All Chapters of Mr. Grayson: Billionaires' Club Book 4 : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“Let me guess, Natalia was the friend who set him up?”“I was so busy being thrown into having the perfect wedding by my aunts,” I looked at him watching me, and I could tell he was definitely interested in this story. “They freaking flew me to fashion week in New York and to Paris to have my gown designed. It was so over-the-top, and I was looking for an excuse to get out of it. My first panic attack happened in the middle of all of that.”Alex frowned. “My God, was it all that bad? I thought young girls such as your beautiful self loved the idea of big, fashionable weddings?”“No more than all young boys want to be the captain of the football team. I know plenty of women who want nothing to do with having a big wedding, so that’s a stereotype, buddy. But anyway, yes. Nat’s friend set Max up. That’s why, Mr. Grayson, I should warn you now that if you think you can hurt me, you might want to think again. I have friends who will bury your ass.”I reached for his cock, which prompted hi

I moved deeper into her. “That—” she gasped, and I kissed her cheek.“What’s that?” Mrs. Campbell said, all but setting out a blanket in front of my house to stare up and talk for the rest of the damn day.“Sunrise is so beautiful,” Bree answered nicely.I licked my parched and hungry lips, hearing it in her voice that she was enjoying my cock as it worked its way around her pussy, slowly and subtly.“So, who’s your friend?” Mrs. Campbell asked.“Oh, my God, this isn’t happening,” Bree whispered into her shoulder.“Oh, it’s certainly happening.” I smiled down at Mrs. Campbell, whose husband was turning her attention to something in the sand near their feet. “It’s going down like this. You’re going to hold your composure while I fuck you and simultaneously move them down the beach.”“How can you fuck and talk?” she continued hiding her voice in her shoulder.“You’d be surprised at how I can please my lady.”“Did you hear me?” Mrs. Campbell asked, looking up to us again, holding her han

“Interesting that they won’t leave you to your business.” I glanced at the view out of the windows. “Breanne, that place is an investment to me because of what it means to you. Either you pull the listing and get their grubby hands out of the pot, or I’m coming in.” I ran my hands up her legs, letting my thumbs trail the insides of her thighs. “I will give you an offer they can’t compete with, and you, my sweet, adorable, stubborn as hell love, will accept it.”“Or?” she became more playful.“I’ll dump your ass like we’re in grade school,” I winked. “Seriously, you can decide on whose offer you want to take. The most exceptional way to slap an asshole or two in their face is to take the lowest bid if you’regoing to concern yourself with real estate values.”Her lips tightened. “I don’t know what to do.”“I told you what to do.” I knelt in front of her. “If this is because it’s me, and you’re taking issue with the uncertainty of us, then Cam comes from old, oil money, and that man nee

“Yeah, as in, pulling the fucking place off the market. I think you need to see them all swarming in your apartment like flies for you to end this.”“Oh shit!” I stopped before entering the elevators. “My power and water are shut off. I didn’t tell the agent about that, and I can’t have them knowing that was all shut off on Friday night.”“It’s turned back on, sweet-Bree,” she smirked. “Get your ass in here, and let’s go face the music.”“Did something happen on our drive over that turned this into some fun game for you?”“Yes,” she grinned. “You look just as hot as you look sexy, and that puts me in a damn good mood.” She looked at my hair and scrunched her face. “Do you have anything to pull up your hair? Good grief, you look like you…” she stopped and pinched her lips into a smile. “Damn, I can only imagine how glorious the sex was. This is he fucked me senseless hair.” She became serious. “Either way, give me that…” She took the hairpins from my hand that I’d dug out of my purse.

I heard a scratchy laugh come from Cameron’s girl, then watched as she hugged him. “We do make a good couple,” the woman laughed again. She looked at me. “Are you okay? I’m Avery, Jim Mitchell’s wife. He said he knows you and hoped this would all work out.”My eyes widened as I looked at Alex’s shit-eating grin. “What?” I stood to shake her hand. “It’s very nice to meet you, Mrs. Mitchell.”“Call me Avery.” She ruffled the hair on Alex’s head. “And after witnessing this man do what he just did with you,” she clicked her tongue, “I can’t believe none of us believed you’d finally find the right woman.”“You can tell Jim I was right about all of this,” Alex said, standing at my side. “And that I think you and Cam make a better couple.”“Now, you’re asking for Jim to pummel my ass,” Cameron laughed, then looked at me. “Are you sure you’re okay?”“Yeah, thanks,” I said. “I just started thinking about my dad, and I’d had enough.”“If your father is haunting this place,” Nat’s eyes widened,