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I looked up into the dark dangerous depths of his eyes which held a promise and so much more, as he closed the distance between us and towered over me possessively. 'No' he rasped, leaning towards my ear, sending shivers down my spine. 'And there's nothing I can do to change your mind?' I cocked my head. ─── : *.☽ .* ─── She was eloquent like a lady, addictive like a drug. A coy smile ways tugging at her soft lips, the source of threatening words and dangerous commands. Voice as sweet as honey, cloudy deceiving eyes, cascading black hair of a goddess. The second most wealthy, powerful woman in all of England. He was captivated by her wilderness, entranced by her wit. Raven black hair and dark blue-gray eyes, power seething from his very scent, a hard jaw begging to be touched and a voice hotter than hell. The wealthiest, most powerful man in all of England. Refusing your attraction is a sin. ─── : *.☽ .* ─── Her determination to buy his coal mine soon turned into curiosity and intrigue. She had never wanted something more, the coal mine of course, not the darkishly attractive man who was nothing more than an arrogant, misogynistic bastard! Or at least that's what she had thought.

"Just because you're a billionaire doesn't mean you're a God," " For your information Miss Grey, I am GOD." "You are no GOD to me.... you worthless son of a __" "Complete the damn sentence and sees what happens Miss Grey... After all, I am Wesley Cooper. I own the answers to all your wishes in this world." I gave out a mocking laugh." That doesn't change the fact that I'm going to break your nose right this moment if you utter another insane word. You chose to mess with the wrong girl...." " Is that so? " A smirk was slowly playing across his lips. I molded my fists." oh you have no idea what I can do to you right now..." "Let's see then.. Lick my shoes... Miss Grey, then I'll pretend this never happened." " How about I burst your bubble?" With that I landed my hot fists on his handsome face, causing the Godlike man to stagger on his feet. " Let's see who lick whose shoes then.." I smirked and pulled him by the collar of his shirt. His eyes roamed to his ruffled shirt in my hands as he raised a finger to his men behind not to interrupt me. An evil idea popped in my mind as another devilish smirk played its way to my lips. "Kiss the floor I walk on.... Wesley Cooper. " Stay tuned for thrilling updates! your favorite girl.. Anna. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED No one should copy this story without ny permission! Infringement of property is not allowed. Be warned!