Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 234281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1171(@200wpm)___ 937(@250wpm)___ 781(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 234281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1171(@200wpm)___ 937(@250wpm)___ 781(@300wpm)
Which was why now, upon answering a call on his office phone from an unidentified number, Leon heard the other person on the line drawl in a bland voice, “This is Damen Leventis.”
Shit, Leon thought, disconcerted. So this was how billionaires operated.
“To what do I owe the pleasure, sir?” Leon asked mockingly.
Fucking punk. Damen refused to be baited into losing his temper. “I’d like to keep this as brief as possible. To start with, my wife knows nothing about this call and I prefer for it to stay that way.”
“Scared she’ll get mad you’re being over-possessive?” Leon taunted.
“Secondly, she also hasn’t made any mention of you. But I’ve pretty good instincts, so I did my own homework.”
“Which means you probably know I’m on scholarship, broke, and with a family to feed back in Milan.”
“I also know your employer’s impressed by your intelligence, diligence, and knack for the market.”
Leon scowled. “If that’s some kind of dig—-”
“Not at all, Mr. Arlotta. I only want to be clear. I know everything there is to know about you.”
He bristled. “You don’t know a fucking thing—-”
“Anytime I choose, I can bring the roof down on your head and you won’t recover. We both know you’re going far. You have a bright future ahead of you. But you can’t afford any single misstep right now, and if I choose so, a misstep will be an understatement of how I can turn your world upside down.” The billionaire paused. “Is that clear to you?”
His jaw clenched, but his voice was flat and unimpressed as Leon said, “Get to your fucking point.”
“My wife has told me explicitly she wants to solve whatever’s bothering her right now. And because I love and trust her, I respect her decision. I won’t do anything.” Damen Leventis’ voice hardened. “If you think you have a chance to make my wife fall for you, that’s your choice. Whatever you do, just make sure you don’t fucking make her sad or cry in any way. Do that, and I will bring you down. Do you understand?”
“What I understand is that you may be more insecure than you’re letting on if you have to threaten—-”
“It’s not a threat, Mr. Arlotta. It’s a promise. My family is everything to me, and you may choose to believe otherwise, but one fact will never change: my wife will always be in love with me, and I will feel the fucking same way about her. Forever.”
The words might have been delivered in a casual voice, but a mix of arrogance and conviction also underlined them, making Leon grit his teeth.
“Thank you for your time, Mr. Arlotta.”
The phone went dead.
MAIRI STIRRED SLEEPILY in the bed when she heard her husband come back to the bedroom. “Damen?”
“Back, sweetheart.” He slipped in beside her, his hard body warm and naked. When she rolled towards him immediately, snuggling close, his lips curved as he teased, “You missed me already?”
“I always miss you,” she mumbled against his shoulder, her arms wrapping more tightly around him, her leg slipping between his.
The new position allowed his cock to nestle against her belly, and the mere contact had his member fully erect in moments. Desire surged inside him, and he suppressed a groan. “Mairi,” he said hoarsely. “Your wrist?”
“It’s okay.” She pressed herself closer to his body, an answer in itself as well.
“Thank fuck,” he growled, making her laugh as he rolled her onto her back. Their lips fused, their tongues dancing against each other. He nipped her lower lip as her legs tightened around his waist.
“Damen.” She moaned his name out loud, throwing her head back as his lips moved down. He sucked on her neck, hard and sweet. He sucked on the tender skin for so long it had her crying out, her fingers sinking in his hair.
When he finally lifted his mouth, she palmed his chest and pressed, a silent request to let her take the lead. Damen understood, and he rolled them again until he was under her. Straddling her husband, Mairi licked his nipple, laving it with her tongue before her lips closed around the pebbled flesh and she started to suck.
Damen bucked against her and squeezed the soft, round cheeks of her bottom.
She moved to the other nipple, doing the same thing, and loving the way her husband stiffened more and more under her. When she lifted her head, Mairi gasped. Damen moved quickly, twisting her around until her pussy was on his face and hers was on his cock.
She gasped again when she felt her husband licking the folds of her pussy. His cock bumped against her parted lips, and she moaned. Trying to balance herself on top of Damen with just one hand, she finally managed to take hold of his cock and slowly worked her way on swallowing his entire length.