Blessed (The Dark Billionaire, #7)

Blessed

The Dark Billionaire #7

L.N. Pearl

By the same author:

The Setup – The Dark Billionaire Book #1 (FREE)

Broken – The Dark Billionaire Book #2

Darker – The Dark Billionaire Book #3

Dangerous – The Dark Billionaire Book #4

Tempted – The Dark Billionaire Book #5

Damaged – The Dark Billionaire Book #6

The Last Kiss 1 - Ashley's Wet Dreams (FREE)

The Last Kiss 2 - Ashley's Wet Dreams

The Last Kiss 3 - Ashley's Wet Dreams

My romantic suspense books (different pen name):

The Kiss of the Don 1 - Bad Boy Billionaire Series (FREE)

The Kiss of the Don 2 - Bad Boy Billionaire Series

The Kiss of the Don 3 - Bad Boy Billionaire Series

Copyright © 2014 by L.N. Pearl All rights reserved worldwide.

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All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

The sun was high in the sky and Jennifer could hear seagulls in the distance. The wind was blowing in her hair and on her face. It was a magnificent caress from Mother Nature on that very special day and maybe, Jennifer thought, a blessing from a higher power.

She closed her eyes and remembered everything; the first years as Bruce’s assistant and her struggle to keep up with his expectations; the long nights at the office sacrificing her time and her energy for a boss that didn’t seem to know what gratitude and appreciation meant; the dreaded Sunday nights spent worrying about what problems would arise during the week; the paychecks that seemed so big at first but that she had to earn by working more than anybody she knew; the uncertainty about her career and her future, stuck at a dead-end job.

And then, things changed. Jennifer thought about the trip she had planned to go to Thailand alone. She remembered how angry and frustrated she had been when she had realized that her passport had been expired. Life could be so tricky. What sometimes seemed like a roadblock was in fact a stepping stone to something greater. Jennifer would have never imagined that her mistake that day would have completely changed her life.

What would have happened if she hadn’t forgotten to renew her passport as she was supposed to? Would she be happy? Would she have a boyfriend? Would she still be an assistant?

Or maybe things could have changed during her trip in Thailand. She could have met someone on a white and deserted beach and fallen in love. He could have been from anywhere: Europe, Latin America, Africa or Asia. Who knew?

Instead, she had decided to teach Bruce a lesson. Jennifer realized how bold and crazy she had been. Why had she decided to do that? Would she have the guts to do it again? Probably not. Jennifer had gained a lot of maturity and wisdom, and she knew she would never do it again. But did she regret it? Absolutely not. In fact, it had probably been the best decision of her life.

By deciding to become Aleksandra, Jennifer had changed her destiny forever. She and Bruce had learned to know each other, and even to have feelings for one another. Of course, these feelings had been there for a long time already, buried somewhere deep within their souls, but the passion had always been there, Jennifer realized.

Bruce had surprised her on more than one occasion but the craziest thing they had done - the first in a long list to come - was to have oral sex at the opera. Jennifer could still remember the powerful butterflies in her belly when she sucked Bruce’s dick for the first time. She had never admitted it to him, but she had never had such a huge cock. He was impressive and she had been both scared and excited.

And then came their first intercourse, on that very same beach where she was standing right now. It had been a night of incredible passion and sexual bliss. Jennifer wasn’t virgin at the time but she could easily consider that night to be her very first time. It had been that good. It was like Jennifer had never known anything before Bruce - nothing worth remembering, at least.

That night, Jennifer lost her job and thought she had lost Bruce as well. Words couldn’t describe how desperate she had been. Once again, Bruce had surprised her by revealing that he knew everything and couldn’t live without her.

Since that day, a lot had happened between them. A lot of things could have potentially destroyed their relationship and their love for one another. But nothing had successfully pulled them apart. Nothing and no one. Jennifer had almost lost Bruce on several occasions. In two years, they had experienced more than most people in their entire lives. It had been a roller coaster of emotions and adventures, of new discoveries and new sensations. But Jennifer was grateful for the tremendous opportunity to grow as a woman, as a businessperson and as a lover. She felt like she was more fulfilled and complete than ever. Her full potential still had to be realized but she was completely aware of what she was made of. Yes, she could do anything and she would do anything to achieve her goals.

The love between Bruce and Jennifer had resisted almost everything. Nobody could deny that they had been put to the test more than once. At the end though, they were still together, stronger than ever. With that realization, they had both agreed that it was time to take things to the next level. They had grown up and gained more respect for each other, and it was time to commit forever.

Jennifer was wearing a long white wedding dress, floating in the air and the sand. Bruce was smart and handsome in his white tuxedo, his eyes burning holes into Jennifer’s. There was nobody at their wedding, except the priest; just the three of them in front of the ocean at Bruce’s beach house.

They had been through so much that none of them was willing to expose their intimacy again. They didn’t feel the need to let the world know that they were ready to love each other for the rest of their lives. They just didn’t care what the world thought about them. That’s how strong they were. Their private life had suffered from Bruce’s past, his lifestyle and his business. Jennifer had been tempted by another man and had almost ruined everything. It was time to let the past behind and focus on the future, and they knew it couldn’t be done with thousands of guests, celebrities, athletes, businessmen and paparazzi. They didn’t want the extra attention. They wanted more intimacy and to reinforce their bond.

Bruce and Jennifer exchanged their vows, promised to love each other for better or worse and kissed. It was a simple kiss but for Jennifer, it was the most beautiful kiss of her entire life. It was the kiss of their indestructible love and a symbol of hope for a better future.

At night, Bruce and Jennifer flew back to New York with the private jet. There, they went to the opera again to celebrate this magic place where everything had started between them. Unlike the first time, they didn’t have sex. They behaved and enjoyed the music, hand in hand, Jennifer resting her head on Bruce’s shoulder.

“It was beautiful,” she said when it was over. “I feel so happy, Bruce. I feel alive again.”

“It’s like we’re reliving our story for the second time. You’re my wife, Jennifer. Two years later and we’re married...”

“I know. It’s hard to believe, isn’t it?”

They were standing in the middle of the street, facing each other, their foreheads touching.

“I love you, Jen,” he said before kissing her. “I’m the happiest man on earth. I’ve been rich for all these years but now I realize how empty I was. You rocked my world and you changed my whole life...”

“And I’m the luckiest woman ever,” she said, kissing him back. “I can’t believe this is happening, Bruce. Is that real?”

He took her face between his large hands and crushed her lips with one sensual, wet and passionate kiss.

“Is it real enough for you?”

She smiled and blushed. “My God, I can’t stop smiling and giggling. How did we end up like this? I was just your secretary for Christ’s sake... These things don’t happen in real life!”

“Well, seems like they do. We’re here and I won’t let you go. You’re mine now, that’s official... Mrs. Wilson.”

Jennifer laughed. “Jesus, I have to get used to it. Hi, I’m Mrs. Wilson. Jennifer Wilson. Yeah, he’s my husband.”

Bruce laughed as well and took her off the ground and kissed her again. “You’re the proud owner of your own cooking school don’t forget that one.”

“Oh yeah, about that. We’ll have to change the name now. It can’t be the ‘Jennifer Stuart Cooking School’ anymore.”

“You think it really matters?”

Jennifer paused and looked up for a second, thinking. “Maybe not...”

“Speaking about your school, why don’t we go there?”

“To do what? There’s nothing yet.”

“You do have the basic equipment to cook though. And I know the fridge is full.”

“You’re hungry, aren’t you?”

Bruce nodded. “I want my first meal from my wife in her cooking school. Please.”

He smiled and Jennifer felt she was melting. How could she refuse?

They walked to Bruce’s new car, a beautiful Rolls Royce Wraith. It was like driving a yacht in Manhattan. It was incredibly powerful and smooth at the same time. Jennifer’s favorite feature was the celestial ceiling, a multitude of fiber optic stars in the roof that replicated the night sky.

“Would you let your wife drive it one day?” She asked.

“How confident are you? It’s quite huge...”

“I’ve already driven a Ferrari,” she said. “It’s probably the same.”

Bruce smiled and looked at her. “First of all, it’s not the same thing at all and —”

“Well, it’s an expensive car. You know what I mean...”

Bruce chuckled and took her hand. “Wait a minute. Since when have you become an expert? And you didn’t tell me you’ve been behind the wheel of a Ferrari. Which model?”

Jennifer frowned and thought hard. She had no idea. She knew she could recognize the name if she saw it but she couldn’t remember by herself.

“It doesn’t matter,” she said. “The fact is, I can drive a big car.”

“All right... We’ll see what we can do about it later. Let me drive for now, okay?”

Soon, they arrived at the warehouse. There wasn’t much renovation to do but Jennifer still needed to take care of it.

“What would you like?” she said as they stepped into the large open space.

“A steak... juicy and tender. Just like you.”

Jennifer smiled and got to work. It was pretty easy and within twenty minutes, they both had a nice plate of steak with compound butter and asparagus.

They had dinner in silence, looking at each other without a word. That night, they communicated with their eyes only and Jennifer could read everything in her husband’s stare. She knew what he wanted. With his belly satisfied, he needed to satisfy something else, something more primitive and raw: his sexual appetite.

She didn’t say a word and watched him getting up, slowly walking toward her. As he approached, he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor. Jennifer felt her body’s reaction immediately. Her vagina relaxed and allowed her cream to lubricate her crotch. Bruce then unbuckled his belt and grabbed Jennifer’s hand.

“Get up,” he said.

She stood up and waited, completely offered to him.

“I want you to be naked,” he said. She undressed completely.

“Turn around,” he said with a sexy low voice that gave her chills down her spine.

She did as he asked. Bruce attached her wrists with his belt, and pushed her forward, forcing her to bend over. Her tits were pressed against the cold metal of the stainless steel table. Wow, she thought. Something new from hubby.

He told her to spread her legs and caressed her inner thighs. Jennifer shivered and her knees wobbled of anticipation. She couldn’t see anything and was his toy for the night. Then, she gasped and almost screamed. Bruce’s wet and delicious tongue caressed her pussy up and down. She felt his beard scratching her clit, her perineum and her anus. Everything was warm, wet and soft.

“Mmm,” she moaned. “Fuck me, baby... Take me from behind.”