Madam Billionaire

Okay… I know I’ve been quiet in the last couple of chapters of this book, but seriously both Amara and Peter need to smack some sense into their dumbass mafia guys.

Damn author, I never thought these Italian men would have very thick heads. Okay… let us continue to when Amara was pissed as she finds that she was left alone and was not allowed to go out of their hotel suite.

“Hey, boss,”

“Peter, don’t tell me you got ditched?” she smirked at him as she puts on her heels.

“Wait, where are you going? we’re not supposed to go anywhere without them.” Peter asked when he saw her looking a bit too fancy for that night.

“I’m going to the hotel’s bar. I’m bored and I’m young, I’m getting back to my roots.” She said carelessly, Peter looked at her knowing that there was more to her little rebellious act.

She would do this with her guys’ issues in the past, and he knows that this was not about Anthony. Peter took a deep breath knowing that it must’ve been Matteo’s doing, and he would never ask until she decided to tell him about her issue.

“Well, I guess I must keep you close.”

“Peter, you should rest. You’re still healing. How’s your wound?”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Pfft… I’m better, and the alcohol will numb the pain.”

Amara rests her hand on his arm and lets her assistant lead their way to the hotel’s bar. Peter greeted the bartender with who he had flirted earlier.

“Hi there, let us have your strongest signature mix.” Amara seated her ass on the barstool and look at her surrounding.

Peter knows that she was prowling already. He had been with her night out several times to know that she always knows how to have a good time.

She was wearing her tight designer jeans and a sexy designer top which showed her ample breasts. She’s tall and lean but she’s a master in flaunting her assets. A couple of guys were already eyeing her from afar.

They were talking and laughing when two guys came to their side. The group introduced each other and move from the barstool to a more private booth.

“I hope you guys realize how hard it is to find a beautiful single woman with a hot single guy.” The tall greek looking guy drinks his malt lazily, while his friend was feasting his eyes on Peter.

Amara was still trying to get herself drunk when she was flirting with the handsome guy, while Peter was way ahead of her. He has always been a light drinker, and he was already slurring his words when  Mateo and Paolo arrived at their table.

“Hey, you guys! Come meet our new friends.” Amara raised her glass and took another drink, while the darkly handsome man still draped his arm on her shoulder and Matteo was quick to count the number of glass shots on their table.

It was a lot.

Matteo was looking at the guy like he was ready to put a bullet between his eyes. And what he did next was a threat to that action alone.

“I will put a bullet in you, don’t care if you are someone important. Get your hand off of her.” He said looking straight into his eyes while Matteo revealed his gun strap to his body.

The man looked at Amara, who then nodded at him.

“Sorry, not your lucky night buddy.” She shrugged and drink another shot. Then she got up and walk to the bar in annoyance, leaving Peter who was drunk off his ass, and trying to pick a fight with Paolo who only shut him off by taking him to his shoulder and leaving the two unlucky men behind.

“I told you not to leave the room.” Matteo grabbed her arm and ushered her to the back office then lock them both from the outside world. He was still fuming from her little stunt, he had never wanted to rip someone’s arm apart so badly as when he saw the man’s arm on Amara’s.

“I heard you.” She was mad at him and still was. And with her alcohol consumption, she was boiling for him. She hated that he disregarded her so easily, no man had ever done that to her.

“So you’re just being careless? do you think you’re safe? don’t you ever think that you might put Peter’s life in danger, again?!”

“We’re still in your fucking hotel!!” Amara retorted as she pointed him to their surrounding.

“You have guards everywhere! I’m not that fucking stupid!!” she slapped his chest, but he was quick to grab her hand and put it on her back. He closes their gap and towered above her, he was domineering but she was not afraid of him.

“You think that our guards are here for you? you don’t think they have other work?” he asked pulling her body flat to his, his other hand grabbed her neck and roughly tilted her head to face him.

“How the fuck should I know? but what I do know is that I’m the least of your priorities!!” she looked up at him and challenged him to reply to her words, she was breathing heavily with rage.

But that was the one thing he didn’t do, as he crushes his lips to hers. She struggled to get away from him but he was too strong for her and in actuality, his hard kisses were making her relent. And she eventually moaned to his roughness while her body was humming for more. 

“Fuck!” He lowered his hands to her ass and squeezed them making her squirm and moan his name.

He took off her top and groaned when he finds her looking deliciously beautiful in her black lace bra. She arched her back once he latched onto her perked small sexy nipples.

“Matteo! please…”

“You don’t know what you do to me.” He whispered to her ear and lift her easily. She wrapped her long legs to his strong waist and she took off her bra and throw it carelessly and moaned louder when his hands trailed her small back and he sucked her tits harder.

Her hands wrapped around his head keeping him to her small body. She pressed herself forward wanting to feel more of him.

He swiftly lowered her down only to take off her jeans and was not ready when he saw the small tight ass was only wrapped in matching black lace panties which he discarded within seconds.

She screamed when he picked her up again, this time higher as he latched his lips to her wetness and rest her back to the office wall. Her thighs rest on his shoulder and her sides were held by his strong hands as she was taken higher to ecstasy. He groaned when she wrapped her legs tighter to his neck.

“Matteo! I’m going to…”

He was sucking her and licking her, devouring her like a true delicacy. She was gripping his strands tighter, her thighs were firm to his strong shoulder and her legs wrapped his neck sexily. He was so fucking hard from having her, tasting her, and wanting so bad to feel her climax. Until the time came, and she arched her back to the wall and her nails were deep onto his upper arms.

He was looking and feeling her intensely as she reached her climax, how she closes her eyes and bites her lip, how her hip thrust to his lips, how her ass clenched from the sheer intensity, and how she moans his name over and over again.

He slowly lowers her down and she was quick to kiss him deeply and taste herself. He groaned knowing that it just made him so fucking hard for her.

But she didn’t stop there as she unbuckles his pants and lowers herself and kneeled before him then he cursed when she slowly stroked his length and licked his precum.

“Oh fuck!”