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Book:The millionaire and his mistress Published:2024-8-3

That wasn’t fair.
What ? He played innocent and I threw one of my skittles at him.
Landon !
What ? You want more ? He asked, reaching for the sour patches.
You’re annoying. I sat back, grabbing ahold of the blanket. I’m not sharing.
And leave me cold ? He pulled at the blanket but it didn’t budge because I sealed it down with my feet.
Laughing to himself he got up and went in search for another blanket while listening to my complaints along the way.

Watching the credits roll, I looked over to see Landon sleep with his mouth parted slightly. He was the worst to watch movies with but it was enjoyable.
My initial thought was to wake him up- being a good girlfriend-and go upstairs to sleep but a plan strikes me.
Sliding away from him, I quickly go into the kitchen in search for my weapons to use against him.
Bingo. I cheered after grabbing the whip cream out of the refrigerator.
Going back over to him and seeing that he was still sleep just made it better for me, I was going to enjoy this.
Smearing the whip cream on his face- I was surprised he didn’t hear the noise- I stepped back to admire my work.
Popping my head back, I poured some into my mouth before looking back at him and when I did he was looking at me with hooded eyes. What are you doing ?
Eating Whip Cream. I played coy while swirling some more into my mouth. Want some ? Holding it out to him.
Then he did what I expected him to. He ran his hand down his face and was puzzled to see what was on his hand. I’m just gonna- I start to say backing away but he cuts me off.
Run. He finished the sentence for me, his eyes growing mischievous while he stood up.
My eyes widen at his words and I take off like a bat out of hell climbing the stairs, taking two at a time.
He was close behind me and it made me pick up my pace even more.
I’ve never really explored the rest of the house and I decided this would be a perfect time.
Hitting a sharp right I entered what seemed to be the game room. Swerving around the table, I made it out of his reach before exiting back out while trying to close the door in the process.
I continued to another destination and closing the door behind me I held the whip cream close to my chest.
How many guest rooms are there ? I mumbled to myself while trying to catch my breath. I heard his feet thudding against the floor so I knew he was close. I have whip cream and I’m not afraid to use it ! I slowly back away from the door, aiming it.
The door opened and he stepped in with whip cream covering the right side of his face and I couldn’t help but laugh. You look ridiculous.
I feel ridiculous. He agreed with me. Now be a good girl and hand it over.
So you can use it against me ? No thanks. I backed up and he followed until the back of my legs hit the bed. Climbing on top, my feet sunk into the mattress. Back up, I’m warning you.
I’m so scared. He dramatically waved his arms around twice, then reaching for me, he succeeded in grabbing my wrist but I squeezed some more whip cream on him making him cough before-with unbelievable strength- grabbing my left leg and sweeping it under me so I fell onto the bed, my back hitting the plush sheets.
You’ll never take me alive ! I squirmed around trying to free myself from him but it was no point.
Pinning my hands above my head, I huffed seeing the whip cream far out of my reach. Okay you win.
I know I did. He chuckled before lowering himself down to my level. That’s when I noticed what position he had me in, his knee pushed my legs apart before he settled between them. Looking in him dead in the eye, I saw he wasn’t in the mood to play around anymore.
Moving my hand around to ask to be released, he granted me that and I reached up to wipe away the whip cream that was still on his face but what I didn’t expect was for him to take my hand and place my forefinger and middle finger into his mouth.
I watched memorized with him releasing them before he trailed kisses down my wrist before he let it fall. Bringing my other hand down and up to secure them both around his face, I bravely brought him down, connecting our lips together.
*7 months later*
So where are you going to meet her ? I asked him.
Today was the day he decided to confront- and hopefully succeed in talking- his biological mother and I was proud of him.
I don’t know exactly. He was clueless. Maybe just in my office.
That’s not exactly sound proof. I warned him. I don’t want it to turn into a screaming match.
You would know. He took his time looking at me up and down before standing up from his desk.
No we are not doing that again. Putting my hand up to stop his advance. We are at work.
You didn’t say that two days ago.
Because you wouldn’t stop-
I didn’t stop what ? He urged me to continue and I closed my mouth shut.
Whatever. I muttered before turning to walk out of his office.
Wait. He stopped me and-with a huff- I turned back to face him.
He always wanted a goodbye kiss from me and it didn’t bother me at all, his hand skimmed my neck twice before he let me go. You had a little something.. He trailed off.
What ? Is the hickey still visible ? I asked, already paranoid. I’ll just make a trip to the-
No, it’s fine. He interjected. You put too much of that pink stuff or whatever you use.
Or whatever I use ? I laughed. It’s okay, I would have been a little worried if you knew what it was called.
Well for what you’re applying. He drawled out. You should know me better than that sweetheart.
Oh I do. I smirked before turning away from his stunned face. Get back to work.
Yes boss.
Rolling my eyes, I left his office. There you are ! I heard a male voice exclaim and I turned to look over my shoulder to see Seth.
Seth ? What are you doing here ? I exclaimed, going in for a hug, I don’t know why I was feeling so giddy today.
He was shocked a little bit but it didn’t seem to faze him, more like he appreciated it. Nothing just wanted to run this by you. He handed me the file. That’s if you have time.
I always have time, and besides it not like I don’t deal with enough papers in a day.
Thanks. He grinned before he was literally attacked from behind by Adaline, he was pushed forward into me and if it wasn’t for my quick reflexes I would have fallen on my ass.
Adaline what the hell ?! We both exclaimed at the same time.
That’s what you get. She pointed her finger at Seth. Don’t act like I didn’t forget.
Forget what ? My eyes flickered between them. What’s going on ?
I may have.. He cleared his throat. Okay, she had this cake- which was delicious by the way- and I thought-
He ate my food. She glared at him. Hasn’t anyone told you not to mess with a girls food ?
No I only have a little sister who’s an aspiring model and she’s built like the size of that wall. He pointed to the semi thin wall. And she doesn’t eat much so I wouldn’t know.
I’ll never understand that. I chimed in to lighten the mood.
What ?
Size shouldn’t matter, if a BBW wants to walk the runway, she should be allowed to. And it’s the 21st century for crying out loud. Just like Tyra Banks did.
Are you going to start preaching or something ? Adaline asked. Because I’m here for it.
No. I laughed. Just my opinion- it’s nothing against your sister- but girls shouldn’t be risking their health to be accepted as something beautiful so what if I have a little junk in the trunk.
She really just said junk in the trunk. Seth mumbled to himself. Who have you been hanging out with ?
That would be me. Adaline gleamed in delight. And honey if you’re going to try to hide your hickeys at least drop your hair.
I don’t have any-
Before you deny it, I spot two already, right here and here. Her cold chilled finger touched my neck.
I’m going to kill him. I sighed in annoyance before letting my hair loose from my hair tie.
Damn, he’s one lucky man. Seth chimed in and Adaline swatted his arm.
You should have seen her when she first got here.. and just like that I was the topic of discussion of how awkwardly shy I was-still am.