[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.
"I've never walked along a beach before. Thank you for accompanying me," Fay said as they returned to the bench they had occupied some minutes before.
Seth, feeling the best he had in years, gave her an affectionate smile. "No, thank you, young lady. Because of you, I've smiled more in one night than I ever thought I would. Thank you for stopping by the beach and giving me the opportunity to meet you. It's an encounter I won't forget in a very long time."
With tingling happy feets, she drew closer to him, and they came together in an embrace.
Fay's heart lurched as she pulled away. She didn't understand this feeling she had developed around the old man.
Only that it was nostalgic. Like she knew him a long time ago, even if she had no memory of ever meeting him.