The Billionaire's Stepdaughter

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Anna groggily woke up with an overbearing headache. And the fact that beside her was an empty space just added more pain to her already severe migraine. However all that unhappiness was soon diminished by a bouquet of blue roses on the side table and a smiling Nicolas sitting on the edge of the bed.

She reached for the flowers, gripping on the thin bed sheet covering her naked body. The flowers were divine, their fragrance instantly cured her of her hangover. She never thought in all her life that a man's charms can cure migraines. "Where did you get these? Blue roses are rare" she asked him, giving him the sweetest smile she could.

She almost fainted when he smiled back, his smile blinding her. "I have a bio-engineering facility nearby." He answered smoothly. Nicolas looked thoroughly f*cked, half naked and only wearing his pajama pants and yet they didn't actually do it last night. Then again, Nicolas always had this sexy aura about him that's what attracted Anna in the first place. Even though he had messy tousled hair, he still looked like he just came out of a Vogue photo shoot.

"Are they dyed?" She asked him. At first, her question caught him off-guard, but afterwards he soon looked offended. "Of course not" he answered defensively. "I wouldn't dare give you such petty imitations. Mon amour, you deserve only the best." He stated as if it was so obvious only an idiot wouldn't have gotten it. "They're one hundred percent real. However they are mere prototypes and will die in an hour or so" he added.

Anna suddenly became disappointed. She wanted to keep these flowers forever or even a few days would've sufficed. But to only have an hour to enjoy the first flowers Nicolas has ever given her was... well suckish. "Pity" she muttered. "I wanted to keep them longer."

"I'll get you more in the future if that's what you want." Nicolas said as he noticed her dissatisfaction.

"But these are special. A woman's sentiments that a man just wouldn't understand" she playfully scolded him.

"Well why don't you just press one in a book?" he suggested, he didn't like seeing her depressed.

"True, but it's just so heart-rendering to realize that no matter how beautiful it is, it really is nothing more than a short-lived illusion" she murmured. "Yes..." Nicolas hesitated. "But because its beauty is fleeting, it makes it all the more remarkable" he continued.

Nicolas was flustered, all he wanted to do was make her smile. He absolutely adored her smiles. However this was a first for him. Giving a bouquet of flowers and only to be met by disappointment.

"Will I be such?" Anna whispered. "I know I will be a brief love, but will I be an everlasting love to you, Nicolas?" She asked, her voice filled with sadness and uncertainty.

Nicolas couldn't believe what she was saying. Was she suggesting breaking off things? If so, he wouldn't allow it. He would much rather suffer through all of Dante's nine circles of hell than to lose her. He quickly went to her side and caressed her pink cheek with his hand, "It may seem unfathomable at the moment, mon amour, but we will be together." He said, his tone was soft yet determined.

She nodded then blushed when she noticed that his blue eyes were glued to her, observing her every movement and his lips was curled into a sensuous smile. "Maybe I haven't given you enough proof?" he said as his eyes darkened with lust.

He reached for her, his hand brushing the strands of hair off her face as it slid ever so gently past her ear, his thumb rubbing and softly caressing her cheek. "Do not be mistaken, Anna. This is your reality." He said, his fingers supporting the back of her head as he leaned in and firmly yet seductively place their lips together. He could hear her soft moans as he pulled her body closer to his. Holding her tightly and feeling the race of their hearts.

They were soon engulfed in ragged breathing and dancing tongues. The heat and lust that they felt, consumed their very being. All senses drowned by the other's touch, enough to drive either one into madness. His hands firmly gripping her butt as he placed her steadily on his pulsating erection, her hands guiding him inside of her.

She moaned loudly as his fingers soon found her aching nipple, he tugged making her go over the edge. She pressed her lips against his, hungrier and rougher than she had ever done before. She pulled on his hair. Making him smirk against her lips. he opened his mouth wide for her to do her bidding...

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