Once an heiress with everyone at her beck and call, Valerie lost everything after a single revelation. Six years later, Valerie is back to marry the 'poor' man her five years old daughter, Ruby has chosen to be her daddy. In the process, Valerie seeks to reclaim all that belongs to her and also to exact revenge on her enemies. What Valerie didn't see coming was that she would unlock a pandora box of secrets that would throw her and her daughter's life into more chaos. Greg Sinclair, the highly sought-after young billionaire, pretended to be a poor construction worker in order to become a part of Valerie and Ruby's lives. When he finally wins their trust, will he be able to hold his ground or will he be kicked out by both mother and daughter when his identity is revealed?
*Warning: This chapter is for mature audiences only.
"Fuck, Valerie!" He threw caution to the wind and pounced on her like a wide beast, engulfing her lips in a hungry, desperate, and intense kiss that left both craving for more.
Greg grabbed her breast with one hand, squeezing gently as his thumb drew circles around the hardened nip.
"Ah…" Valerie arched her back, pulling him in, her fingers locked in his ruffled hair, tongues dancing in sync.
Valerie moaned, her heart racing wildly in her chest, her veins throbbing with a frantic pulse. Her hands seemed to develop a mind of their own, roaming freely over Greg's broad shoulders, tracing the contours of his muscles before drifting down to his waist, her fingers clumsily dancing across his waistband.