Billionaire's Passionate Encounter

asually sipping her Mimosa and glancing at the tide rising in th

is bemused. ''You f

s glint. ''I analyze the market when I have a lot of time on my hands,'' she said. She saw the confusion in his eyes. She was a Literature major, and his research into her life wouldn't have c

no res

tood up. She was bored to death a

articular and strolled barefooted into the beach,

briefly as she wal

ith her,'' she said, her face not hiding

''I'm paying her well for her servic

to believe she's Miss Carter, you hav

words. ''That's the whole idea of

rpose by ignoring her, but she pursed her

water. She might have access to his life right now

r,'' Melissa said, reading his mind. A

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eyes seemed to have found a new delight in her face as time and again, they found their way to Olivia

electricity race through him, as if h

ew it was irrational; he had more important things to think about. But he couldn't deny the effec

she tucked a strand of hair behind

lap, the other holding a wine glass. The candlelight cast a

etween both women, strain

imself, his gaze darting back to Olivi

the house. The air was still outside but cool. The quiet solitude of the beach was exactly what he nee

mpromise his ability to achieve his goals. He had always prided himself on his discipline and single-minde

scipline in the face of s

ings for Olivia, all those sensations seemed pale in comparison. There was something about her, som

minutes, his thoughts lin

It was a necklace. He had seen Olivia wearing it that afternoon. He pick

said, although it was actual

he rational part of his mind was arguing against wh

ed softly on the door, waiting

, and then the click of the door unlocking. She stood there, wearing a larg

estmo

oice gentler than he intended. "But I foun

assionate kiss. Her initial surprise gave way to something deeper, something more primal. Her hands found their way to his shoulders, drawi