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To Catch The Runaway Bride

To Catch The Runaway Bride

Ela Osaretin

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Billionaire Ivan Grayson do not believe in love or marriage.but when most of his properties are seized and with his inheritance on the line..he is placed in a tough spot.Ivan is angered that he has to shared his life with a woman now. When he thought his life couldn't get more upsetting,he meets a drunk lady on a wedding dress who mistook him for her ex-lover.

Chapter 1 Chapter 1

On the luxury seat reserved for super VIPs, a man attracted the attention of all the women in the noisy bar. Although he was just sipping his drink, his powerful aura could be felt through his every single movement.

Not a single person dared to come forward and strike up a conversation.

He is the president of the well-known Imperial Group, Ivan Grayson. It was rumored that no one had been born who dared to offend him. He is known as the callous and decisive emperor of the business world, but also a rare business genius. "Failure" is never allowed in his world, and during the two months since he became the president of the Imperial Group, he has increased the market value of the company to trillions of dollars.

The world has never been fair. Ivan Grayson is not only filthy rich, but as handsome as if his facial features had been sculpted by God. Apart from the wealth he accumulated, his face alone can make women yearn to have one night with him.

But this imperial man hates women who threw themselves at him. At all times he wants to take the initiative. He prefers to be a hunter who makes the first move to get the prey he wants.

It's possession, dominance, and excitement that make things interesting.

So, who will be the lucky girl in his bed tonight?

"Whoa, man, where's the story going?" Xavier, a friend of Ivan Grayson's since he was a kid, is a typical playboy who doesn't turn down a woman who comes to him. They are poles apart in personality.

"The show is about to begin." Ivan Grayson held his glass. His hunter-like eyes fixed on the sexy woman shimmying her hips on the dance floor.

He saw the appreciation and challenge in her gaze and his cock stirred in anticipation...

"Oh, poor girl, I already foresee another heartbroken woman tonight." Xavier joked.

Ivan Grayson didn't reply, since he agreed on that.

Every woman had delusions of being the end of his love life, but that wasn't going to happen, ever.

He hated being imprisoned by anything.

Ivan was a person who already had his entire life calculated and planned.He loved being a CEO.He loved doing business and acquiring business deals in a twinkle of an eye.

Being the only child of his parents,his father had instilled discipline and a great responsibility on him for being his only heir and so far,Ivan has exceeded his father's expectations.

When he took over Imperial Group,the company's earnings had skyrocketed.He was one of the most sought after billionaire in Texas but he would never let anyone tie him down in that sham called marriage.It was against the rules he had laid down for his life.

Love.romance.marriage..those things weren't for him.there was absolutely no gain in that.

What's the fun in being committed to one person?

Ivan could never wrap his head around that.

He highly preferred having any woman at any time he wanted.As much as he worked hard.he fucked harder.

To him,that was the only reason to get involved with a woman.for just sex.

Love was a myth and he had never felt it.He was pleased with the fact that he wasn't wired to feel such a fickle and weak emotion.

Just then,the woman he had captured tonight with his eyes sashayed towards him and introduced herself as Isobel.

As she rubbed her hands on his shoulders,he bid farewell to Xavier and took her upstairs.

They got into an empty room and before she could ask irrelevant question,he went straight to the point.

"What do you want?"He watched as her gaze moved to his mouth.

It was an invitation.

He paused for a moment...just to make sure he was reading her correctly then he leaned down and kissed her.

It was the briefest touch...lips on lips..then nothing.

"I think you know what I want"She reached up to run her fingers through his hair and pulled him back to her warm and willing mouth.

She tasted of brandy with a faint hint of cigarette.

The taste was distracting.

He couldn't remember seeing her smoke at the bar.

He pulled her hard against himself,one hand at her waist while the other travelled down over her lush curves.

She had a small waist and large,firm breasts,which she pressed enticingly against him.

He wondered if they'll taste as good as they feel.

His hand skimmed down to her backside as he deepened the kiss, exploring her eager mouth.

"What do you want?"He whispered against her lips.

"You"Her voice was breathy and urgent.

She was turned on.

Big time.

She began to unbutton his shirt...He held still as she eased it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

"Turn around"

Isobel did as she was told but swayed a little in her high heels.

"Steady"He clasped her shoulders and pulled her tight against him,then turned her head toward him so he could see her eyes.

They were intent on his lips but she looked up at him.

Eyes bright... clear... focused... sober.

He nuzzled her neck,tasting her soft,fragrant skin with his tongue.

"I think it's time to lie down"He unzipped her short red dress and peeled it over her shoulders, pausing as he exposed the tops of her breasts concealed by a red bra.

He skimmed his thumbs across the surface of the lacy fabric.

She moaned and arched her back, pushing her breasts into his hands.

Oh yes!

His thumbs dipped beneath the delicate material and circled her hardening nipples as she groped behind her for the button on his jeans.

"We have all night"He murmured and released her before stepping back so that her dress slid down her body and pooled at her feet.

A red thong revealed her shapely behind.

"Turn around.I want to see you"

Isobel tossed her hair over her shoulder as she turned and gave him a searing look from beneath her lashes.

She has the most magnificent breasts.

He smiled and she smiled back.

This was going to be fun.

Reaching forward,He grabbed the waistband of his jeans and tugged sharply so her glorious tits are once more pressed against his chest.

"Kiss me"She growled.

Her voice low and demanding.

She ran her tongue over her top teeth and my body responded,his groin tightening.

"Only too happy to oblige"He clasped her head,his fingers in her silky hair and he kissed her more roughly this time.

She responded,her hands grabbing fistfuls of his hair as their tongues locked.

She stopped and looked at him with a salacious glint in her eyes as if, finally seeing him and liking what she sees.

Then her lips were once more feverish against his.

Man,she really wanted this.

Her fingers found the top button of his jeans and she pulled.

Laughing,he grabbed her hands and pushed her gently so they both fall onto the bed.

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When Ivan woke up, the woman was no longer in bed. It was his rule that he would not allow any woman to stay overnight.

The contract is a must, since he doesn't let anything get out of hand, including the women he sleeps with. And he has the world's top legal team to ensure that the women he sleeps with don't come back to him a second time.

He pulled over at his parking lot and strode,gracefully towards his house.

He had to freshen up and head for his company.

He frowned when he saw Monica by the door.

Monica was his housekeeper..

"Sir Ivan,your parents are here."The woman announced.

Ivan swallowed..since he climbed into his late twenties.there were two people he didn't like seeing..

His parents!

They keep pestering him to get married.

Taking a deep calming breath and with a fake smile plastered on his face,he walked into the house.

"Good morning,mom.Dad.Damn!You two should have informed me before coming over.I really need to get to work now.why don't we postpone.."

"That won't be necessary."His father thundered,standing up. "You're dismissed from your CEO position "

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