Page 15 of Wicked Praise


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There you are sexy.

“Fine, I’m not. But what do you have against money?” Blake asked, wishing he could get her to turn and face him.

Wishing he could slide his hand along her soft skin and get her to drop her defenses. There was a wall around this woman that was slowly cracking and now starting to intrigue him.

Something told him Bella had a few secrets and there was a lot more to her.

One night.

He was going to fuck her until she stopped blushing and started screaming.

She had his attention, but Blake had no time for a complicated woman, even if she did make him hard as fuck.

Bella might think those walls of hers were hiding her lust. She was wrong. He’d been watching her clench her thighs together and wiggle in her seat.

There was zero doubt her pussy was wet, and in a few hours, Blake would be running his tongue through her folds.

Then he could get back to business.










CHAPTER FIVE

What do I have againstmoney?

Nothing, really.

Except her mother had been abused and had her family empire taken from her all in the name of money. Her father hadn’t once reached out to meet her or show any interest in knowing who she was.

He’d married Tina Kennedy for her money.

And saw Bella as a threat.

Randall Scott was right about that. She was coming for her family empire and taking it back. Something she shouldn’t have to do, but because he’d been a greedy evil bastard, now she did.

So money, yeah, it made people do terrible things.

How did she answer Blake's question?

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