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

With her cheeks inflamed, Fay turned around, ready to flee out of the garden, but Ace's voice stopped her dead in her tracks.

Slowly, she swirled, biting her lips as she did.

"Why are you trying to run away?" He asked calmly.

"Uhmm, nothing." She gave up, realizing there was nothing she could possibly say that wouldn't make her look more like an idiot.

His eyes went down to the bag in her hands, and his brow lifted. "What's that?"

"What?" She looked down. "Oh this?" It went behind her in a flash. "Nothing."

"Yeah, so you just happened to wander into the garden with a bag in your hands, all for nothing?"

When he put it that way, her points were basically backed up. Regardless of what she said, or didn't say, and do, or didn't do, she still looked like an idiot.

"You don't want to speak?" He asked.

His voice was calm, but it sent a nervous tremor all over her body.

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