The Billionaire Contract Lover

s dying, Alpha Griffon K

, but when his true love came b

contract and tol

ars, his frozen heart would

d my thing

… I only had three

a

tarting to set, vivid orange and red giving way to the bright light of the moon. Withi

hly cleansed “inside and out” witho

s. I strictly followed his preferences and requirements, changed into fre

ng on his knee in a relaxed manner, flipping through a stack of documents. When I enter

lashing amber in his dark eyes for a

ran over

, just once, to hear something in his tone when he spoke to me. But he always maintained his

for a moment, worried that

s formidable presence, my bare feet were silen

ed me into his arms and onto his lap,

ces of the warmth I longed for. His tongue delved into my mou th, twisting a

ut he showed no such thing when it came to s ex. He was never restrained, ne

ys the coarse Alpha, never the cool, ca

s for three months; he probably

ed, he was roug

l wolf instead of just mostl

exhausted for more, his wolf shining in his eyes

*

stead of the usual silence I typically wakened

n and looked in the d

l and muscled form reflected i

ter our encounters. No goodbye

from hours of lovemaking, and I qui

ped, and Griffon came into the room

s well-defined abs. His face was finely chiseled, exquisitely handsome, with sharp, distinct fe

side showed through, creating even m

of and unattainable. With one glance, people could tell he was

, harsh, and unreachable

ve me a stony look and said, “