ROMANCING THE BILLIONAIRE

y to find, but she had to tear her short leather skirt a

the side of his face smooshed against the rug. Amaya came to a halt and

d his buttocks

before contin

y, giving herself one little, pleasurable

eficial. J

snow falling as she shut the door. Light, lacy flakes fell from the leaden sky.

e morning. Amaya wished she had a car so she could go have a cup of hot coffe

irled on the ground. She ran swiftly in her high-heeled boots, carefully avoiding

ith the trellis on the side of Mary's house and star

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m and locked the door. Only then did Amaya let herself beli

as a s

a bachel

on T

e- Fuck! Not pa

counter, that this was one part of her evening that Mary would never know about. It woul

ted with makeup, the Lady Gaga-like eyeliner and shadow smeared. Her glossy red lipstick was all gone, thoroughly kissed away.

untamed woman, but a

kbones are brightly coloured. Lips that were slig

en think

nd skirt, then slid off her pants and tu

e'd been behind the protection and anonymity of that mask, and how Chase had l

care about you. Just a stripper on the road to now

off her body, get rid of his aroma, forget the fe

ut it ever

r water. She'd give Mary a detailed report as soon as she

sk was

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e down blanket. He grumbled and gradually awoke. He gri

is

ticipating the searing pleasure of an instant r

ed his e

had va

ingers over his hair. Odd. He still hadn't paid

into a frenzy before he dragged her back into his den. And he could honestly expl

heard of sex l

d remembered that face, with its short black bobbed hair and s

ge you to

ssing her after the first

lot of sexual experiences, but last nig

e fr

had sh

a startling thought.

his comprehension. I

ad sh

ly wrapped around her slim body, he'd realised he wanted

oo long. When Daisy walked into his life and dared him to

d indee

. He'd awoken craving her, reaching for her, and wanting to rekindle that tremendous sexual pa

dd

he clock. It's 10

The w

corridor as he fastened his belt. When he entered the family r

t moving. Get t

d, softly shaking hi

ntinued

e trembled

ttered. "Stop k

ck, thinking about i

amnit, Tyler, get up! You

his foggy eye and l

ed, his voice barely above

, I'll make coffee; we have

Yeah, I

tarted; you've got to look a

Chase felt sorry for him and dire

eone who resembled Daisy, the woman he had once deeply loved. However, he was aware that th

ound, trying to discreetly inquire about her, but it seemed like she had already left the venue. Feeling a mix of disappoi

in conversations with other guests. However, throughout the evening, he couldn't help but catch glimpses o

woman or simply letting it go and accepting that it was probably just a strange coincidence. Eventually, he ch

and immersed himself in the happiness of the occasion, deciding to cherish the memories of this day rather than dwell on fleeting resemblances. Whether the maid of

e knew sh

ne