perfectly polite tone. “Good afternoon, Mr. Konigh.”
He smiled even as he said, “Willem.”
“Sir.”
In her desire to see Willem, Shane turned around on her stool, so fast that she almost fell off it. As the crew unsuccessfully tried to keep their laughter back, Shane fumed and climbed off the stool, saying angrily, “Serenity, your kitchen furniture is atrocious! In my fiancé’s palace, everything’s new.” When her sister didn’t answer, she turned to Serenity, and that was when she saw the billionaire was keeping the younger girl’s mouth rather busy with his kiss.
She turned red, jealous and furious at the same time. It was the one thing she knew she could never compete with. There was only one Willem de Konigh in the world, and her fiancé, with his wrinkly sixty-year-old body and small, limp dick, only made the Dutch billionaire appear even more attractive in Shane’s eyes.
She was about to say something flirtatious when a guard appeared at the doorway and, after bowing to everyone, proceeded to give the billionaire an expensive-looking but unlabeled package.
Her curiosity piqued, she asked, “What’s that?”
“Just a special gourmet treat from France.” The billionaire’s tone was casual.
Shane watched Willem open the pack and, after taking out a porcelain bowl from one of the frosted glass cupboards, poured its contents in it. They appeared like heart-shaped cookies, and before she could stop herself, Shane bragged, “Oh, now I know what it is. I’ve definitely had them, too.”
Serenity’s eyes widened.
“Really?”
The billionaire’s skeptical tone irked Shane to no end, but she managed to keep her smile sexy and playful as she said, “Of course I have. My fiancé and I never fail to try the newest delicacies in every country we visit, and we’ve been around the world thrice, as you know.”
“Yesterday, it was just twice,” one of the cameramen muttered under his breath, but he snapped his mouth shut when Shane, having heard him, swung around to glare in his direction.
Shane took a deep breath before facing the billionaire again. “Now, where was I?” She sidled close, and the aroused tips of her breasts, prickling against the silk of her dress, brushed against his arm.
Serenity scowled, and she was about to tell her sister off when she heard Shane breathe huskily, “Oh, now I remember.” Shane pulled the bowl of treats towards her. “I’ve definitely had these, and I loved them.”
“Are you sure?”
“How about you feed me one and I’ll tell you if I’m right?”
The billionaire’s lips curved. “As you wish.” He picked one heart-shaped treat from the bowl.
Serenity’s jaw dropped. “Shane—”
Not wanting to let Serenity stop her from being fed, Shane bent her head to quickly take the cookie into her mouth, making sure to suck on the billionaire’s finger as she did. She chewed slowly, pretending to savor every bite and wanting the billionaire to remember the times she had eaten his cock.
The billionaire stared at her, fascinated, and Shane smiled in satisfaction. Finally. She had known the time would come that he would get tired of her sister. She turned to Serenity and just as expected, Serenity had a look of dismay on her face.
Serenity appeared at a loss on what to say. “Shane…”
“What is it, sister dear?” she asked sweetly.
She said weakly, “Those treats were for Eslee.”
Shane stopped chewing.
The cameramen and the guards who had heard everything that was going on burst into laughter.
The billionaire suddenly filled her vision, and Shane paled at the look of contempt in his eyes. “I know every goddamn thing you did to my future wife.” His voice was dangerously soft, fit only for Shane to hear. “ Every goddamn thing.”
She started to choke in sheer terror, but when she was about to throw up everything, the billionaire said simply, “No.”
Shane froze.
“You know I have the power to ruin your life. You
He smiled even as he said, “Willem.”
“Sir.”
In her desire to see Willem, Shane turned around on her stool, so fast that she almost fell off it. As the crew unsuccessfully tried to keep their laughter back, Shane fumed and climbed off the stool, saying angrily, “Serenity, your kitchen furniture is atrocious! In my fiancé’s palace, everything’s new.” When her sister didn’t answer, she turned to Serenity, and that was when she saw the billionaire was keeping the younger girl’s mouth rather busy with his kiss.
She turned red, jealous and furious at the same time. It was the one thing she knew she could never compete with. There was only one Willem de Konigh in the world, and her fiancé, with his wrinkly sixty-year-old body and small, limp dick, only made the Dutch billionaire appear even more attractive in Shane’s eyes.
She was about to say something flirtatious when a guard appeared at the doorway and, after bowing to everyone, proceeded to give the billionaire an expensive-looking but unlabeled package.
Her curiosity piqued, she asked, “What’s that?”
“Just a special gourmet treat from France.” The billionaire’s tone was casual.
Shane watched Willem open the pack and, after taking out a porcelain bowl from one of the frosted glass cupboards, poured its contents in it. They appeared like heart-shaped cookies, and before she could stop herself, Shane bragged, “Oh, now I know what it is. I’ve definitely had them, too.”
Serenity’s eyes widened.
“Really?”
The billionaire’s skeptical tone irked Shane to no end, but she managed to keep her smile sexy and playful as she said, “Of course I have. My fiancé and I never fail to try the newest delicacies in every country we visit, and we’ve been around the world thrice, as you know.”
“Yesterday, it was just twice,” one of the cameramen muttered under his breath, but he snapped his mouth shut when Shane, having heard him, swung around to glare in his direction.
Shane took a deep breath before facing the billionaire again. “Now, where was I?” She sidled close, and the aroused tips of her breasts, prickling against the silk of her dress, brushed against his arm.
Serenity scowled, and she was about to tell her sister off when she heard Shane breathe huskily, “Oh, now I remember.” Shane pulled the bowl of treats towards her. “I’ve definitely had these, and I loved them.”
“Are you sure?”
“How about you feed me one and I’ll tell you if I’m right?”
The billionaire’s lips curved. “As you wish.” He picked one heart-shaped treat from the bowl.
Serenity’s jaw dropped. “Shane—”
Not wanting to let Serenity stop her from being fed, Shane bent her head to quickly take the cookie into her mouth, making sure to suck on the billionaire’s finger as she did. She chewed slowly, pretending to savor every bite and wanting the billionaire to remember the times she had eaten his cock.
The billionaire stared at her, fascinated, and Shane smiled in satisfaction. Finally. She had known the time would come that he would get tired of her sister. She turned to Serenity and just as expected, Serenity had a look of dismay on her face.
Serenity appeared at a loss on what to say. “Shane…”
“What is it, sister dear?” she asked sweetly.
She said weakly, “Those treats were for Eslee.”
Shane stopped chewing.
The cameramen and the guards who had heard everything that was going on burst into laughter.
The billionaire suddenly filled her vision, and Shane paled at the look of contempt in his eyes. “I know every goddamn thing you did to my future wife.” His voice was dangerously soft, fit only for Shane to hear. “ Every goddamn thing.”
She started to choke in sheer terror, but when she was about to throw up everything, the billionaire said simply, “No.”
Shane froze.
“You know I have the power to ruin your life. You
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