webnovel
#R18
#CEO
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#FLASHMARRIAGE
#RICHFAMILY
#SEDUCTIVE
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#BIGSHOT
#DRAMATIC

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
Classificações insuficientes
271 Chs
#R18
#CEO
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#FLASHMARRIAGE
#RICHFAMILY
#SEDUCTIVE
#LOVEAFTERMARRIAGE
#BIGSHOT
#DRAMATIC

DUAL POV

Ace entered his home office, ready for his online meeting scheduled for the morning of the event.

The event wasn't going to start until about 4pm. That gave him enough time to round up this meeting that was supposed to be held next week, but due to its urgency, had to be rescheduled for today.

Fay woke up with a need to eat sweets. She was craving something mouth harmful, but cravings fulfilling.

She jumped out of bed, and made it out in her pyjamas.

The first person she saw, thankfully, was a maid that worked in the kitchen.

"Is it possible to get some cake please?" She asked right after they exchanged greetings.

"Would you like it with freshly squeezed juice or coffee?"

"How about ice cream?" She shocked the maid by demanding.

If there was one thing the staff happily gossiped about, it was how the madam that now lived in the mansion never demanded for anything.

For her to do that now only meant she really wanted it.