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

In a spur of the moment, his heel turned, and he grabbed Reign by the arm. "You, you're coming with me," he said.

He pulled her along with him, and didn't stop until they were by her car.

"The nerve to even drive into my house!" He dragged the icy words between his teeth.

"What nerve?!" She yelled at the top of her voice. "Did you think about nerves when you were—"

His hand went over her mouth, muffling the words she was about to spew. "Give me your keys," he said in a voice so cold, it rivaled Antarctica.

She pushed her purse forward, too scared for a rebuttal. He grabbed the purse and searched inside for the key.

"Get in," he said when he found it.

Going around to the driver's seat, he opened the doors and went into the car.

LOOP OF PROBLEMS