting you out of my sight El. Never, nothing is going to stop us from being together. Morals be damned.” I let out a bated breath as his lips hovered over mine. I try to speak but my mouth opens and closes like a fish. My head swarms with so many thoughts all at once but one stands out the most. I have him now and I don't plan on ever letting go. He robs me of breath with a light peck on the mouth that starts first as light, almost tender before it picks up. All at once, he’s everywhere. I’m clutching onto his shirt like a lifeline
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ELSIDACORONATION MORNING 5:45 AMThe last thing I remember is Adrian joining me on the bed in the earlier hours of the morning, pulling me softly to him, his grip almost fervent as he whispered sweet nothings to me.“I love you El, I hope you know that,” I recall him whispering and now at about 5 AM I feel nothing but guilt stretching me into four equilateral pieces.I stifle a yawn and stretch to his side of the bed. Noticing the emptiness, I sit up and my eyes quickly adjust to the brightness of the day.Where could he be so early?Adrian never got up until at least 6:10 so this was a tad bit too early for him to be up.I wrap my silk night robe around my body, place my feet in my slippers, and make my way through the castle in search of him.I needed to see him this morning before it was too late.I needed to tell him how I felt about everything and what I wanted to do even if he’d hate me for it.I search almost every living space of the bustling castle where servants and maids
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ELSIDA My little surprise meet cute with Beatrice turns into a sob session I had no clue I needed.Scratch that, it’s exactly what I needed, it was like the universe positioned us in the same place when I needed her the most cause what were the odds that I would find the only female friend I ever made in high school in Spain?“I know I shouldn’t love him but I just-“ I croak, trailing off as I wipe my tears hastily.“Oh please Elsida, don’t say that. We cannot control who we love. If we were able to do that, I don’t think love would have had such value.”“Not helping,” I murmur. “You’re supposed to be telling me that it’s entirely wrong and I shouldn’t be thinking about Julien in such a way when we share a sibling.”Beatrice blows a raspberry and moves closer to me, she rubs my arm softly. Luckily, the peony garden shields us from my guards and over-curious maids.“You know I can’t do that, this isn’t the first time something like this is happening in the universe. Shit happens, our
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ELSIDA PRESENTWith Adrian in Cartagena carrying out the coronation tradition and the bustle of the castle, I needed a freaking reprieve from everything.A reprieve from work, a reprieve from work, Fae’s incessant disturbance due to boredom of not having her brother around to pester, Natasha’s nagging over what she was going to wear on the coronation, and my father’s constant “Are you okay?” I didn’t think twice before I slipped past the castle doors, packing a picnic basket alongside my laptop and other drawing essentials.It was just 9 am. Two hours after the sun had risen but it seemed as though the sun had been up for over eight hours.It was all too stimulating.I let out a sigh as I chew on a strawberry and my free hand doodles nonentities on my sketchbook.“Hi El.”Julien’s voice slides into my ear and my hand flies to my chest as I stare at him with wide eyes, my heart thuds at a rapid pace as I take in casual yet classy attire.“What the hell Julien, you’re not supposed to b
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CONTINUATION OF FLASHBACKELSIDA“Can I turn around now Beatrice?” I huff as I cross my arms around my chest and feel the shimmery fabric of the red Dior dress my mother dearest purchased for me.“One more minute, patience is a virtue dear!” I snort. If I were allowed to have my eyes opened, they would have rolled to the back of my skull by now at her overzealousness for high school events.“Okay, you can open them now. Tada!” Beatrice Bellows just as I blink at the 2.0 version of me in the mirror.A smile tugs at my lips and for a split second, I let it slip through. “I look…”“Magnificent!” Beatrice completes.“Don’t you think it’s too much though?” I ask uncertainty clawing my thoughts. I looked like I was going to draw a lot of attention, attention that I could certainly do without.“Oh please Elsida, who cares? There’s no going back now. Give me a minute, let me slip into my dress and we can get going!” She bellows as she scurries across the room with her perfect-as-ever makeup
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ELSIDATWO MONTHS LATER “Are you ready?” I peer up at Adrian from my position on the bed. He sent all his assistants away who tried to pamper him with traditional powders and help him complete tasks he considered too menial to not get done by himself.He gave me a small smile through the mirror but I could see the slight frown forming on his forehead.“I’m okay Elsida,” he mutters and I have my answer confirmed.Adrian was far from okay I was one hundred percent certain that beads of sweat were lining his forehead even before I rose to my feet and clasped my hands around his shoulders.“You’re going to be a great King Adrian,” I whispered into his ear and drew soothing circles on his shoulders, the exact thing he did whenever I was nervous.I don’t blame him. If I were him, at this very moment I’d be shitting my panties.It’s not every day one got to partake in a reversal coronation.His shoulders visibly unclench. “Thank you Princessa,” he murmurs and places a soft kiss on the back
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JULIEN Two months later.It’s been exactly two months, three weeks, and four days since I last had a meaningful conversation with Elsida. She’d done her best to make sure our interactions were curt and cordial at best but whenever the opportunity came for us to be alone or have a casual conversation, she would immediately dismiss me and not spare me a further glance.However, I could tell from the longing in her eyes, that it wasn’t what she wanted, we both knew what she wanted but it wasn’t the right thing hence, at least one of us had to be mature and leave it to Elsida to be the bigger person.“Mr Benoit,” are you listening?” A business associate’s voice filters into my mind putting a pause on my mental spiral.“Of course, yes go on,” I rasp, zooming in on a recent photo of Elsida attending a ball with none other than her lovely husband.I turn my laptop off and fight the urge to throw my phone on the floor, I don’t think I can stand another minute of listening to any talk of bus
Mr Billionaire’s Escort My baby
ELSIDA“Are you ready?” Julien asks while I readjust my lipstick in my compact mirror.“Just a second, Mr Benoit.”Julien’s glare is scathing when his gaze flicks away from his phone to mine. “I told you to stop calling me that.”I ignore him and return my compact in my Chanel purse, I place my hand on the door to make my exit when his warm palm snakes around my ankle.“Are you good El?” He calls me by the nickname even though I’ve warned him several times not to use that title on me and I roll my eyes at him.“You know, this is a very important meeting for this project, we cannot let our emotions get the best of us.”As if I wasn’t aware?I knew how important this meeting was, this company was my baby and Mr Gonzalo’s investment wasn’t something I planned to play around with.He was a very successful business tycoon in Spain who liked to give nouvelle companies and empires of the sort a chance with his hefty investments and today might just be my lucky day. So, to answer his questio
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ELSIDA I swallow. “Yes your majesty, that’s the name, Julien Benoit.”“Hmm,” she mumbles before taking a sip of her tea. “And your company for J, tell me, what inspired the name?” She asks in an all too curious voice.Holy shit, I muse.The Queen knows, there’s no way she’d be asking this question if she didn’t.My heart thuds faster against my rib cage and I do my best not to fidget.“Could you rephrase your question, I’m not quite sure what you mean Your Majesty,” I add the last part with a bow.The clang of her tea cup against the plate is resounding and her eyes narrow to stilts in my direction.I’m so fucked.“Let’s not pretend Elsida, I tried sugarcoating this to see if you would come clean but since you insist on me being blunt, I have no choice but to cut to the chase then.”“Your majesty I-““I know about your past with Julien dear. I know everything,” she says, her voice soft.How her tone switches gives me a whiplash and I’m left staring at this formidable woman with my
