All Chapters of Marry Me For Money: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

TerranI sat at my desk, reviewing the notes for the meeting I was about to go into when the phone buzzed.“Your appointment is here,” Lena’s voice floated into the room.I checked my watch and realized the man was about ten minutes early. I quickly finished reviewing who he was and what his business was, preparing to pitch my company as the best one for the job.“Show him in, please,” I said, pushing the button on the intercom before standing and quickly buttoning my suit jacket.The door opened and a middle-aged man, not much older than myself, was shown in.“Mr. Drummond,” I said, extending my hand.“Mr. Maddox, thanks for seeing me on such short notice.”“Not a problem at all. Please, have a seat.” I gestured to one of the chairs before taking my own behind my desk.We got right down to business, which is what I liked, and I was sure it was what my clients appreciated. Time was a precious commodity that none of us had a great deal of.“Do you think you can give us that big launch

HaileyI waved as I walked past Lena, not bothering to chat. I hoped she didn’t think I was being rude, but I wanted to get as far from his office as possible.“Stupid, stupid, stupid,” I muttered to myself as I walked down the hall, slamming my index finger against the elevator button.I felt like a complete moron. He’d asked for some time to focus on his work, and I’d come barreling into his office like a bull in a china shop. My coffee excuse had been weak. Even I knew it was lame. I had spent all morning trying to think of a good reason to see him and failed miserably. To make the situation worse, I had actually told him he owed me for the coffee. I had seen the look on his face and the complete change in his demeanor. He had not found it the least bit funny. It had been a joke, but I had come off sounding like a real bitch.Things were tense between us, and I had no idea why. I had thought everything was going so well, and then he changed practically overnight. It was what happen

TerranIt wasn’t often I cooked dinner at home, but I was tonight. I wanted solitude away from everything. My phone’s ringer was off. I was focused solely on the chicken I was grilling and the rice I was cooking to go with it. I wasn’t a gourmet cook by any means, but I could get by.I had some jazz music playing on the surround sound and a cold beer in my hand. I had stripped off the suit and tie the moment I’d gotten home and stepped into a pair of basketball shorts and nothing else. It felt good to unwind and kick back.I flipped the chicken breast over, added a little seasoning before picking up my beer, taking a long drag, and finishing it off. I grabbed another one from the kitchen, feeling the stress melt away. The more beer I drank, the louder I wanted the music. Hell, I wanted something a bit more uplifting. I flipped through the satellite channels until I came upon some southern country rock.I went back to the kitchen to stir the rice and barely heard the doorbell over the

HaileyI was completely exposed under the bright lights of his kitchen. I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn’t. This was Terran. I trusted him completely with my body and knew he would only bring me exquisite pleasure. I let him lead the way when it came to sex, knowing he knew what to do to give himself and me the best experience.When his knuckles brushed over my pussy, I groaned. He was staring at my center with such intensity, it was making me hotter and wetter than I’d ever been. He used one hand to push my legs wider while using his other hand to stroke my throbbing pussy. His index finger slid over my clit before he parted my lips and touched me deep inside.“Oh god,” I moaned as his finger probed my body.We’d done this before, but it was far more intense with him staring down at me as his finger moved in and out of my body. I could feel myself spiraling upward as I chased the climax I knew was about to hit.I moaned again, my hands going to either side of the counter an

TerranI pulled on the jacket of my expensive black Armani suit. I wanted to look my best. No cheap suit would do for the plans I had for the night. I knew what Hailey wanted in a man, and I could deliver. I picked up the black velvet box from the small dressing table in my room and opened it up, staring at the four-carat diamond surrounded by pretty blue sapphires all around it. I wanted blue to match her eyes. I knew it was cheesy, but I wanted to make this night special, even if it wasn’t real.I closed the box and slid it inside my suit jacket before heading out for the night. I had a limo waiting with champagne chilling inside. I wanted to give her the proposal of her dreams, one that I knew she couldn’t say no to. Even though I knew the proposal would never actually end with a marriage, I wanted to enjoy the moment for what it was.I considered this my trial run. When I did find a woman—if I found a woman I wanted to marry—I wanted to do it right. I felt a twinge of guilt knowin