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MYKEL “Mr. Creed?” I repeatedly blinked when my name was called. “Is there something you’d like to ask?” Reed asked. “That’s all. Let’s wrap it up. See you all again in three months for the quarterly report.” I stood from my chair. From the corner of my eye, Elise was eyeing me with knitted brows. I ignored her even though I could see a thousand questions written all over her face. She followed me into the office. “You okay? You’ve been distracted.” “I am if you stop asking questions.” “It’s not my business, but something is bothering you—” I went to my chair. “You what? Ask me to see a shrink?” Elise smiled as if I read her mind. “Is it something to do with me giving your number to Miss Kross?” “Actually, I should thank you for that.” “You’re welcome,” she replied. Just hearing Adley’s name felt like dread cutting through my chest. It had been two days, and she hadn’t called me or did anything people used to reach out to others these days. Nada! Zilch! Maybe she was will
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MYKEL “What?” “That’s the difference between you and Gary.” I sneered a mock. “I’m sure we have nothing in common. But what exactly did you notice?” “I ordered pasta, and you want to have the same.” “I would never forbid you to eat anything you want as long as it won’t poison you.” “But you only had hookups with sexiest women.” Okay, I knew where it was going. “When you don’t have to make an effort, Adley. Media people set that standard as sexy and beautiful. I don’t. Honestly, I find you more attractive and gorgeous. You don’t have to impress me. I already am.” She slightly gaped at what I had said. I couldn’t read her expression exactly, but I wanted her to believe in everything I said because it was true. “To be honest, the first time I saw in you was your pretty ass.” “So, it’s really my ass on the line here. Literally.” “But your ass didn’t do justice to the whole package, and you are also honest and hardworking despite the fact that you can spoil yourself, sit pretty
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ADLEY My first thought was to run away after seeing myself standing in front of a jewelry shop. But looking back at what was at stake, it was a one-way trip. I had to do this. “This one.” I showed Mykel the ring I chose. It had no center stone yet, but it was gorgeous. I imagined myself wearing an engagement ring one day, but never had I imagined it would be today and by the man sitting beside me, whom I despised for being so vocal about his opinion. He took it from me. “I like it. The wedding band, baby.” He kept calling me that, which might stick for another twelve months. Sometimes, I felt I was blushing, and he knew the effect of his endearment on me. I chose the eternity design, while he preferred pure platinum faceted squares around the band with a single stone in the center for himself. “I like that one.” “Really? I need your honest opinion since you’re a designer.” “Suits you perfectly.” His smile was contagious. “Thanks. I’ll be right back.” What I least expected wa
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MYKEL The ring I picked up earlier was still in my pocket—it was gorgeous after a bit of customization, and I was confident she would love it around her finger. As I began to get to know beneath the tough, beautiful woman beside me, she was penetrable, and I liked her even more. Even though my reputation preceded me, I was willing to throw away the title of the most sought-after billionaire bachelor in the city. The car was parked at the private airport. I also had a little surprise waiting for her on the jet. I helped her climb out. She drew a shaky breath and braced herself against the car. “You okay?” “Y-yeah.” “You’re not getting cold feet and planning on ditching me at the altar, are you?” I joked when I sensed her feeling sick, her fingers trembling. She shook her head. “No.” “Good to hear,” I said, though I wasn’t entirely aware of what was going on with her. Then she suddenly froze. Her face went pale. Her eyes flared wide as she stared at the jet. Then I realized so
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ADLEY I feel so embarrassed. I was aware of the fact that this day would come that I had to face and end this foolish, irrational fear of the unknown. Knowing that it was only in my head, I couldn’t let that trauma control my life. Mykel was right. And I’d been too caught up with the illusion that I could live with it. And I had been living with it for sixteen years. “Adley, I’m still waiting.” “Yes.” Mykel slipped the ring into my finger and kissed my hand. As soon as I said yes, I heard the applause behind us. I wasn’t aware that we had an audience. Then we were served two flutes. “To our future together.” He proposed a toast with a huge smile on his handsome face. I lifted and sipped the champagne. Mykel joined beside me again. “How long is the flight?” I completely forgot to ask. I was still pretty shaken until now, but I held on to his promise that he would not leave my side. “Five. Maybe less.” “Five?” I covered my mouth with my hand, and his gaze dropped to the en
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MYKEL “Is she okay?” I asked Blaze as he walked into my hotel room. “For a second, I thought you genuinely care.” He grumbled with narrowed eyes. “Cut the bullshit, Burns,” I snapped. “Don’t you know she dislikes that kind of words?” “I’m working on it.” Blaze finally noticed that I wasn’t alone in the room. “My friend Dash Chandler. Dash, this is Blaze, Adley’s best friend.” While they exchanged pleasantries, I dialed Adley. She picked up right away. “Can we talk?” “Bad idea,” the two assholes chorused, staring at me as if I went mad. “It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding,” Dash added. I covered the mouthpiece. “It’s not that—” “What?” Blaze growled. “Real wedding or you two are in love? Are you fucking serious right now?” “Aren’t you both getting married like real fucking married?” Dash argued. “Of course, this is real.” “Then fucking stick to the plan.” I glared back at Blaze. “He’s right, man. Pull yourself together. Just talk to her over the phon
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ADLEY I kept having to pinch myself to make sure I was not dreaming. After the brief wedding ceremony, we rode in the getaway car, and I didn’t know exactly where we were going. I kept my mouth shut. I felt a shiver coursing through me, thinking of the abrupt yet too intimate kiss we had shared earlier. I could still feel his lips against mine. It shouldn’t bother me because I’d kissed men, yet it didn’t leave me breathless or speechless the way I had with Mykel. It wasn’t awkward either. Maybe what I saw in his eyes gave this stupid tingles and image in my head. I squeezed my eyes shut with a groan. “You okay?” I cracked my eyes open to see the familiar airstrip. “Not again.” “Baby, you survived our trip. You can do better than that.” “Easy for you to say. You’re not the one who felt like vomiting the gut out every time I see aircraft,” I dryly remarked. “Would you rather travel through the land to New York? I’m fine with it.” My gaze stayed hard at him for a moment, consid
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ADLEY “You’re overthinking. I could literally hear your brain reeling.” “Elise told me how you helped her. It’s in your nature to help people. I shouldn’t have wondered why you did agree to help.” “To be honest, I agreed because I like you.” I snorted and rolled my eyes. “You like everyone has a female part.” “Ouch. I’m wounded. I do have tastes, baby. I might have ten wives and divorced ten times if I was willing to marry anyone who came to me.” “Are you sure I am your first wife?” “Hopefully, the last.” I let that last words go. “Where are Blaze and Elise, Mykel?” “They will fly commercial first class in a few hours. Don’t worry. They’ll be home in the morning. You can call Blaze once we land.” We shared our first meal as a husband and wife then I dozed off. Mykel was on his laptop when I got up from my nap. “You need your energy, Adley. Get some sleep.” His words were soft as if we were in a real relationship. I inwardly shook my head as I tried to pull myself together.
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The Billionaire's Creed Epilogue
MYKEL Four years later “Mykel, are you still here?” My wife stopped in her track when she saw me sitting on my desk with a glass of whiskey in my hand. “Hey, baby.” She stepped closer at a sultry pace as she took off her coat. “Are you ready to go?” “Wearing that?” I emptied the glass and put down the desk. My skin started burning in anticipation of what could possibly happen tonight. I never fucked someone or even Adley in this office, but tonight, I would break that rule. I pressed a button on the screen—our privacy was secured. “It depends.” She stopped right in front of me, looking at the huge framed cover copy of herself for the business magazine as the most influential woman of the year. I spread my thighs apart, slid my hands on her hips, and pulled her closer to me. “What are you up to accomplish tonight, baby?” She bit her bottom lip before she spoke, “The kids are with their grandma, so I thought we could have fun.” “And this is your way of fun, huh?” I stared down
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ADLEY The private island Mykel and I bought was beautiful. As we promised my grandfather, we got married as soon as I lost my baby weight—it was spectacular, just as the old man wanted it, with five hundred guests at my beach house. Then we had our honeymoon in Monaco, then on this same island where we would spend a week. This was our second time visiting this property after our wedding. I promised Mykel to spend more time with the kids and him. I prioritized my family over my work, and he did the same. I lost track of time when I was in a beautiful place like this with a white sand beach and a clear blue sky above the breathtaking ocean. I watched Jax play his castle set with the sand when my husband called me. It was our daughter’s feeding time. Amelie was too tiny in his arms as he carried her securely. Despite our kids having nannies, Mykel was a hands-on dad. Who would have thought he would become this remarkable man? “Time flies by so fast when you’re enjoying watching
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MYKEL Ten months ago, I would have laughed my fucking ass off if someone came to me and guessed my future of being married, let alone having two kids at this moment. I would have said, you’re fucking insane, man. But life happened, fates collided, stars aligned, and all those shits. “Babe, please hurry up!” Adley was literally screaming as I tried to scramble, picking things into my hands. “Babe, relax. We practiced this a thousand times!” I dropped things down and closed my eyes for a moment so I could focus. “Those are shits, Adley! When it’s the time, I can’t focus when you’re in so much pain.” Just by looking at her, it hurt like fucking shit. She had contractions, sweating, and her face contorted in pain. She did a breathing exercise just like we practiced so I would not panic. She was the one who was so calm when she was about to pop our baby out. She was relaxed despite the pain all over her tummy. “Calm down. Give me my phone.” She gestured. “Now it’s not the time to cal
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ADLEY “You know you can always talk to me about everything, right?” Mykel was talking to his son in the study. They did that a lot after Mykel read him stories. We spent most of our time in the backyard during weekends, and sometimes, we decided to go to the park. Last week, we visited Madelyn in her home, and the grandma was delighted to see her grandson again. It was hard at first having a three-year-old boy at home that I did not raise, and I didn’t know what he wanted because he barely opened up. I tried to find out the food he loved, what he liked to play with, or even his favorite tv shows. After some time with Jax, he was not choosy. He liked blue and green, monster cookies, and blueberry smoothies. Jade did a great job raising the kid into a beautiful human being. Jax liked Knox a lot. His uncle allowed him to play with colors and tempera paints in his studio. “I mean, Daddy will buy it for you if you want anything. Adley and I are always here for you, buddy. You can tel
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MYKEL My move was deliberate as I took off the last thing on her body. I tossed her panties over my shoulder. My fingers caressed her collarbone, tracing down to the mound of her breast. I leaned down, taking the peak of her nipple into my mouth, sucking harder. Her breathing became heavy. Her chest rose and fell with every deep breath. I paid attention to her tit, sucking, nipping, and pulling it between my teeth. “Babe, I want you now.” “Always impatient.” Raking my fingers through her hair, I brought her lips into mine, kissing her passionately and deep as my silent approval. I slipped the tip of my tongue along the seam of her lips. She moaned and granted me entry. Deepening the kiss, I pressed my body into hers, and her hips bucked against mine. My hand slipped along the line of her hip, down to her thigh, bringing and pulling her knees up. As if on cue, she wrapped her legs around me. I ground my cock into her. She was always bare and already ready for me. “Mykel, please?”
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ADLEY “Are you sure you wanna do this?” Grandpa asked me over the phone one more time. “For God’s sake, Grandpa, I’ve done this before? Are you more concerned about me, or is it because I’m taking the jet?” “You’re pregnant, young woman, and you’re terrified of flying.” “I’ll be fine. I can do this. Now hang up the phone so that I can go.” “Call me when you land, Adley.” “I will.” I hung up the call. I was already strapped in, and my heart started hammering. I drew deep breaths when the jet started moving the runaway, and it began to shake. “I’m here, Mrs. C if you need me.” “I should get used to it without help.” I didn’t even look at Romare. I kept my eyes shut all the time. Even if I wanted some wine to calm my nerves, I couldn’t drink alcohol. It sucked, but I needed to let go of this irrational fear once and for all. “Oh, God! I’m gonna be labor in no time!” I gripped the armrest as hard as possible when the jet started to ascend. Then another terrifying moment when it
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MYKEL I shut my eyes close, waiting for him to reply. “No, sir. She’s alone.” “Which hospital?” Cracking my eyes open, I let go of a shuddering breath as I sagged against the backseat. I felt terrible that somehow I was relieved that my son was not with her when it happened. I hung up the call after the officer gave me the hospital’s name. “Turn around, arrange the flight to LA.” I couldn’t take my mind off Jade. I just talked to her over the phone, and now she was rushed to the hospital fighting for her life. I tried to wrap around it and rationalized, hoping this was just a nightmare, but the more I thought about it, the more I was sucked into the reality that Jade might not make it, and my son would be losing his mother. How was I going to tell a three-year-old kid? How was I going to raise him alone? “Jesus Christ.” “I’m so sorry, boss,” Sax said. “I was just talking to her. This could not be real.” I shook my head, voicing out my denial. “How did this happen?” “Is your
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MYKEL“Jade, it’s nice of you to call.” I FaceTimed with my son almost every day. He barely talked, but I was happy to see him so often. I knew it was not a good idea to expose a three-year-old kid to gadgets, but I was taking my chances of getting close to his heart. “What is he up this time?”Jade chuckled. “Oh, my God, Mykel. You put me in a difficult position. He keeps reminding me of going on an airplane. So yesterday, I brought him to a toy store and bought a toy jet just to make him forget, but he did not.”I laughed out loud. My voice echoed in the office. “I’m sorry, Jade. Adley and I have already planned everything for the weekend. You and Jax will come to New York, and then we will fly to one of Adley’s residences.”“I’m also sorry. I know how busy you both are. Jax just gets too excited about his first trip.”“Well, we were kids once. I know how it feels. And I’m also sorry that I have to move the trip. You know Adley is terrified of flying, and she’s also pregnant. She ha
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ADLEY “Hey, babe.” I sat on the massage chair I purchased last week. It felt good. I was lucky to be one of those women who got pampered during pregnancy, but the work was time-consuming for someone like me who used to be hands-on on everything. I was still in the process of adapting to the new environment and position, and it still felt fulfilling despite the daily demand of my work. Besides, I had the best consultant at my speed dial. Dru had been a great help. “Busy?” I’d been busy for the past weeks. I’d visited some ongoing projects from my predecessor, Grandpa. I’d attended meetings for collaboration projects of the world’s top corporations and scientists. The hopes for the future were aspiring—to be able to build a commercial space station outer space. The plan was incredibly ambitious for 2050. “Not anymore. Grandpa left me tons of work, but it’s over now. All I need is good cuddling.” “We can cuddle all night. Besides, it’s the weekend, and baby?” “Yes?” “No more work
