Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty

It was the second time Olivier had slept so close to a woman in his twenty-eight years of life, after being swaddled by his mother and nanny as a baby. He had been sleeping alone for a long time.

The woman in his arms was sleeping peacefully now, but for him, it was unbearable.

Olivier closed his eyes, feeling restless.

"Mr. Martinez, Miss Leroy met Miss Lopez at the hospital. Miss Leroy said that she was your girlfriend, and that she was pursuing you. She also said..."

Raoul's words echoed in his ears. "...how you could possibly resist her seduction."

How could you possibly resist my seduction? That sentence was a direct provocation, a challenge. What's more, if Fleur said that, one could easily imagine the confidence in her tone when she did.

As if she were saying, "No one can resist me."

"I've come to steal your heart. Olivier. I will be the thief of your heart."

Beautiful yet carrying a darkness, loud yet gentle. Fleur had too many secrets. He wanted to figure out every

was

eyes, an

head to

eyes were clear and bright, but not the least bit innocent. Yet they had

parts of a story and kept the

stayed still in silence, their eyes boring into one another. The temperature

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you

lips were swollen red, trembling gently. This might have seemed a deliberate show by others, but when she did it it

behave yourself. My patience is wearing

as if sculpted. Acting on her desire, she leaned

......

the bathroom. Her breathing was deep and slow, quilt wrapped around her with only her pale feet showing. She