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

Watching long enough to judge her intention, he stopped the video, and exited the app.

He returned the phone to the spot he had picked it up from. His eyes darted towards Fay just before he turned around to exit the room.

Her innocent frame, sleeping, while the aftermath of tears burned on her cheeks, inflamed him.

He was pissed. She had obviously seen the video. She probably thought him a shameless womanizer.

"But why do you care?" A voice in his head asked.

"Shut up!" He muttered between breaths.

Dusting his heels, he walked out of the room, and gently shut the door behind him.

Fay stirred a little in her sleep, as a familiar scent filled her nostrils.

It was dark, yet alluring. The emptiness called on to her. One step at a time, she approached it. Whether a dream or reality, she couldn't tell.

A BOLD STEP