Watching the skyline!

Watching the skyline!

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Romance
Ashton Anderson, a 23 year old billionaire.He always has an air of mysteriousness around him.An achiever yet unsatisfied as if finding a piece to finally complete the puzzle,he calls life. Now meet Amelia Jones,a 22 year old well renowned photographer, is a happy heart and a free soul.She lives her life to the fullest. Sarcasm is the second language to her. What happens when a flamboyant and cheerful girl meets Mr.'I-own-this-gloomy-World ' on the top of Empire State building? Personalities crash,they swear to never match,Banters turn to deep talks and between all the drama around them two people discover themselves in each other's lives.
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[BILLIONAIRE SERIES] [BOOK 1] "Do you want to kiss me?" "No, I want to devour you completely. Every inch of your body and soul belongs to me. Let another man touch you, and you'll find him six feet deep into the ground. And you will end up in my bed, fucked in every hole until the only name you remember is mine. Do you understand, love?" The way his dark words rolled out of his mouth, it sounded so sensual. "Yes." I breathed out. "You say yes so easily." The corner of his lips curved up, and the next second, his lips were on mine. The heat, the pleasure, the firm pressure of his lips, and soft glide of his tongue against mine. The kiss was so demanding and rough. A moan slipped from my mouth to his earning a groan from him as my fingers slid into his hair and my back pressed against the wall. My body liquefied in his touch as I felt sparks consuming my skin. If he hadn't been holding me up, I would've melted right there. His tongue slid in my mouth, devoring it just like he said.

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