Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

It all started when she leaned in to kiss him-no denying that. But as things heated up, he took the reins completely. She found herself being folded and flipped over by him, again and again. The sheer variety was mind-blowing. When Chloe woke up the next morning, she felt more exhausted than if she had spent a whole day and night chopping wood. And now, he had the nerve to play the victim. The audacity!

"How could I resist when you were on top of me? Could I have resisted? If I had, wouldn't that have hurt your ego?"

Chloe was so angry she nearly spat out her frustration. She shoved him away. "Get lost!"

Connor wouldn't leave her alone. He was there when she had breakfast, followed her when she went to chop wood, and even tagged along when she went fishing in the sea. Always by her side, like a ghost that wouldn't go away. Finally, Chloe had had enough. "What do you want me to do about it?" she asked, exasperated.

Connor's face lit up. "Marry me!"

Then he realized something and quickly corrected himself. "I mean, I'll marry you!"

right. "I don't care. We're getting married either way, and we're going to sleep together

The 6'1" Connor was tugging at her arm, trying to look cute. "Please, just say yes. I'm already yours; you

eyes. Oh Lord, what

she wrapped her arm around Connor's waist. "Alright, alright, no more whining. I can't

suddenly stood up straight, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Really? You agree?

face. "It's

details. He was too happy. He scooped Chloe up in his arms and spun her around wildly on the beach. His joyous laughter echoed across the shore. Held

those few seconds yesterday when Connor had stopped breathing, Chloe

cherish every moment they had together even more She didn't want

might as

laughed together, their laughter mingling in the air. Eventually, they collapsed onto the beach. The soft sand was like a huge, plush bed, their bodies sinking into it as if lying