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The Billionaire's Pampered Wife

[Mature Content.] “Afraid? Oh, dear, I can burn the world and no one will blame me as long as I have my husband’s money in my pocket.” — Irene Russell’s hard work for years was turned into junk when her boyfriend stole her work and gave it to her wicked step-sister. The public immediately recognizes her step-sister as a genius, while Irene must bear huge losses. Her boyfriend dumped her and declared he had been cheating on Irene’s step-sister since the beginning. After drowning herself in bottles of red wine, a piece of cake suddenly fell from heaven. Her boyfriend’s boss suddenly asked her to marry him to clean his name from a nasty scandal. Desperate to earn money, Irene accepted his offer. However, after she read their marriage contract, she realized every point in the contract was intended to spoil her to the root. — “You’re the perfect candidate to be my future wife.” Irene, “A woman like me can give you a headache, Mr. Delacroix.” “Oh, it’s such a coincidence,” Sebastian told her with playful intonation. “I like troubles.” — With the help of Sebastian Delacroix’s money, Irene could climb the ladder of success. At the end of the day, would her ex-boyfriend and her step-sister cry the blood of tears after betraying her? — Contact me Instagram: @zenanicher

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Why Am I The Only One Naked? [M]

Sebastian's car stopped at the edge of the beach, the low hum of the engine fading as he turned it off. The rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore greeted them as they sat in silence for a moment.

Irene couldn't see anyone else on the beach except for them. Maybe because they arrived at midnight and it was a weekday, people preferred to sleep at home instead of coming to the beach.

"It never occurred to me that someone like you could bring me to a place like this instead of a fancy diner." Irene rolled down the window, letting the ocean breeze brush against her skin.

"You don't like it?" Sebastian sounded hesitant, as if he regretted taking Irene to the beach.

"I like it." Irene gave him a big smile before getting out of the car. She walked to the shore, then took off her shoes. "Come on! Get out of the damn car!"

Sebastian immediately followed her, the cool sand beneath their feet grounding them in the moment, making all the troubles in their lives simply disappear. The ocean breeze rustled through the air, carrying the scent of salt water and the peaceful night.

"This is nice." Irene took a deep breath and said, "It's been so long since I've been to the beach."

Irene had always been caught up in her work and had no time to get out into nature. After her business went bankrupt, all she could do was lament her fate at home before making a deal with Sebastian.

When she thought about it, this was the first time she had come to such a relaxing place. "But why bring me here?"

As they continued to walk along the shore, Sebastian's voice broke the comfortable silence. "You know," he began, looking over at Irene, "I used to come here all the time when I was in high school."

Irene turned to him and walked backwards. "Really? I didn't expect a young master like you to come to the beach instead of playing with his friends at the club."

Sebastian smiled, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes as he looked out at the dark sea. "Whenever I needed to clear my head or escape for a while, this beach was where I'd come. It's always been a special place for me---just me, the ocean, and the stars."

After seeing his family's circumstances and the way they interact, Irene could understand why Sebastian always came to this place to find peace. As a person born into a wealthy family, it must not be easy to carry all of people's expectations on his shoulders.

Irene stopped her steps and looked at the night sky, which was adorned with a bunch of starlights. Their reflection fell into the sea, making the surface of the water seem to sparkle. "I can see why you loved it here."

"Really?" Sebastian held her hand, pulling her closer so he could see her face clearly. "I thought a gold digger only wanted to go to fancy places."

Irene clicked her tongue. "You know. A gold digger also likes something cheap, so she doesn't get bored with fancy things." She turned around and looked around before she whispered, "Want to fuck in here?"

Sebastian almost choked on his own saliva when he heard that. "Really? That's the first thing you want to do after I tell you how peaceful this place is?"

She rolled her eyes. "Don't pretend you don't want to. The romantic atmosphere, a nostalgic memory, and a bunch of surprises. Why would you give me all that if you didn't want me to get carried away and end up in your bed?"

Sebastian chuckled. "Am I that obvious?"

"Every man is the same anyway." Irene whispered next to his ear. "They love to fuck a beautiful woman like me."

He put his hands behind her, touching her spine and moving to her neck. "But they're not the same as me. At least I like to dress my pretty woman in gold and diamonds."

Irene pushed him down into the sand and sat on his lap. Her hand ran from his chin to his chest. "How about buying me gold for every round?"

Sebastian grinned from ear to ear. "Diamond sounds better."

In the midst of the darkness, two people kissed each other wildly, as if they couldn't live until tomorrow.

Their bodies pressed heatedly against each other, breathing heavily as their lips pressed together. Vaguely, Irene could feel the thud of their combined heartbeats.

Irene's body felt hotter even though the sea breeze was constantly brushing her skin. She tried to untie her dress, but Sebastian tore it off instead so he could quickly see her naked body.

She pushed him away and looked at him angrily. "You ripped my dress!"

Sebastian giggled, kissing her lips again and again as if he wanted to ignore her complaint. "Didn't I promise to give you a diamond for every round? You can buy as many clothes as you want."

Then he could rip off her clothes as many times as he wanted.

Irene was still a little angry, but that feeling went away immediately when Sebastian opened her bra and roughly kneaded her breasts. Her breasts were soft and tender and he wanted to hold them in his hands forever.

"Don't squeeze too hard," Irene protested, but she didn't push him at all.

Sebastian stopped moving his hands. His gaze was fixed on her emerald eyes, which seemed to be glassy. "What do you want me to do? Suck them? But that doesn't sound like a bad idea."

Before Irene could answer, he was kissing her peaks. She arched her back as he suddenly stimulated her nipples. When the nipples hardened, Sebastian didn't wait too long before sucking them in turn.

"You ... mhm." Irene refrained from moaning as Sebastian grabbed her buttocks and gently kneaded them before sliding into her panties.

She tightened her grip on Sebastian's shoulders as her legs suddenly weakened. Within minutes, Sebastian was pulling off her panties as well, making her lower part felt a little cold.

"Hey, are you going to strip me here?" Irene protested, "Your clothes are still intact!"

That was so unfair!

They were in a public place, but Irene was the only one exposing her entire body without exception. If anyone saw what they were doing, only she would be humiliated!

"Doesn't that excite you?" Sebastian slides his fingers into her honey pot and finds her hole already so wet and slippery.

"Tell me, do you want me to fuck you here?" whispered Sebastian in a sensual tone.