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.
UNCHANGEABLE MIND
Ace was grabbing the bottle of whiskey he kept on his bedside table when his door opened, and Landon walked in.
He rolled his eyes when he saw him.
"How do you even know I'm here? Can't someone have their privacy anymore?"
Landon jumped on the bed, and kicked his shoes off his feet.
"You sounded like you needed to talk. You know I'm not the type to pass on a good conversation."
He snatched the bottle off Ace's hand, and brought it to his lips.
"To a good conversation," he laughed, and drank from it.
"No, I don't want to talk." He snatched the bottle right back, and also drank straight from it.
"It's strong, yeah?" Landon asked when he wheezed.
"The matriarch would love it."
His response was to show just how much the matriarch loved her alcohol. She would sneak her way round sweets, but never alcohol. And she was the one person he knew could hold her liquor down.
"So what's the verdict?"