The Billionaire's Fragile Bride

or of a penthouse. The masculine voice was louder, overshadowing the muffled so

ped off her hole, he was about to fill her back when the loud beeping of

ss off at work, and now was the time he had to have some fun, but someone chose that time

would regret it if Callan didn't finish with her tonight. Not everyone got to have a romp with the mighty Call

e phone and another call came in. He swiped up to pick up the call. "Hey mom," his deep baritone voice

em today?" His mother's voice pierced his ears. "He has beautiful daughters that you will love. His

ing his head. "She d

expecting you by eight, I love you." She end

te was, his eyes bloodshot red with f

to the dresser in the room, he shoved out some stacks of cash and handed them over to her

the bathroom. He wasn't done with her yet, but she had to leave. There was always

a slow bath, wondering why his mother wanted him to get married at all costs. He wasn't inter

e wouldn't see a lady that would suit him from all the six

m. The room was the finest on the third floor of his five-floor penth

roceeded to the long-length mirror to fix his bowtie. Ruffling his wavy dark hair, he admired his we

perfect definition of

and dashed out of the room when

ied to lead him down to the first floor, calling out his sched

not reaching his shoulders. Rosa was a woman of average height and body size; she was tall, and slender from the upper body down t

ow," Callan said sternly, his face

have to meet

e elevator came to a halt. Callan kneaded his fingers against his creased forehead,

the meetings, she was also glad that she could sleep we

ot, Callan slid in and told his chauffeur, David, his destination. Soon, the ca

he seat, reminiscing the things that had been going on in his life

d be called Callan Barlowe today. After he lost his father and brother many years ago, she made sure she worked her ass off to make them

He checked and again, it was his mother, Elizabeth. He smile

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