Billionaire's Desire ✔

Prologue

🔹PROLOGUE 🔹
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*****Dangerous like a bullet when shot, ruthless like a hungry lion and lustful like a devious of a man*****

My breath skip as he slips his hand inside my flimsy white blouse making my head fly back to earn a pertinent smirk on his rigid but handsome face I fell in love with to my despair. Not all face that beautiful are worthy of falling for. But a gullible couldn't discern so.

I almost feel bare and the thin barrier between our chest couldn't stop him from crushing me into the hard wall and ravaging me trying to pick up on every inch of me.

My lips are pressed hard to not moan as he bites my neck erratically, sipping me in and filling me with his intricate dark desires.

Dark desires!

"Stop! Ethan, stop!" I yell at him, trying to push his hard chest but he is not flinching even for compelling himself into me.

"I want to marry you, love! " He whispers, dangerously just next to my ear as he nibbles the back of my ear.

" No! That's not happening. " I shout again pushing him with full force in futile.

" You are Mine." He whispers but now facing me. His eyes cold and his face holding the smirk.

"I would rather die than be with you. You are heartless Devil! " I hiss as I step onto his shoes onto my heels with an earnest desire to make a hole through his feet.

" I will not let you die love. Because what's mine lives per me. " He gives me cold smile as he notices what I am doing.

He raises me by the waist such that my toes touch the tip of his shoes.

His strength is par to fool him. My teeth ground in anger as I am not giving up. I shake myself, punch his chest all in vain.

What irritates me most is his amused devilish face that doesn't leave that damned smile away in pleasure.

"This is how you make me want you under me. I love how you fight love. " He says this before crushing my lips with his fucking mouth.

I fight him not to enter but he bites my bottom lip, sucking on it and then seeking the entrance. I control my aroused feeling but I give in.

I give in all over again to this devil for a man. He smiles between our kisses. His lips explore each corner of my mouth hitting the top of the desires that always engulf me when he does it.

My hands rub his back above the fabric. They want to touch his muscular body arouses in me.

"Kiss me back! " He commands.

That is what I yearn for at this moment so I bounce up to him to discover the secrets his black heart holds.

They say he never dates the same girl after a nightstand. He even doesn't give them a second glance so remembering their names is moot.

If I give in, he will leave me as he did to every other girl. I will cry all my life for him. That's not happening. No. No no no...

This thought makes me shiver more than his touch. Fear and desertion take a toll on me and I find myself pushing him this hard that he stumbles and his feet take several steps back.

Taking several breaths, I try to calm my racing a mile heart. My chest moves up and down making him stare at that.

"I don't want to lose myself else I will do it here love. " He groans making himself comfortable in his two long feet.

His large body having loads of muscle intimidate me like hell and I try to not show him how much scared I am of him.

He marched towards me and I yell again to force him to root himself at the spot, "Don't dare to come near me devil. "

He stops but grins like an idiot," I will not force you but remember you are Mine. "

His possessive and strong voice claims me without my permission and I look at him in horror.

Collecting my strength and courage, I spit," Live in your dreams! " and walk past him.

" Love. " I hear his deep husky voice behind me.

Love?

What an old-fashioned way of leering over a woman?

Fear of being followed by him and then forced again engulf me till my feet don't stop and they work ahead badly.

What if he doesn't leave me next time?

His reputation is dangerous and even the other man of power thinks before going against him.

He rules upon people and who don't listen to him, he crushes them under his feet.

He is dangerous like a bullet when shot, ruthless like a hungry lion, and lustful like a devious of a man.

Gripping my purse tightly I try to get myself easy but fail miserably. I step out of that damned club of his on which I unknowingly stepped in.

I take a cab to get back to my safety. To my small but trustable flat. Out of his dirty head and lustful eyes.

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