[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.
Doctor Leighton made the turn to the trauma ward, and stopped when she saw a man standing in the middle of the hallway.
As she drew closer, she spotted platinum hair between his legs.
Drawing even closer, curiosity in her eyes, and a cautiousness in her walk, her heart raced.
She was about to raise an alarm when the little girl moved, and she saw her face.
"Sophie?"
She jerked, and tightened her hold around Ace's leg.
Gently pulling her away, Ace turned around and came face to face with the doctor.
"Mr Ace Atticus?" She called.
"Yeah, why?"
"What are you doing with the little girl?"
"Talking." He shrugged.
She glanced between the little girl and a haughty looking man who happened to be her best friend's husband.