Saved by the Playboy Billionaire

KWELL

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setting, white greeted me everywhere I looked—or at le

d as I struggled to sit upright, a sleepin

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hat wouldn’t

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ala with a new perspective, only to go back

mbrace. I pushed her away irritably—realising a bit too late that I had been unnecessa

to get ou

I hesitated slightly. We all know why she came to bed with me… if I did

n’t hav

ited the room and then the hotel quickly. A shower would have been nice, but I couldn’t exactly risk

o to my ho

r me at Buzz, it was 8 o’clock, and I was a good thirty minut

way over to her. She looked much better today, but even I knew that she had just concealed the mark… it was going to take about a week

y chest again at the sight of her. I didn’t know when my lips widened, but before I

if I actu

d she was actually my prey—the

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Is. M

e, I couldn’t catch a single thing she was saying. Oh, I noticed her lips alright, but the only thing on my mind was how plump and lush they were… how badly I wanted to capture them in a kiss, rig

want

t made this

the only executive assistant to have lasted this long under me, and now, I wanted nothing mor

Black

guys, I’l

reading my thoughts, and with the way my cheeks felt war

to let it get to me, “It’s just this woman I hooked up with last night, she just won’t leave my thoughts,” I

yes. Her long chestnut hair was tied up in a ponytail, and she wore a green floral print off-shoulder dress that r

o

o

use

ake a complete ass of myself and I gratefu

d you leave me money like I’m some common pros

h

s, there was a possibility that she was just playing her cards right, or that she was really being genuine, but I gu

ey… I’ll be sure to hand it over the next time I se

a loud, unladylike snort. I shot her a glare. “I’ll let you know where we can meet for

ever happe

me… now I knew very well that it could be a s

e in pa

ers can’t solve. I’ll send you an address.”

*

I’d been out of the office for most parts of the day, having meetin

hem anyway? I just couldn’t understand how they’d let their beliefs get in the way of good business l

soul in sight since the last of all

was why I was back at the office—that, and the fact that I still needed to get my car… and as I

s always

th me, but with the way my fling radar was off, spendi

find a distressed Jennifer standing by her car, a beat down, orange colored Daew

hilarious if it hadn’t been for the fact that she burst into tea

scared, my car wouldn’t start, and there are no cars a

t then her hazel eyes widened again, and this tim

at Mr. Blackwell, I’m prett

somethi

at moment, it felt so right… so perfect. “Do I scare you?” I

settled. You’re

as because she knew very well that being left alone i

dress, and then she was silent for the rest of the ride. It was a comfortabl

s she

ntil we pulled up in front of her house. Her neighborhood was a suburb, so you can imagine how s

rs. Summers. I wanted to say more, but my phone rang in that moment, and I realised it was my mum. Jen scurried hurriedly out of the car with a final goodbye just as I answered the call. I had really wa

oni

as very much apparent at my question, “Of course everything’s okay

lk about that now? At least allow

w… lemme get

or the love of Christ, please don’t t

dn’t count as some

s fucking conversation. “Look, I’ll call you back, alright?” I hung up and grabbed t

f the stairs in record speed, pressing my ear against the door, just in case I heard wrong the first

answer, just

ng so

oing to

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