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.
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Mid-cry, Seth heard silent sobs and paused. Tilting his head towards Fay, his brow furrowed when he discovered she was also crying.
His pain turned into amusement as he watched her cry. She couldn't possibly be crying because of a stranger's story. Something had to have happened to her.
There was no one that was that empathetic towards a stranger.
Silently, he watched her cry. He could see a little of Carla, Rayce, his daughter-in-law and even himself in her.
If his granddaughter had survived the accident, she would be around her age. Because he never got to meet her, he satisfied his conscience and curiosity by imagining the redhead who was trying and failing to be discreet with her tears, as his own blood.
And the most fascinating part of that imagination was that he could see it. Didn't his wife mention his daughter-in-law had freckles? Didn't his own son have dimples?
She suddenly lifted her head, and he whipped his to the other side.