She Took The House, The Car, And My Heart
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret
Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After
The Phantom Heiress: Rising From The Shadows
The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think
Too Late For Regret: The Genius Heiress Who Shines
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now
Jilted Ex-wife? Billionaire Heiress!
The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Rising From Ashes: The Heiress They Tried To Erase
Sophia Taylor lay gasping on the pillow, her fair back covered in hickeys and her hair disheveled.
Click.
The sound of a zipper being pulled and a belt being buckled could be heard.
Sophia raised herself on her elbow and beckoned the man, her face adorned with a white lace mask.
"Come here."
She fumbled for her wedding ring on the bedside table, put it back on her ring finger, and picked up her checkbook.
The man put on his shirt and hurried to the bed.
Sophia tore a check out, looking up proudly at the familiar yet strange man before her.
The man wore a black mask, which covered the lower half of his face, revealing his sharp jawline and thin and luscious lips.
He looked quite like her damn husband.
Sophia's gaze slid downwards - smooth chest muscles, a defined six-pack, and a faintly visible Adonis belt...
Sophia reached out, intending to touch the man's enticing abs, but the man stepped back, avoiding her hand.
He resisted her touch? After all they had done, what was there to be shy about?
She recalled the way he had pinned her down on the bed and ravaged her last night.
His movements were skilled, arousing, and varied.
Indeed, making love was satisfying.
"Don't you speak?" Sophia asked.
The man looked down at her fair skin. She was half-naked under a burgundy thin blanket, her chest half-exposed.
His dark eyes held a cold and desirous depth as he nodded slightly.
So, he was mute...
No wonder she hadn't heard him make any sounds other than gasps last night.
It was disappointing, but on second thought, she felt a man good in bed and unable to speak was even better.
He wouldn't cause trouble for her.
Sophia took the man's belt and stuffed the check into his underwear.
"You made me feel good last night. Here's your tip."
The man gasped as he grabbed her hand.
This crazy woman was still not satisfied after last night...
He stared at Sophia.
Her lips, fiery red, slightly parted to reveal her pearly white teeth. She gave a satisfying smile like a soul-enchanting demoness.
"I look forward to your next performance."
Oakleaf Estates.
"Madam, dinner is ready."