All Chapters of An Heir for the Arrogant Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

They went into the house. The house was superb and oozed of wealth.The floor was plain polished marble. The architecture was spacious and graceful. Upstairs, Concepcion there open a door and gestured them inside.' I hope you will be comfortable here. I will send Ana up with coffee. Dinner in two hours?'Sharon smiled gratefully, 'Thank you'.Their room was actually a flat within the house. There were two rooms, a large one and an adjourning one. They may have made the arrangement all last minute because of Deborah. Deborah was given the smaller room while the bigger one was left to them.At Sharon's thanks, Concepcion said, 'No, thank you, we are happy to have you here with us' she said graciously, her liquid dark eyes on Bryan, as she added teasingly, 'We were beginning to think that Bryan would never find the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. I have been dying to meet you'.She left them as Joaquin appeared with their luggage. He was a middle aged man with a dried

Bryan watched her in silence as Sharon tried to pull herself together and dry her tears. He could guess why she had frozen on his arms. She still couldn't trust him. She looked frail and vulnerable in the white robe and so beautiful, she tore at his heart. His body ached for the satisfaction only she could give him but he knew that he would have to be patient. He could arouse her, he was fully aware of that. He could take her now, if he reached for her. But if he did that, he would lose her, perhaps forever and he couldn't take that chance.Three years had been long enough -- too damn long! This time, there would be no compromise, no mistakes She wasn't a child anymore and he wanted her more than he had ever wanted a woman in his life.He couldn't let her go yet again. He pushed a hand through his hair and realised how tense he was. He forced his body to relax. Sexual satisfaction wasn't enough. He wanted everything and that meant he would have to go slowly.Sharon glancing at him fr

After her shower, Sharon came downstairs. Bryan was already there with Deborah. While she was playing with her toys at the feet of her father, Bryan was scanning a Spanish newspaper, a cup of coffee in front of him.He looked up as she entered the room, his face revealing nothing of his thoughts. She felt herself trembling as their eyes met but managed to greet him coolly.'Did you sleep well?' he asked her with cool mockery.'Yes, thank you', she lied, reaching for the coffee pot and finding it cold.'Mummy, good morning. I came to your room and wanted to wake you but daddy said to leave you because you needed rest. Have you had enough rest?''Yes, darling I have had enough rest for now. And good morning my lovely angel. You are looking so beautiful this morning. Have you already had your bath?' she asked smiling sweetly at her daughter.'Dad help me to shower and dress up'.'And did you say thank you?''He is my dad, that is what he should do'. she said in confusion.'Yes but when a

The following day, Bryan drove her to the coast. They spent the day on the sand, swimming in the warm waters of the Gulf of Cadiz. Sharon felt self conscious in her stylish one piece bathing costume. Her stomach hadn't started to swell yet but her waistline had started thickening and she felt embarrassed beneath Bryan's cool searching scrutiny.'I'm ugly', she said sharply, disconcerted by his silence. 'And soon, I'll hardly be able to move'.He smiled with understanding. 'You are beautiful', he said softly. 'So beautiful. Pregnancy suits you. I know because it suited you the first time as well as this time. Your eyes are sparkling, your skin is glowing with health which is an improvement from last time's flu though afterwards, you glowed with health like you are doing now. Your body is perfect. You look radiant'.'I'll bet', she retorted turning away but inside she was burning with happiness at such compliments.The sea was clear, the beach deserted beneath the hot sun.In the sand a

Still considering the events of the past hour, Sharon could understand why Bryan had been so violently angry a out Gerhard, why he had insisted that she married him and why he had been furious that his daughter's paternity had been kept from him.His child would always know his father and mother. History would not repeat itself. NY one question remained unanswered. Where did she stand?Bryan took her hands and pulled her gently to her feet. 'I don't want to talk about Devon, I want to talk about you and me'.Worry prickled down Sharon's spine. She felt unsure of herself, certain that he was going to ask her to leave.'There is nothing to talk about. I want to go back to London alone', she said quickly. She would go of her own free will before he asked her to goBryan shook his head, his face hard. 'I meant what I said the other time. I won't let you go!''No?' She smiled at him provocatively, seeing something in his eyes that made her heart stop beating.'No'. He tilted her face with