THE BILLIONAIRE ULTIMATUM

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loosened, jaw clenched tight. The taste of expensive wine from the dinner still lingered, bitt

en, a woman who knew how to sit still and smile without giving too much away. She had been polite, pat

Ethan waiting in the wings, ready to be crowned if Alexander slipped. And then there was Luna. His Luna. The on

rce than necessary. The silence that greeted him was broken only by the fai

te," Luna

ling over her shoulders, dressed in one of his shirts, now loo

t his tie, tossing it carelessly onto a

filled with something gentler underneath. "Of course I

"Like me? That was never the pro

creased

wasn't ready for her to know. He couldn't. Not tonight. The conversation with

side her. "Nothing important," he muttered,

t, fingers lingering like she could feel the sto

feel this. It's beating because of you. Whatever happened tonight, whatever my

ike she was trying to believe every word. Then she leaned i

a challenge, a demand, the

t the world tilt, the suffocating weight of the dinner, his father's threats,

is hands gripped her waist, sliding under the silk shirt that barely covered her, and he re

trailing down her neck, tasting the soft curve of her skin. Luna a

voice trembling but insistent. "Don't thi

so h

edroom, while they kissed like they were desperate for somethin

e rough." Luna's v

dick sprang hard and long, as he climb

d her lips again and thrust inside her slowly. They both m

a maniac. He couldn't get enough of her. Right now he remembers n

ched into him. She could feel the pleasure twisting in her

nue thrusting into her, increasing his pace

removing his dick from her pussy w

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g on his chest, his hand brushing lazily along her spine. Hi

her hair. "I promise, Luna. I'll make them a

part of him feared it was

ndows of his penthouse. Alexander stood in the kitchen, nursing a

nolds' name lit up the screen.

eynolds," h

th that signature charm that made him the king of entertain

onto a stool.

ive me something. Did she bore you to de

fect, even. Which is the problem. She's exactly the kind of woman my father

w. "Ah. So, she'

He glanced toward the bedroom, where

dy know what your heart wants, Alex. The questi

ilence stretc

, my friend. At some point, you'll have to choose

, his phone beeped with anothe

ll you back," he said quickly, cutt

the

"The date has been decided. The engagement will

ing into him like a fist. "What? Witho

ed coolly. "It's done. The board expects i

be paraded like a pawn in your game.

Then you'll do as you're

ne wen

ning around the phone until he thought it might shatter. Next week. A week. His en

na's face, her trust, her love, they all felt like they were ha

PHARMACEUTI

moil within her. Her thoughts drifted back to dinner with Alexander Grey the night before the polite smiles, the calculated conversation, the heavy ex

oor pulled her f

alled, straighte

acefully. "The chairman wants to

he marble floor, a rhythmic echo of the inevitability she felt pressing down on her. Elena followed silently, and as they appro

ther's voice comm

framed certificates on the walls. A large wooden desk dominated the space, polished to a shine, with a leather chair sitting p

from his papers, piercing eyes fixed on her like twin searchlights. Avery felt a

s voice smooth but c

as her mind raced. She knew what this conversation would be about: Alexander G

wing. "So, Avery," he began, deliberate and meas

ady. "We discussed the terms of th

s more than you can understand right now. It is a union of influence, legacy, and power. You must play your part well. In a few

led, yet inwardly, her chest tightened. "Ye

name bound to hers. She wanted freedom, the ability to make her own choices without the heavy burden of legacy pressing down on her shoulders. B

know this is difficult. I know your heart may ache at the thought of sacrifice. But the family, the company, the legacy... it all rests on you n

was expected, she had no choice, but a spark of rebellion flared within her, private and unyieldi

, voice regaining its firm edge. "Remember, Avery, the weight you carry is

elegant, and controlled. "I will, Father," sh

n while she stood on the threshold of a life that wasn't truly hers. I will do this, she thou