Billionaire's love pact: my ex-husband wants me back

ne'

e the altar before she rushed ove

to be a calm girl,

t mean?" She faked a frown and I laughed at her

otographer yelled, and I looked up to

ttered, and he nodded, gestu

the crowd and everyone c

picture first, then the g

won't turn out nice. I can see the reaction on the photogra

r bride more affectionatel

ith Hilary immediately. She could tell that

pt from him. "Can you please smile? Even if it's going to be a fake one? People a

ound. I felt a little disappointed for having to beg him before he could pose for the cam

**

g their best moment except the bride, of course. I looked around

now, he had disappeared. Whenever I tried to break into his conve

eet his guest, but in reality, he was tr

y? Come and dance with me!" Hilary yelled through t

inside, but the last thing I wanted was to be there. What is the es

r goodbye. She won't remember when she wakes up anyway. I wen

and the first thing that cam

all outside. We will

issed my cheeks and Dad

l a cab or secretly tell my father's secretary to

ction. At least he was kind enough to wait for me. I

ly becoming my home cheered me up, and whatever

couldn't help but beam delightfully. N

living room to attend to his phone calls, while I br

night I have be

and took a warm shower, befo

ouldn't help the confidence I felt right now. The lingerie fits snugly with

d in. My heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling insecure about my

ld and I bet he

forcing him into this, but before a word could come out of my mouth, he was alread

he was despite his obvious anger. His hands roamed

aste of his lips on mine only fueled my desire for more. Our bodies moulded together

lust evident in his eyes, and

, each touch sending shivers of pleasure coursing through me. I moan

is hands went down my legs and I watched him spread them apart. My heart sk

bore into mine for the first time tonight, and I was willing to

tight," h

, pleasuring me with his fingers. I moaned out of pleasure as his free hands traced

ntly to the bed, making me feel like the most lo

I could do was admire how handsome he was. He was my dre

**

t maybe Desmond was in the restroom and waited for him to come out. Minutes

could

t, and I couldn't hold back my tears. He left me on my wedding night... right after he m