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THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRYBABY

[SLOW BURN} (CHECK OUT MY NEW MAFIA ROMANCE. OUT NOW!) "You can't hurt me anymore, Ace. I'm not that crybaby you used to know," she warned, taking a step back. "Who said anything about hurting anyone, darling? There's only one place I need to cry for me. One very," his eyes trailed down her body, and stopped between her thighs. "Very moist place." He took two steps forward, and closed the gap between them. Ace is the legitimate heir to the Atticus dynasty, but there's a condition. Grandpa before his death says he cannot fully inherit everything until he gets married, and stays married for at least a year. Quick to think, he finds a solution to his dilemma; A contract marriage. With the help of his personal assistant, Grant, He finds Fay Landon. Dainty Fay that cries a lot, and can talk a storm. He vows it's only a marriage of convenience, until the redhead let's her hair down, and shows him the woman behind the tears. She falls first, but he falls harder. In the middle of the war for a billion dollar empire, heartless Ace Atticus will learn that to come out victorious, he needs a Fay up his sleeve. THIRD MONTH OF WIN-WIN. PLEASE SUPPORT ME WITH YOUR VOTES, COLLECTIONS, REVIEWS, COMMENTS, AND GIFTS. THANK YOU.

angel_freeborn · Urban
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263 Chs

A MESSENGER?

Ace pushed the strange girl away, and rose to his feet. "What do you think you're doing?" He asked in a cold threatening voice.

"Oops," she covered her mouth and giggled, clearly drunk. "My friends. A dare. But it's true what they say." She laughed again, and sashayed out of their presence.

"Hey, calm man. Calm." Landon standing up, helped Ace back to his seat.

"This is crazy, man! No one wants to take a fucking hint. Do I need to print an I'm not interested and on my fucking forehead?" He hissed, and dropped to his seat.

Landon leaned to the side on his chair, carefully observing his friend.

"What?" Ace asked when he noticed him staring.

He opened his mouth to answer when the waiter returned with their whiskey.

"I'm so sorry for the delay, sirs. There was a slight holdup at the inventory."

"Just give me that." Ace snatched a bottle out of his hands, while the waiter placed the other bottle on the table.