angel_freeborn

[SLOW BURN} (CHECK OUT MY NEW MAFIA ROMANCE. OUT NOW!)

"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 cleared her desk, and grabbed her briefcase hastily.

She hurried out of her office, instructed her personal assistant to shift whatever important meeting she had for the day to another day, and stormed away.

Her driver had made the round with her car, when she stepped out of the company.

She dropped her briefcase, and was about to enter the car, when another car drove roughly behind her, and stopped.

The screeching sound it made, caused her to turn around, a little distracted by the noise.

A hand stretched out of the car, and pulled her inside.

It happened within a blink, and the car sped away.

Her driver jumped out of the car, and his eyes strained to see if he could catch the plate number.

Unfortunately, he couldn't. Next thing he did was to pull out his phone, and began to dial the police.

"What the hell is this?!" Fay screamed, underneath the box they had used to cover her face.

A BLAST FROM THE PAST