The Billionaire Contract Lover
s dying, Alpha Griffon K
, but when his true love came b
contract and tol
ars, his frozen heart would
d my thing
… I only had three
a
tarting to set, vivid orange and red giving way to the bright light of the moon. Withi
hly cleansed “inside and out” witho
s. I strictly followed his preferences and requirements, changed into fre
ng on his knee in a relaxed manner, flipping through a stack of documents. When I enter
lashing amber in his dark eyes for a
ran over
, just once, to hear something in his tone when he spoke to me. But he always maintained his
for a moment, worried that
s formidable presence, my bare feet were silen
ed me into his arms and onto his lap,
ces of the warmth I longed for. His tongue delved into my mou th, twisting a
ut he showed no such thing when it came to s ex. He was never restrained, ne
ys the coarse Alpha, never the cool, ca
s for three months; he probably
ed, he was roug
l wolf instead of just mostl
exhausted for more, his wolf shining in his eyes
*
stead of the usual silence I typically wakened
n and looked in the d
l and muscled form reflected i
ter our encounters. No goodbye
from hours of lovemaking, and I qui
ped, and Griffon came into the room
s well-defined abs. His face was finely chiseled, exquisitely handsome, with sharp, distinct fe
side showed through, creating even m
of and unattainable. With one glance, people could tell he was
, harsh, and unreachable
ve me a stony look and said, “