THE BILLIONAIRE'S CRYBABY
Chapter 177: PASSIONATE DECEIT

Chapter 177: PASSIONATE DECEIT

Ace was standing beside his car, when Fay made it out.

His breath caught against his chest when he saw her.

It had long ago been registered in his head that there was never going to be a woman as gorgeous as she was. Yet, she had managed to make that conviction return with even more strength.

Her gown was dangerously red, in a way that didn’t make her hair being the same colour, look too rioting.

It was slitted on both sides, up to her thighs. There weren’t any sleeves, and the cups in the shape of a ’W’ were coated with diamond stones.

On her neck was the piece his grandmother gave to her.

She wore it like she was a true Atticus.

Staring at her was like staring at the sun. The way she shone was almost detrimental to his vision.

For a moment, he completely forgot his plans for revenge.

There was a pull that wanted him on his knees, begging for the scraps of whatever she had to offer.

How he managed to overcome that overwhelming feeling, remained a mystery to him.

He blinked, and she was standing before him.

His chest began to pound heavily in its little chamber.

"You’re—" he couldn’t string the right words together.

Nothing he could say would come close to the description of what she represented.

He could die a thousand deaths if there was an assurance she would be on the other side, waiting for him.

"Focus Ace!" He screamed at himself in his head.

He was fast losing the plot. The plan was simple. Embarrass her in front of everyone, and throw her out of his life for good.

How he was going to do that now, considering she looked like she was out on a mission to sniff out his breath, was something he would have to figure out fast.

"You look stunning."

He reached for her hand, and she happily gave it to him.

Bringing it to his lips, he kissed it.

Everywhere suddenly went up in cheerful screams, howls and claps.

He looked through her and saw the staff of the mansion had gathered around, and were watching them.

His stomach twisted, because he knew this was the last time they would ever witness something like this..

After tonight, Fay Landon would be dead to him for good.

"You look dashing yourself, Mr Atticus," Fay said as he led her into the car.

They sat beside each other, and the car started.

He had decided to make use of another driver last minute, because Reign wanted Cam to drive her.

However, that didn’t matter, because he couldn’t keep his eyes off Fay throughout the drive. He was going to fight it, but told himself it was a good thing.

It would build tension. After that tension was eased, clarity would follow.

He needed that clarity to take the next step. The step that would put a permanent end to their fake relationship.

The car rolled into the Atticus mansion, and Fay’s fingers twisted even more.

Her stomach had butterflies. Not just because Ace was the most beautiful man the world had ever seen, and he was her date for the night, but also because she didn’t know what the night would hold.

She wished they would be able to talk about their situation after the event.

For now, she breathed in, hoping that she could have a good time.

Her side of the door opened, and she lifted her head to see Ace with his hands stretched out to her

She smiled, and accepted the gesture.

Together, they proceeded forward. But when he began to take a diversion, she frowned.

"We’re not going into the house?" She asked, ridden with confusion.

"Not yet. I want to show you something first."

Her rapidly beating heart, pummeled against her chest.

She had wanted to see how the interior decoration would look, considering how sparkly its exterior was.

The most expensive cars drove in, and glittering gowns swept the floor.

It was a masked party. No one told her it would be. Something different came to her head when she heard about a fundraising event. Not this flashy show of wealth.

She decided to disregard that fact, since they weren’t even going into the house yet, anyway.

When she raised her head again, they were in the garden.

She gasped when she saw how it had been decorated.

"You like it, don’t you?"

She pulled her hand out of his hold, and walked around in awe.

The garden sparkled. She was totally in love with the diamond theme going on. It felt royal, and simply majestic.

"It’s beautiful!" She said.

"I knew you’d like it. I had the decorators do something to the garden for you. Since it’s your favourite place to be in."

She stopped observing long enough to look at him. Drawing closer, she let her gaze sweep through him. "You did this for me? Why?" She asked, confused, but ecstatic.

"Because I need you to know how special you are to me, Fay. I don’t want to wait until after the event to show you how much you mean to me."

"What does that mean, Ace?"

"It means I want to kiss you," he took a step forward, and closed the gap between them. "And worship you. Can I, Fay Atticus?"

In the middle of biting her lips, he wrapped a hand around her waist, and drew her to him.

Tilting her head to the side, he brought his lips down on hers.

He was going to ruin her dress, make-up, and even hair, was the first thought that came to her mind.

Immediately after, she blanked out. All she could think about was him.

He kissed her hungrily, like he had never kissed anyone else before her.

In return, she reciprocated with just as much energy.

"You taste so good," he breathed across her lips, when it began to slow down. "It makes me want more. I want more of you, Fay."

She didn’t know what she was doing, but she was long past caring.

The only thing she knew was that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

So when he pulled away, and looked at her with questioning, eye’s, she knew there was only one answer.

"I want you too, Ace," she said.

He drew her to the covers he had asked them to turn into a floor bed, and laid her on it.

"They’ll want us at the party. Do you want us to come back later?" He asked.

"There’s the event first, before the party right?" She bit her lips.

"God, you drive me crazy when you do that."

He kissed her again. This time, he didn’t slow down.

His mouth found her neck, whilst his hand went to the cleft of her breast.

A shudder ran through her when his fingers brushed her nipples through her gown.

"Fay, do you understand what I want to do to you?" He stopped to catch his breath.

She knew. There was no need to feign ignorance. After all, she wanted him too.

She nodded shyly.

"And you consent to it?"

"I do," she replied.

"Good. Because the next words I want to hear from your lips, are you screaming my name."

His lips delved into the cleft of her breast, and he began to tug on the fabric with his teeth.

There was some string which held it together. He took it out, and it loosened the area so he could easily pull it down.

Her breasts became visible to his eyes, and he felt his breath whither for a few seconds.

In his dreams, and imaginations, he had pictured what she would look like naked.

The picture he saw now was a million times better than what his thoughts, and dreams produced.

Cherry buds, almost the same shade of her lips stared back at him.

He couldn’t resist anymore, as he sucked one into his mouth.

"Ace!" She hissed between her teeth.

"That’s right. Call my name, baby girl."

He rolled the other nipple into his mouth, and sucked until they were hardened stone.

Next, he began to tug the gown down. Changing his mind, he bunched it up her waist.

"Do you need help?" She asked, feeling a little awkward.

The situation was like being a highschool senior, attending prom. Only difference was that this wasn’t going to be her first time. Gabriel had gotten that honour he absolutely didn’t deserve.

"I’ll manage."

He kissed her again when he felt some freedom, and she was back to melting in his arms.

As he kissed her, his fingers drove from her legs, past her gown, and rested on her thighs.

He massaged it gently, loving the way she buckled everytime he did.

When she least expected, he drove his fingers into her wetness.

She screamed out, and clung on to him. Her cries of pleasure filled his head, and he knew it was time for the real deal.

Drawing his pants down, he lifted one leg around his waist, and slowly lowered himself into her.

She gasped at his entrance, causing her eyes to pop open.

As he drove into her, their eyes locked. A single tear ran down her eyes, and he was so fascinated by it, he felt blood rush to the tip of his hardness.

He pounded harder, and she shattered in completion.

At the same time, he stiffened. Throwing his head back, he screamed, "Fay!"