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Tame Me Falling for my driver

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Jessica C. Dolan

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

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buzz..... buzz....her vibrator echoed throughout the whole office.

Holy fuck!! miss Martins. The startled and swiftly walking Kim came to a sudden halt, closing his eyes with his hands.

what do you think you are doing? he reprimanded her. imagine someone else came in here and saw you like that!! he gestured with his fingers.

well....he or she will be welcomed to join me. she said seductively.

you can take off your hands down now! she assured him arranging her skirt down her pantyhose.

Heather! he sighed.

uhmmm... would you like to join me? she said seductively as she approached him till their noses almost touched.

uhmmm...he cleared his throat. I'd love to but, as you know I have a.... boyfriend.

arggggghhhh, she faked exhaustion. The good ones are always taken.

well... sweetheart, you could always find a good guy. Kim winked.

I'd rather not take advice from a guy who prefers dicks over pussies, heather teased.

ha..ha..ha... very funny.

yeah...that reminds me. Is it 4:00 yet? she asked suddenly rushing to her desk.

uhmmm..yeah. it's 4:05. he

looked at his watch. Got a date?

Hell.. yeah!!

wow...bitch! who's the lucky guy?

Brandon.

oh...that little piece of shit. he cursed under his breath.

well, excuse me Kim. That little piece of shit got like.... the best dick in the world.

oh...poor girl. how would you know if you haven't tried others?

I don't need others to know that Brandon is the best. heather confidently replied.

if you say so "heather". how sure are you that your "Brandon" isn't going around testing other bitches.

I don't think so.

look babe, I care for you and I love you. I don't want some petty ass nigga like Brandon stealing away your happiness. I've looked and studied that guy enough to know, he's not the right one for you.

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