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Loving The Cruel Billionaire

"We had a deal, miss Miller. Your body for my time". Jason's raven eyes locked on hers and her lips parted to speak but closed almost immediately with a gulp. She’d impulsively agreed to his terms to avoid being kicked out, but was he truly serious about getting down to it? And here of all places?! “Mr. Timberlake”, she met his cold, stiff gaze with a hesitant smirk knowing well that stalling for time would be futile. A single trickle of sweat streaming down the side of her face as she carefully rephrased her next few words. “How about we change the terms slightly?”. “No”. He replied almost nonchalantly, getting up to trail around the glass desk to where the woman sat. The bulge in his pants only heightening his imposing appearance, causing Veronica’s heart to race. “Now get on your knees, or get out”. ______________ Veronica Miller, a twenty-five year old brunette who couldn't keep up with with her bills decides to do a one time stand-in job where she pretends to be someone else. Unfortunately, she the job wasn’t as simple as showing up as she was mistaken for a hired sex worker. She crosses paths with cold, merciless billionaire-Jason Timberlake whose the type to work someone to the bone till a debt is repaid. Trapped between her own fragile sanity and the need to get her life back on track, Veronica dances to his tune while trying to juggle her personal relationships. But just how much can she take before she breaks? _________ Jason Timberlake, the cold and distant heir to a vast business empire, was trained by his ruthless father to suppress personal emotions. However, everything changes when Veronica enters his life. Both haunted by their troubled pasts, an undeniable connection forms between them. Jason finds himself torn between the intense emotions he's begun to feel and the potential consequences of letting Veronica into his carefully constructed world. But then again, in the dangerous dance of love and desire, some rules are meant to be broken.

Weirdweirdo · Urban
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61 Chs

Ashley Baker II

"What? What do you mean by a nude shoot?!", she shot at him angrily but he ignored her through the rest of the elevator ride as the doors opened shortly.

"Follow me", was the only thing he said, he pushed his glasses up his nose walked forward, and out of the elevator. He wasn't ready to deal with anyone and wasn't paid enough to hold arguments.

"Hey!", Ashley huffed, hurrying out of the elevator just before it could close up. She followed the average-height man into a room where several other women were waiting inside in a line of seats.

"Sit here and take a number", he said in a monotone voice, tearing out a sheet of paper from his clipboard and handing it over to her.

'This guy's like a robot, I swear', she thought as she snatched the paper rudely from him and headed toward one of the empty seats. She noticed two girls talking and staring curiously at her. Noticing Ashley's eye contact, one of them waved slightly, getting up and the other followed.