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"Shhhh," he cut me off, his palms spreading on the revealed skin of my abdomen. His index fingers made their way into the waistband of my sweatpants as he pressed his front closer to my behind. 

"Don't shush m-" I tried to argue.

"I said so," he stated, his tone going deeper as his hand went lower, this time to the waistband of my panties. I couldn't control my breathing anymore, more so as his teeth lightly grazed my neck. "So you better obey."

^^^^^^^

They say "A night in Vegas can change your life."
Rachel didn't think this saying would apply to her. Well that was until she opened the door of her hotel room after a crazy night out.

As a marriage certificate is shoved in her face, she notices a glistening diamond on her ring finger.

The piece of paper turns out to be legit as stated by the lawyer who presented it. What's more shocking is that her said husband is Lorenzo Caden Peters, one of the best actors in the world and soon to be CEO of the biggest textile company around the globe.

How would their life turn out?

To Love & To Hold

—She's with him for his fame and money, —

"Fuck," he groaned as he pulled out, his right arm steadying me as his juice, tainted with mine, leaked out of me. Just then, my legs finally gave out, causing my body to roll over and drag him with me, our limbs tangled with each other as we lay on our backs. "I sure did a number on you didn't I?"

"Do I need to answer that?" I questioned in a scoff, while he chuckled beside me, his fingers playing with my nipple.

"Should I make you answer that?" He implored in a deep tone as he pinched my nipple, provoking a gasp from me as he kissed my shoulder. "Trust me, you won't need words. Your body will tell me all I need to kn—"

The ringing tone came again and I realized the song was 'crazy tinz' by Nigerian female singer, Tems. I smiled at the realization and said, "look who's finally falling in love with afrobeats."

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