Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband

Chapter 1 Have S*x With Him

Spire 73, the highest rooftop bar in the western hemisphere. Located right on top of Hotel InterContinental.

Cora Lane was seated with a very good looking man. Her ruby red lips glistened under the moonlight. Dangerously inviting.

The man asked her with a cold smirk, "You want to kiss me? Do you not know who I am?"

Cora was drunk, she could barely see straight and her words slurred "Who are youuuu?"

Even through her beer goggles, Cora could tell this man was very good looking. His features looked sharp enough to be a Greek god.

This man's damn sexy. She thought as she reached for his face again to kiss him.

Byron didn't let her of course, he grabbed her wrist midair and whispered in a dangerously low voice, "I'm your fiancé, Eason Patton's uncle. Technically you should call me Uncle Byron."

Did this girl really not know him? But he distinctly remembers meeting her before at a family event…

At the mention of Eason Patton, Cora's pretty face scrunched up, "Fiancé my ass! Your nephew is a cheater and a scumbag!"

Byron Hansen was not used to someone dissing his family member so openly in front of him. Everyone knows, Byron Hansen is the richest man in New York, the de facto ruler of Hansen enterprise. Once the old Mr. Hansen passes away, Byron will be next in line.

Cora smiled and leaned into Byron,"Eason cheated on me, so why can't I sleep with his uncle?"

narrowed his eyes at Cora, "this is your final

and leaned in for a kiss, her eyes

it." This time, Byron didn't hold

bar, on the executive level suite. Still, the

room, Byron and Cora fell into a frenzy. Clothes fell

felt the knife scar on Byron's shoulder. She wanted

on for hours. Cora didn't know how many times they did it, but she was very

be seen on the

at her, his eyes glanced at the splash of red but he

he came out he

hotel's bathrobe, because her dress was torn. He asked half-seriously, "Eason

...

I can't be Eason's wife, being his aunt doesn't seem too bad! But

smiling but there was no

just a

notorious ice-king. A serious relationship is

not like she actually wanted anything to do

fun, thanks." She simply smiled and

Eason. Fate would have it, she went to Spire 73 for a drink and ran into Byron Hansen. She didn't expect this to

already called a car to take you

"Thank you, Mr. Hansen."