SAMANTHA POSEY: LOVE UNFOLDED: A BWWM Alpha Billionaire Romance by Shantee' Parks Page B

do I'm fucking walking out.”
    “Explain
then!” he says.
    “I overheard
your conversation with your grandfather and your Dad.
    Your
grandfather was calling me a gold digger.
    It was as if
I hit the jackpot and I knew nothing of what your grandfather was talking
about.”
    "When
you put my Gala together, you’re telling me the money or my family history
never came up?" he asks.
    “That’s
exactly what I am telling you! For a charity we don’t focus on your family
history and how much money you have in your accounts. Our focus is to get
people to give to those in need! Our mission is not for people to know or
determine that you’re fucking loaded!” she screams.
    His mother
is walking down the hallway when she overhears them arguing. His mother pauses
outside their door to listen.
    “So you
don’t care about my money,” he states. 
    “No, I don’t
care that you come from a family of billionaires. I only care that you didn’t
tell me!” she says. 
    "That
doesn’t make sense!" he argues.
    “Picture
this, someone interviews me and asks, ‘How do you feel about your boyfriend
being an heir to billions?’ All I would be able to say is, ‘I'm sorry he just
does a little show called Demons Within!’ And when are you going to ask me to
sign a Prenup? Right before we walk down the aisle?!" she yells. 
    “Keep it
down,” he says in a calm voice.
    “Why should
I? They think I'm a gold digger anyway!” she yells. “I'm not signing it!”
    He starts
walking toward her backing her up against the wall. He put his hand on the wall
next to her head.
    "I’ll
say it again.  I'm not signing!" she says. 
    He kisses
her on the lips.
    “So you’re
not signing?”
    “No!” she
replies in a stern voice.
    He rips her
shirt open which makes her instantly hot for him. 
    "Don't
worry, with all the money I have, I’ll buy you another one!" he says.
    His mother
could hear them kissing heavily. He pulls up her skirt, removes her panties and
unbuttons her skirt letting it fall to the floor.  She is breathing
heavily; barely able to contain herself.
    He runs his
hand down her stomach between her legs.
    "I see
you're ready for me,” he says. 
    He takes off
his shoes and pants.  She then rips open his shirt. He picks her up as she
gasps when he enters her.
    “Are you turned
on by what I'm doing to you or the money?" he asks.
    She looks
angry. Looking at the door they see a lurking shadow.
    “So it's
about the money right?” he asks. He shakes his head yes and mouths, “Just go
with it.”
    "Yes
it’s all about the money," she yells.
    With her
legs around his waist, he thrust faster and faster pushing her up and down.
    She moans,
“Oh God oh God!”
    He pulls her
hair back kissing her neck. “You’re my dirty little slut aren’t you?” he
asks. 
    "Yes!
Yes!" she shouts.
    He thrust hard
inside her. 
    She forgets
someone is outside the door as they cum together. Her arms grip his neck tight
as she shivers. She pushes her tongue into his mouth kissing him as their heads
move from side to side.  They just can’t seem to get close enough. He
turns around throwing her on the bed. He leans over to kiss her.
    "We
will talk about this later," he says. 
    "Stay
with me and cuddle," she requests. 
    “Baby I
can’t. I have to go back out here and fend for us; for our future together!”
    “I
understand,” she says. 
    He is
sweating profusely, so he takes a shower. She wraps herself in the covers for a
minute. Jacob put his clothes on. When he walks out of the room, his mother is
long gone.
    Down the
hall, his mother is hiding and fanning herself with a magazine. 
"Damn! No wonder he wants to marry that girl," she says.
    Samantha
gets up to take a shower, then put on some jeans and her Patriots T-Shirt. She
wears her hair in a ponytail hanging out the back of her Patriots baseball cap.
Her gym shoes match the Patriot colors in her shirt and hat. She goes down to
the kitchen where she hears laughter. Jacob’s