Read The Billionaire's Wife (A Steamy BWWM Marriage of Convenience Romance Novel) Online
Authors: Mia Caldwell
“Miracles can
happen,” Kiona sobbed.
“Not in my
life,” I told her, my arms squeezing around her shoulders. I clasped her head
against my chest and held her as she cried. “I don’t believe in miracles. I
believe in math.”
I held her
like this for several moments, until she finally pulled herself free, wiping
off her eyes. I bowed my head in shame for putting her through this… And I felt
her take my hand.
“I love you
Cole,” Kiona whispered.
Part
Four
Devin
And they thought it would be so easy
to get rid of me.
The board was
lying, backstabbing pack of fools. A den of thieves and liars, they were, the
entire rotten bunch of them! A gaggle of sanctimonious, self-serving
hypocrites, they bitterly argued among themselves and threatened to drag this
entire operation into oblivion. These
insignificant
worms
thought that they wielded power.
They wield no
power.
I
wield power. True power.
I’ve paid my
dues. My contacts brought this hungry and growing company to new echelons of
success. Without me, Andrews Enterprises would be nothing. NOTHING! Half of
these gluttonous suits wouldn’t have a chair to squat on if it wasn’t for all
the work that I’ve done. Did they honestly think that they could toss me aside
like crumpled garbage? Did they believe that I was such a lowly cretin, just a
strong breeze away from losing everything?
No. Not Devin
J. Coppersmith.
Cole Andrews
was a fool, too – a dying fool, that’s marginally sympathetic, but a fool
nevertheless. The day I discovered his secret, I discovered my power. That was
the day that I forged the alliance that would save me.
He never
suspected his darling little Kylie.
Whatever he
did to piss off that little ginger minx, it did the trick. I would have never
known that he was breathing his last without her help. It was she who
“accidentally” gave me access to his files – she who showed me what I
needed to know. Of course, he needed to know this for the plan to work.
The rookie
changed the game. She played her part better than I could have imagined. Larry
Higgins was perhaps the biggest fool of them all, but that was yesterday’s
news. The imbecile should have seen right through her deceptions, but he let
her do the job I hired her for.
She was just
like me. She was a survivor.
Her skills
were exactly what I needed and she came well recommended. I set up a little
shell corporation named Technolust and reached out. It was all so easy, I
didn’t even have to leave a paper trail. For promises of a paltry sum, she was
willing to compromise this entire company. She would start with Larry and work
her way up. With the right passwords and access I could reach to the core of
this company and take control of Cole Andrew’s little magical box.
His impending
death presented a unique opportunity. He wouldn’t dare tell anyone until it was
too late. Cole had too much pride for that… But he cared about this company and
its employees too much to let us all piss in the wind after he expired. There
was a contingency plan in place. In the event of his untimely death, three of
the senior company officers could use their corporate ID and password to unlock
the one door nobody had ever went through outside of Cole Andrews himself.
While
everyone would be scrambling in the wake of the news, I would solidify my place
at the helm by walking straight through that door.
Kylie was
instrumental in getting Kiona into the company, giving the final approval in
her third interview. It was beautiful to watch Kiona operate on the inside… To
see how easily she adapted in the middle of conversation, improvising her way
through everything, constantly learning and evolving even as she helped herself
to the intellectual property of a billionaire. I admired her spunk… She had the
first password within a few short days. Any time now, she was due to return
with Larry’s credentials and the pieces would be in place… Or at least, that
was the plan before she decided to go rogue.
For now, I
was safe. I just needed to sit quietly until all hell broke loose. Andrews
couldn’t afford to lose me now. I knew too much – and I made it very
subtly clear that I would bring this company to its knees if I were cast aside.
Perhaps he
meant to dispose of me another way, but I still had aces up my sleeve. Half the
board wanted me gone, but the other – the
senior
members – they do not. They want me in charge. They understand
my claim, and they honor it as well they should. With the lowly founder’s
personal assistant pulling the strings and filtering misinformation, they want
stability. My track record speaks for itself. Sure, I’ve made a miscalculation
here and there – who doesn’t? Even their messianic leader has made a few,
but his biggest was a very, very long time ago…
He told Kylie
about his little fortune-teller computer, and she relayed that message directly
to me.
Kylie has
shadowed the fool for five years, and she knows everything. Serving the billionaire
buffoon as a mere assistant? I think not. No, she deserves a proper place on
the board, given
real
power,
real
presence.
Coppersmith
rewards his friends.
Of course,
the billionaire bastard marrying my crooked little pawn was a surprise. Even I,
with all my pieces in play, couldn’t have foreseen that. It seems Kiona was
better at her job than even I could have suspected. She’d used her skills to
find herself in Cole’s pants… And with his fading health…she now had a grip on
his bank account and a claim on his company.
A pawn turned
into a queen? That intrigued me. It also worried me briefly, but I consolidated
power, ensuring that her claim to the throne would not go uncontested. I was a
senior ranking member of the company; my claim was ironclad. My supporters were
willing to fight the virginal queen, particularly once her deceit was
publicized among them all. In fact, the fool went so far as to do
all
of my work for me! It was as if he
was forfeiting the game, tipping his king.
Maybe when
all of this was over I’d have a little fun with her myself. Clearly she was
already willing to throw herself into a man’s bed for money. Some blackmail and
a threat to have her tossed into federal custody for corporate espionage aught
to do the trick. I could enjoy that tight little body of hers, so ripe for
molding and manipulation. I could keep her around until I tired of her
presence. She would never know that I was the one who hired her to steal those
passwords, and I would receive my refund for services not rendered in the form
of flesh.
She should
have just done her job and taken the damn money. She would pay for her
insolence. The little temptress bitch would never occupy the throne. Her little
gold digging adventure would come to a painful end.
Cole Andrews
may have built this company, but he didn’t deserve it. He didn’t
earn
it. He had no secret brilliance,
only his little magic box. My value on the other hand was clear from the start,
and his fate was sealed the day that he hired me. Was it pity? Atonement,
maybe? Was it an olive branch, a dry-lipped apology? Perhaps. It was never
enough. He was always a sentimental man, although the liar did his best to hide
it, to bury it deep inside. He thought himself cool as iced steel, but he was
wrong. To an old man with years of haggard loss, you can hide no secrets.
To think,
such a young man playing pretend gets to be
my
master?
No. Devin J.
Coppersmith accepts no masters.
Particularly
not from the biggest thief of them all, the veritable king of this entire,
decadent empire. I will not serve the lord of the filthy, stinking rats,
defiling the memory of the dead.
If he thinks
a few donations to the mentally ill are going to change that, he’s as insane as
he is stupid. No matter. I will let the bastard die, and I will return this
company to its rightful heir apparent.
All of this
– I do this all for you, my son.
My
Hunter
.
Chapter 25
Kiona
Cole and I developed an unshakable
understanding that night, focused on one, beautiful word.
Together
.
I woke up the
next morning first, curled up against him. Cole was deep asleep, his chest
slowly rising and falling with his slumber…but I could feel something pressed
against me that was wide alert and awake. The impulse struck me, and I knew
that I wanted to satisfy it.
Feeling
mischievous, I slipped down and under the covers, slowly and gradually dropping
near his fully erect cock.
God, he’s a
heavy sleeper,
I thought to myself as I dug the thick erection out of his
pajama bottoms. I fought the urge to kiss all over his firm, tanned abdominal
muscles as I lowered my lips to the purple crown, engulfing it into my mouth.
“
Mmmm…
” Cole murmured in his sleep,
moving slightly as I savored his taste. I loved the spontaneity of it. As my
lips pushed and pulled up and down his hard cock, I began teasing him, my
tongue sliding along the sensitive fold of skin below the glans. I would need
fresh air soon, but I could continue this for now.
“
Mmm…that feels good…
” he continued to
murmur; his hands pulled lightly near my head as I bobbed up and down. After a
moment, I heard a slight noise of surprise, and he whipped the covers aside.
“Key…?” He
groaned, looking down at me before his head descended back into the pillows.
“Oh…fuck, that feels good…”
“That’s
right,” I grinned after pulling my lips free from his cock. “Why don’t you just
let me take care of things for a moment…just lay back and relax…” My lips
wrapped around his cock again, and I began bobbing faster now, furiously eager
to get him off with my mouth.
Cole’s hands
clutched my head, his fingers digging into my hair as I sucked down his morning
wood. He growled out a few low, satisfied groans as I pleasured him, and it
wasn’t longer than a few minutes before his body seized up and he held my head
in place, pumping his seed into the back of my throat.
“Oh God, can
I wake up like that
every
morning?”
He asked contently. “Because I think I could probably get used to that…”
“We’ll see,”
I grinned, suddenly aware that I needed to get rid of my early morning breath.
I pulled away, preparing to jump out of bed, when his hand clutched around my
forearm.
“And where do
you think
you’re
going?”
“I need to go
brush my teeth.”
“Not right
now, you don’t,” he chuckled as he pulled me back into bed, his hands quickly
unclasping my bra. Sliding out of the way, he held his breath, pressing his
lips against my neck. I purred my delight as he peppered kisses down my chest,
exhaling as he wrapped his lips around my nipple. I squealed with pleasure, and
he brought his hands up to grasp my breasts firmly, gently kneading them as he
subtly rocked his head with the motion. At the same time, his wet, strong
tongue flicked my small peak into an erect, puckering peak, and he shifted his
attention to its sister while squeezing the first between his fingers.
“Oh, you are
good
at this,” I mumbled lovingly. My
arms wrapped around the back of his head and held him in place, locking his
lips around the nipple. His tongue worked its magic, and I basked in my sultry
enjoyment.
Soon, he pulled
himself free, kissing back down to my panties again. With his thumbs hooking
into the waistband, he whipped them out of the way, dropping his lips to wrap
around my awakening pussy. His wet tongue lapped away, stirring the flicker of
my mounting arousal into a burning blaze.
My thighs
squeezed around his head as I clenched my fingers into the tufts of his hair,
riding his pink tongue inside me. I could feel myself growing wet as he
continued to match my enthusiasm, his hot breath wafting over my lower lips and
only turning me on more.
Gasping and
groaning, I clutched at my breasts and fondled the peaks with my fingers. With
a change in tactics between my thighs, and the pressure of his digit against
the bead of my pleasure, I gave out a passionate, low moan. His love and
attention was driving me absolutely wild.
I could feel
the building sensation escalate, my pulsing need for climax rising up inside.
My breasts heaved; I was consciously aware of my heavy breathing and how my
words flitted from my lips, drenched with lust and need:
“Oh
fuck…don’t stop, Cole, please don’t stop…”
He audibly
grinned, exhaling between his lips. The billionaire ramped up the pleasure, his
thumb rubbing circles around my clit, and I arched my back with pleasure.
“Cole…I’m so
close…”
“That’s
right, baby, let me take of you…”
His tongue
lapped up my juices as I came, my mouth bursting open with exhilaration. My
fingers grasped at the bedding on either side, clutching into the sheets as I
rode out a couple of incredible orgasms in a row.
“What did you
say earlier?” I asked breathlessly as he extracted his face from between my
legs. My body welcomed him as he lay down beside me, my arms wrapping around
him.
“That I could
get used to this?” He asked, wondering himself.
“Yeah…that
goes double for me.”
*
*
*
This time, I
finally got that breakfast in bed.
Although I
couldn’t hear the sizzle from the kitchen, I could sure smell the slight waft
of the delicious food from around the corner and down the hall. When Cole
slipped into the room, holding up a tray containing a stack of buttery,
chocolate chip pancakes, grilled gourmet sausages, a few strips of spiced
French toast, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, I squealed with
delight and graciously took the gift.
“How is it?”
He asked after a few bites.
“Oh God,
dear, this is pretty great,” I grinned, swallowing a chunk of food. “Now I see
exactly what I was missing.”
“Glad to hear
it,” he smiled, before his joy began to recede away, forming a gradually
darkening face. “I’m going to have to go into work today. It’s time that I
check on an old friend of ours…”
I gulped down
my mouthful of juice. “Coppersmith?”
“Yes,” he
muttered angrily, his features firm and furious. “I also need to check in with
Kylie, too. Alphonse Megami will be here soon, and I need to make the proper
arrangements for his arrival.”
While I
thoughtfully ate, he stood up straight, stepping towards the closet. This time
while he changed, not an ounce of indignation or concern crossed my mind. I
simply enjoyed my breakfast while he donned his battle armor for the coming
hours. His naked, sturdy muscles disappeared beneath layers of pressed and
starched clothing as he wrapped his handsome body in a custom tailored,
three-piece suit.
As he slipped
into his socks and shoes, I rose from the bed, just as naked as he had been
just several minutes before. He glanced up from his shoelaces, admiring my
curves and my supple skin as I perused his ties. He needed something tasteful,
something strong and commanding.
“This will
do…” I murmured to myself, running my fingers along a softly folded tie,
plucking it from its rack.
“And what are
you up to in here?” He asked warmly, coming up behind me. His hands slip up my
abdomen from behind, grasping at my supple breasts. Involuntarily, I sucked in
a sharp, automatic gasp of pleasure, feeling his fingers caress my nipples. His
lips found my neck, and I lifted my arms up to loosely hug him with my back
against his chest, offering him a better hold on my ample bosom.
“Now, now,
Cole…” I murmured, feeling the bulge of his large cock twitching against my
bare ass. “Better settle down, you’ve got a job to do…”
I pulled
myself free, turning around to pop the collar of his long-sleeved shirt,
tightly slipping the tie around the back of his neck. Immediately, I pulled him
in for a deep kiss, my hands grasping either end of the tie to leverage his
head forward.
“You’re
something else, aren’t you, Key?” He murmured as I tied his tie for him.
“Maybe just a
little,” I grinned. Glancing down as I worked, I could see his erection against
the front of his slacks, and tsk-tsk’ed mock disappointment.
“Well…can’t
send you off like
that,
can I?” I
smiled, gazing up into his eyes. “You’re ready to go again already? Maybe it’d
be better to let you step into your company with a clear head…and I have just
the idea of how to do that…”
Unzipping his
slacks, I unbuckled his belt and withdrew his thick, fully erect cock before
dropping to my knees. As the businessman’s fingers plunged into my hair and
held it back, he stood proudly in front, dressed from head to toe in the
sharpest suit I’d ever seen. I wrapped my round lips down his cock, happy to
worship the rock-hard tool as my mouth descended for the second time this
morning. We might not have much time left together, but I wasn’t going to waste
a single second.