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Chapter Twenty
RYDER.
"What the fuck are you talking about? My mother is what?"
I ask the man that stands before me with eyes glaring enough to shoot daggers through it, and I think he understands that too, which is why he's currently a shivering mess before me. Poor man.
"Sir..."
He peers at me through the corners of his eyes and I let out a deep breath, gripping onto the ends of the desk and stretching my arms to no limit; pushing off all the pent up anger that are unconsciously aiming for the poor man.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Rodriguez. You know I have a bit of a temper and it's been getting quite on these days. Shall we take that information again?"
The man straightens his pose for a minute, gazing at me like he isn't so sure of this but has no choice either ways which I'm guessing is why he proceeds.
"We got calls from our partnering companies. Your mother..."
I glare up at him and he clears his throat, rephr
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DAWN. I gulp down nothing as I stare at him and he stares right back at me with a smile set upon his face. "What are you- what are you doing here?" My voice shivers slightly as I gaze up at the man I never thought I would see, standing right outside my house but as fate would have it, here he is, dressed in his fucking expensive suit and his eyes on nothing else but me. "You went away too far, Dawn. Too far than I can handle. " He steps in without my permission, closing the door behind him when it seems like I'm frozen to even do that myself and I am. Who the hell wouldn't? Ryder Smith is fucking here! In Boston! Far away from Washington and standing right before me! How the fuck did that happen? How did he know where to come? "Dawn, is he drunk off his ass?" And I forgot who I had been speaking with on the phone before this... unexpected appearance. "I will call you later, Kira. "
Hating The Billionaire Chapter Twenty Two
DAWN. I can barely feel my own legs anymore as he pulls the thong as tight as it will go, having me drench more between my thighs and torturing me with the burning need that he knows I crave—want. "Ryder, " I whimper helplessly, pinned to the kitchen sink and at his complete mercy, silently begging for the pleasure that I know he will give. "You do not know how insane you drive me, Dawn. " He hisses behind me, his hands roaming my thighs before he settles on my globes and gives them a squeeze, forcing a strangled moan out of me. He shifts my thong to the side, his fingertips grazing over my wetness, and that slight movement is enough to have me pushing into his arms like the desperate bitch that I am. "You're an obnoxious woman. You refuse to yield no matter how many times I try. " And yet, here I am. On full display for you, like you mentioned earlier. I would call this total and complete submission. "Y
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RYDER. I'm here with her again and, like always, she feels so small in my fucking arms. She fit perfectly in my embrace, in my arms—as she should. I can feel every fucking inch of her with each brutal thrust I make. I can feel the way her warmness engulfs me—welcoming me and refusing to simply let go with her pussy clenching around me, making it fucking hard for me to control myself and not truly hurt her. With each stroke that I make, she either releases a cry, a scream, a curse directed at me or a moan of my name, but my favourite of all is everything mixed in one. When I left Washington, I had only one thing in mind. I was going to beg. Beg for her to come back to me, beg for her to give us a chance, beg for her to love me again and I was ready to when I step before that door but all forms of civilised thoughts left me completely, the moment her face came into view. I couldn't resist it and I just had to touch her, but that went skyrocketed damn fast t
Hating The Billionaire Chapter Twenty-Four
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Hating The Billionaire Chapter Twenty-Five
DAWN. Elijah gaze at me with eyes full of panic and horror and I'm sure that mine reflects the same emotions. "Are you hurt?" He asks, his voice rushed and his eyes moving across the surroundings, probably trying to comprehend what just happened. "I'm not. I'm fine," I tell him and the door bursts open the next second, Ryder emerging out of the house with wide eyes. His eyes lands on my form that's currently tucked under Elijah's and I watch his demeanor soften by a trance. "You need to get inside. Now, Dawn. " Elijah says, bringing my attention back to him and I nod, making my way towards the door only to realize Elijah isn't following behind me. "Elijah, why aren't you coming in? It's dangerous out here. " I don't understand what the fuck just went down, but I'm not totally sure that what just happened wouldn't repeat itself. "Just go in, Dawn. I'll be right behind y
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DAWN. "What do you mean you're staying here in Boston?" I raise my brows at him, and Ryder shrugs. "I had two choices. Either make you come back to Washington or stay back here. " He says and I stare at him as if he's an alien and at this moment, he truly feels like one. "What the hell are you talking about? You have a life in Washington. You have Miranda and Emily and the..." "You're my life, Dawn. I told you that already. " He says as if it's a normal thing to abandon your life just like that. And your family! "And besides, I'm not entirely staying here because of you. I have a business deal going on in Boston and since you have agreed to be stubborn as always, I'll use one stone to kill two birds. Stay here for my business and watch over you. " I grit my teeth at him before resting against the couch and shutting my eyes, but the echoes of his voice resound so loud in my head and I'm opening them in
Hating The Billionaire Chapter Twenty-Seven
DAWN. I clamp my hand over my lips at the sound of Ryder falling off the bed before gazing at Byran who's standing by the door with a frown set upon his lips. When did he get home? Had he seen Ryder? "Dawn, can I speak to you for a minute?" He asks, not even bothering to acknowledge Ryder, and I nod, telling him I will be out in a second before his frame disappears once again. "That was harsh, Princess. " Ryder's voice brings my attention back to him and I, for some stupid reasons, let my gaze fall to his lips, which the bastard probably noticed because he smirked at me. "It's all yours, Dawn. Anytime and anywhere, all yours to claim whenever you wish. " He speaks softly and I move my gaze away from him, feeling the fast beats of my heart against my chest. This needs to stop. Ryder Smith is slowly crawling his way under my skin again, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get him off if he gets there
Hating The Billionaire Chapter Twenty-Eight
DAWN. "Yes, we need to," I nod my head at Elijah, who has an unreadable expression across his face at the moment. But I don't really care. I just need an explanation of everything that's going on with him. "Can I come in?" He asks and I look back at Bryan, who's still standing in the kitchen and now has his hands buried in his hair. A pang of guilt hit me as the thought that I might have been too hard on him crosses my mind but it doesn't take much for that thought to dissolve away, knowing this is the only way I could do that. He needs to get his shit together, and he definitely needs to respect my own fucking privacy. "Yes, come in. " I turn back to Elijah, stepping to the side for him to walk in and closing the door behind him once he's in. I watch Elijah's eyes go to Bryan, at the same time Bryan finds his. They both stare at his each other intensely before Bryan directs his gaze to me, the look of h
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