angel_freeborn

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"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 left the room to get water for Dream. On her way back, she stopped by the room Leighton had previously taken her into, and picked her phone.

She returned to Ace's room, and discovered Dream was already fast asleep in her father's arms.

"So the water was for nothing then?" She muttered, and the sound made Ace open his eyes.

"Sorry, I'll just lea—" she was saying, when her phone rang.

Her eyes went to the time first. It was way past midnight, but also too late for anyone to be calling.

Looking closer, she saw it was Jason.

Through her lashes, she caught Ace's swift glance her way, before he turned away.

With a sigh, she backed him, and answered the call.

"Hey Fay. I wasn't expecting you to pick up," he said the second she answered.

"Then why exactly are you calling this late into the night?" She asked.

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