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A Billionaire's Holiday Love

A Billionaire's Holiday Love

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𝑯𝒐𝒕 𝑴𝒓. 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒃𝒐𝒓. 𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆 The man loathes Christmas. What person doesn't warm up to the best holiday of the year? The cabin I purchase mentioned it needed light work, not a gut renovation. Looks nothing like the picture. The brooding beast next door said he'd help spruce up the place if it will get me to leave him alone. Deal. Because who wants to be around the Grinch longer than they have to? Even if he's tall. Has a gorgeous face you can stare at all day. And a body you'd love to mount on your sleigh repeatedly. Then I wondered could I help Mr. Non-Christmas fall in love with my favorite holiday. 𝑵𝒐𝒂𝒉 Didn't bargain for a neighbor this holiday. Especially one who looks as beautiful as her. She's all kinds of distracting. She doesn't even notice her effect on me. But my other head does. I'll help her fix up her cabin while giving her attitude an adjustment with my thick peppermint stick. On a serious note. The Grinch plans to keep Ms. Christmas all to himself. #bwwm #Christmas
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"I could kill you," he grins holding the gun to my temple. "I wouldn't be scared," I reminded him. He trails the gun under my chin lifting it, allowing me to look him in the eyes. "No one would know you were murdered by me," he continues making me smile. "I think I might have a gun kink;" I tell him while holding eye contact. "Fuck," he mutters as he smashes his lip onto mine, •••• The crimson colour pools beneath me as I let him twist the dagger that had been living in my heart since the day we had met. Sometimes we settle for the love we think we deserve only because are parents didn't portray it better therefore we think the bare minimum is over the top. ••••

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