angel_freeborn

[SLOW BURN] {HEAVY SMUT FROM CHAPTER 100}

"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.

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THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRYBABY

She sniffled as they pulled away.

"Hey, you're still crying?" He wiped off her tears with his hands. "Is it something I said?" His hand lifted her chin, as he gazed directly into her eyes.

"No, it's nothing," she shook her head, withdrawing her face from his hold. "I was just a little overwhelmed by the emotions." She lied through her teeth.

How could she tell him she felt a certain way about his closeness with Reign? They had known each other even before she existed in his life. It would be ridiculous of her to try and come in-between a relationship that had a solid foundation.

No, she needed to know her place. The dolting wife to the big shot, who was supposed to keep quiet, and never be offended. After all, it wasn't going to last a lifetime. Heck, it wasn't going to last past a year.

"You're sure?" He asked, with an intense gaze.

He had such beautiful eyes. So beautiful, one could easily get lost in his stare.

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