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

Fay took a step back, before she was totally lost in the moment.

His head rose to meet hers, a curious glimmer in his eyes.

"Nothing," she shook her head. "I just have a headache." She lied. She held her breath, hoping he'd believe and not push it.

"Do you want me to call the doctor?" He grimaced with worry.

"No," she said a little too quickly, before sobering up. "I'm fine. I'll be fine. Let's just go." She couldn't say home. It didn't feel like it was going to be home, yet.

"Alright," he relented, but the curiosity didn't leave his eyes. "Are all of your bags already in the car?"

"Okay. Are you ready to leave now?" He lifted a brow.

"I am." She nodded, but her heart lurched at the lie.

TWO DIFFERENT MEN