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“Daddy loves you too, baby girl,” he ground out in a low voice, that huge hard snake pressing in my stomach. Oh god, he was going to put it in me, and my pussy wanted it desperately, juicing once more. But I couldn’t take it. I’d already lost every vestige of self-respect and I couldn’t take more of the same, I couldn’t keep going on with this farce.
So with all my strength, I pushed against his chest, resisting.
“I can’t do this anymore, Gray. Not again,” I cried out pitifully, heart breaking. “Please don’t say that. Please don’t.”
But the big man wasn’t deterred. He pulled me nearer, curvy form so close to him that we were almost one.
“Don’t say what?” he rumbled soothingly. “That I love you? That you love me? That we belong together?”
“Yes exactly!” I cried out, sitting up again, my voice breaking. “This is a fake marriage, remember? And I can’t … I can’t … I can’t do it anymore, I’m sorry,” I whispered brokenly. “I’m sorry.”
But the billionaire stroked my head like I really was a kitten, whispering soothingly against my hair even as that rock hard member nudged my behind.
“The thing is baby girl, that I really do love you,” he ground out in my ear. “And if you’ll have me, I’d like to stay married. For real this time, no more bullshit.”
My heart started pounding in my chest, so fast and violent I was sure he could hear it. But I didn’t raise my head, not trusting myself. I was too fragile, overcome with hope.
“What do you mean?” came my tiny voice. “What do you mean?”
The alpha chuckled deeply.
“What I mean is that we should stay married,” he rumbled. “What do you think of that, baby girl? For real this time, Mrs. Channing?”
This time I raised wide brown eyes to him.
“But you’ve already paid me,” I said woodenly. “I took the money the first day.”
He shook his head slowly, a smile quirking the edge of his lips.
“That cash is nothing,” he rumbled. “And I wouldn’t expect less from a smart girl. What I’m saying, sweetheart, is that I’ve fallen in love with you the real way. And I want to make it legit between us, not just on paper.”
I glanced at him sideways, lips trembling.
“But why?” I asked, voice low. “You already have everything, why would you need me, someone with nothing to offer?”
He stared at me once hard, eyes going dark.
“Because I practically tore this place apart when you went missing. For two hours, I was a fucking bull in a china shop, going crazy looking for you. Me,” he growled roughly. “The guy who has everything went nuts over one tiny female. Can you believe it?”
“And baby,” he continued, grabbing my hand. “Why do you say you have nothing to offer? You have these tits, this sweet pussy, and most of all, that big, beautiful brain and sweet, sparkling personality. Why do you say you have nothing?”
I took a deep breath, letting myself relax as rightness flooded over me then, a warm, golden heat, soothing my soul. Because if Gray had said it was only about my body, the way I cream at the slightest touch of his dick, how I worship that hot pole, I would have walked.
But evidently, the billionaire loves me for real. He loves me for who I am. He loves me for my ups and downs, my conversation, in addition to the way the physical crackles between us. He loves the way we always have things to say to each other, the words never growing dull, the repartee lively and vivid. And best of all, I adore him too. Gray’s my dream come true, a dark alpha who came out of nowhere to make me a deal. A sordid one for sure, but one that I took with open eyes.
So I took a deep breath.
“Are you sure, Mr. Channing? I have to know because if you change your mind,” I choked. “I might die.”
The big man swooped down, claiming my lips with his.
“Change my mind? Why would I do that? You’re everything to me, Kitty Jones, everything. After I went fucking insane looking for you, I realized what was wrong. I have everything I want in life, and that includes you. You, pretty girl, mean the world to me and I can’t wait to make everything right. Forever, honey, for the next oh, fifty years or so.”
And feelings welled up in my chest, so powerful, so emotional, that I couldn’t speak for a moment. Instead, I turned my eyes to Gray and merely kissed him, imbuing the touch with everything I felt.
“Yes, Mr. Channing,” I murmured. “Yes. Forever.”
So despite our crazy start, things have worked out well. More than well, absolutely spectacular because our relationship is out of this world. Maybe it began as a transaction, and there was money paid for my body, but somehow, it’s evolved into so much more. Our souls are entwined, hands clasped, and gazing into those deep blue eyes, I can feel how right it is.
