THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRYBABY
[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.
SECOND CHANCE
The same knock that sounded on Grant's door for the past six months,sounded once more that morning.
Just like Grant had done every morning for the last six months, he opened the door, and ushered Alexander in.
"Any update?" Alexander asked, hanging his coat by the door side.
"Not yet. He just sits, and stares through that window all day," Grant replied.
Alexander sighed, as he drew closer to Ace Atticus.
He had expected that within this time frame, Ace would have gotten better psychologically at least.
His injuries had healed faster than he had expected, and that was what gave him the hope that the emotional scars would follow.
But he could see Ace was clearly holding on to the pain, so he wouldn't face the reality.
"Hey, good morning." He dragged a seat, and sat beside him.
"I know you still don't want to talk to anyone, but I'm here to give you some daily updates, and then check the injury in your head. Is that okay?"