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.
TWO SIDES TO ACE ATTICUS
Ace had found himself calling his mother last night, after dropping off Landon at his house.
Much as he tried, he couldn't get Sophie out of his head. The same haunting look she had, the twins had when they initially adopted them. Only difference was they were way younger than she was.
He thought himself above these petty human feelings. The only feelings that mattered were the ones that had to do with doing anything you possibly could to stay atop.
Sophie put a temporal halt to that ideology. He called his mum, and they met.
He did wonder a little if she would come see him. But that was his mother, and she let him know to always call even when they were at odds, as soon as she came through.
He told her about Sophie, and her interest was piqued.
"Let's go see the child tomorrow," she simply said, and that settled everything.
"You can't just start a process like that without informing us."