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#CEO
#DRAMATIC
#SEDUCTIVE
#RICHFAMILY
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#BIGSHOT
#FLASHMARRIAGE

THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRYBABY

CHECK OUT THE BILLIONAIRE'S HAUGHTY BABY, which is the story of Ace, and Fays daughter, Dream. 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 · Urbano
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271 Chs
#R18
#CEO
#DRAMATIC
#SEDUCTIVE
#RICHFAMILY
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#BIGSHOT
#FLASHMARRIAGE

A BIGGER REVEAL

"Hello?" Fay answered the call.

She had found a space empty enough to occupy without having to worry about the noise coming from the party.

"And here I thought you were avoiding me, gorgeous. Hurt my feelings if I'm being honest with you. Anyway, how are you doing today?"

"I'm fine, but now is really not a good time. Don't you know how to stop when someone doesn't pick your call the first time?"

"Not really. Okay, maybe when it's others. For someone like you, I'll call over and over again until I get you."

"What do you want from me, Xylon?" She stroked the throbbing pain on her forehead.

"You."

"I'm sorry, but you can't have me. I didn't tell you the other day because I thought we were just on friendly terms, but I'm married. If that's going to change your mind about the perfumes you purchased, then I can just refund your money," she ranted, and when she was done, she was out of breath.