Betrayed by the Billionaire (pt 10)

Chapter Ten

The following day everybody left, the crew by boat to the mainland and Sean on his Cruiser, once more leaving the two alone.  This time however, she did not have work to keep her busy, the two spending each day wandering around the island, Sierra enjoying rediscovering the home she had left so many years ago, happy to see that not much had changed.  Max had taken her on long horse rides and spent hours teaching her how to scuba dive until she was proficient enough to keep up with him, the two never tiring of the other or running out of things to talk about.

Given his position of authority and wealth, Max was used to having everybody around him agree with him and jump when he gave commands.  However, Sierra had always been the exception to that rule in his life, from the first time he had met her when a cocky little 12-year-old to the gorgeous woman she had grown into, and he revelled in the many heated discussions they would have, each one always ending in bed.   The sex, he had to admit, was amazing.  For an innocent, she quickly learnt how to please him and her sense of adventure drove her to experimentation that blew his mind.  With a happy smile on his face he remembered the previous evening when she surprised him with body chocolate and a wicked grin.

After two weeks he asked if she would like to accompany him to a ball on the mainland, his presence expected at the charity his mother had founded.  Sierra was overjoyed at being his date for the occasion, especially as it was such a public venue, Sierra knowing that Max’s love life was closely followed by the paparazzi, as was Sean’s.

They had moved into his apartment on the mainland, luxurious with every modern convenience.  She had been surprised how personal it was, even more surprised to discover that he now spent more time in the large apartment than on the island.  Patting his hand with sympathy she saw the sadness in his eyes knowing that it must remind him of his mother, her death still so raw.  Taking her hand in his he kissed her knuckles knowing that she knew exactly how he felt, remembering the night he brought her back home with him, a knowing smile on her lips.

“Your mother was a great strength to me when I needed it” her voice soft as Max nodded back, Sierra seeing the way his eyes misted over, her arms moving around him as he kissed her.  He pulled back until their eyes locked “It means so much to me having you here Sierra”, his words full of such an honesty that she groaned, rising to once more bring their lips together.  Their lovemaking was slow, languorous, each giving the other strength with both bodies and something more, something ethereal, until he rose over her, surging deeply within her tightness, neither prepared to break the penetrating hold of the others look.

Just as she saw the fire in his turn from smoulder to blazing inferno, he felt himself drown in the soft brown depth of hers, his thrusts becoming frantic as she clung to him until together they both reached the peak of pleasure, tottering on the edge until together they plunged over, each crying out, Sierra unaware as she screamed out his name, his mouth dropping to kiss her, both of their hearts hammering at the intensity of their shared experience.

Slumped over her, Sierra wrapped her arms around him, nuzzling his damp neck, his masculine smell enveloping her senses, her lips kissing him as she licked the salty moisture, the realisation swamping her that she loved him.  She loved Max.

Max stirred, feeling the way Sierra stiffened under him, pushing himself to the side, his eyes suddenly so full of concern, “What is it?…Did I hurt you?”  Her heart swelled at his concern as she shook her head, biting her lip.  How could she be so stupid as to fall in love with Max.   It was inevitable that he would get tired of her, throw her out.  Just as he had ten years ago when he blindsided her, he would one day – probably soon – ask her to go, expect her to return to her old life.

“Tell me”, his words pushed into the fog of pain which descended on her, her stricken look filling him with panic. “Sierra…what happened?” Dragging in a deep breath her eyes rose to look above him, avoiding his eyes, something so frantic stirring within the heart of hers.  She needed in that moment to tell him, to once more open herself to the hurt he would heap on her, knowing that he would reject her feelings, but needing to bare her very soul to this man, to be completely honest with him.  The words sat on the tip of her tongue, those words of love just as her mobile phone burst into life, the sound making her jump as she groaned, lifting it.

Listening to the voice on the other side, Max watched as her back tensed.  For a moment he had known that she was about to say something important, something which made his stomach clench, holding his breath in expectation.  As her phone rang, disappointment flooded through him before he frowned instinctively knowing something was very wrong.

He watched as she dragged a shaky hand over her brow, resignation and worry warring with each other as she turned to look at him, shutters falling over her so expressive eyes, coldness eating at his stomach.  “I understand.  Tell him I will be on the first flight.  Tell him he only talks to his lawyer”

Sierra took in the scowl which filled his features, his questioning eyes wary as she turned to the side, allowing her hair to fall like a curtain, covering her face not allowing him to see the way her eyes stung with tears which she refused to allow to fall, her teeth savaging the bottom lip as she fought to pull a more professional mask on, to hide the swirling emotions within, thankful for the phone call which had stopped her from making the biggest mistake of her life: declaring love for Max Alessandro.  What had she been thinking?

“What’s wrong?…What is it?”  His words pulled her back to reality as she took a deep breath, once more in control.  “Sean has been arrested…he got into a fight.  They need me back to deal with the fallout” Making to stand, his arm shot out stalling her as his hand moved forward to capture her chin, Sierra surprised to see doubt and apprehension in his features “For how long?  Will you return?”  She swallowed as her look flitted over his handsome face.  She needed to get away from him.  Put as much distance as possible between them before he tore her apart.  Max was not someone you fell in love with.  He was a player with a short attention span and Sean’s arrest gave her the perfect opportunity to escape from him, to save herself.  She should have told him the holiday was over, that it was time to go back to work, but instead she held his look, stunned to see something deep within the blackness of his, something which clenched her heart.  Did he care?

Her answer was almost a whisper, her mouth suddenly so dry, “Do you want me to return?”  Pain filled his features as he sat up pulling her harder to him “I don’t want you to go…Of course I want you to return” Sierra could feel the lightness fill her.  Max wanted her to stay, that must mean something, perhaps even that he…cared.

Again the voice inside her sneered, mocked her.  You thought that before.  You believed he wanted you around, and look what happened.  Pulling from his hold, her head dropped as she battled with the raging emotions within.  “I…I have to get back to work…Sean needs me…I need to go now Max”, adding seeing the way his features dropped, “B…But if you want me to come back…”

His relieved smile shone from him as he nodded “You…still want to be with me Sierra?”  Raising her eyes once more to his she nodded, not aware as her doubts shone so clearly from her “If…If you want me to be”  His arms once more enveloped her, his mouth kissing her hair as his arms caressed her back.  “I don’t want to be separated from you…Not for a moment”

Once more putting her at arm’s length, he smiled, that boyish heart-stopping smile which had her stomach flip-flopping “I will come with you…We will go together.  When you have finished doing what you need to do…we can return together”

Sierra could feel the love for him shining from the smile she gave him, before groaning gently.  “You can’t…the fund raiser.  They need you here” Max paused, his brow furrowed in deep thought.  Duty and the memory of his mother demanded that he attend, that the event be presided over by the Alessandro family.  He knew how much the charity relied on the money which was generated from the night, his mind formulating alternatives as his hand caressed her shoulder “OK.  Then tomorrow I will join you” Nodding, she could feel the way her eyes swam with tears of joy.  Max wanted to be with her.  He must care.

The rest of that day passed in a blur.  She was able to catch a flight within two hours, Max insisting that he accompany her to the airport.  He had pulled her into his arms, his kiss bone-melting before looking at her “I will see you tomorrow…Miss me” With a smile she pressed a kiss to his mouth nodding her head.  “Every second”, she responded, seeing the fire which instantly sprang to his eyes.

Sean’s arrest had made the front page.  However, Sierra was surprised to discover that far from being at fault, his actions had been noble.   Having jumped in to stop a man from hitting a woman, he had been arrested for pushing the would-be attacker after the man recognised him and insisted on the police being called.  It did not take her long to organise for his release, especially when the officials of the town found out all of the facts, embarrassed that the singer had been treated so shabbily in their town.

Moving into the prison to accompany Sean and his lawyer to the hotel they had booked, she found him wearing the drab prison uniform.  Her mouth quirked, shaking her head seeing that already he had customised the boring costume, dropping the pants to his hips and turning the bottoms up to his knees, the top now turned back to front with the prison name emblazoned on his chest.

“I leave you for a couple of weeks and you get yourself arrested” Her words were spoken with humour, her lips twitching as he grinned back at her, his arms opening in an innocent posture.  “What can I say Sierra…I missed you” Sean rose and pulled her in for a hug.

Leaving the prison the press had been waiting for the singer, their car pulled up as close to the exit as possible.  Sean however, in his usual flamboyant manner, took time to pose for the cameras joking that he might use the uniform in his next video as the press lapped it all up, Sierra holding back the smile – only Sean could turn a disaster into a publicity photo-shoot.

The next day she woke early, excitedly looking forward to Max joining her.  She smiled remembering the stunned surprise on Sean’s features as she informed him that he would be arriving that day, his expression becoming thoughtful as a slow smile spread over his face, “I see” his only comment.

Sitting drinking her coffee, she chuckled reading the headlines.  The large picture of Sean grinning as he joked about his incarceration made her shake her head as she read the story.  Flicking through the rest of the paper, her fingers tightened as she froze, pain slamming into her a long moan of ripped from her lips as tears sprang to her eyes.  There Max had been photographed at the fund raiser, his arms on the shoulders of a woman as he kissed her, the other woman plastered against him.  The sob tore from her throat as she read the headlines which screamed out at her from the page “Max Alessandro and the future Mrs Alessandro?”

She scanned the story, reading of the on-off relationship between Max and the supermodel that even she had heard of, along with the story of how the two had been inseparable since her surprise return the night of the fund raiser. Betrayal tore through Sierra.  So she had only been a distraction for him, something disposable until the woman he really wanted turned up.  Dropping the paper she moved to the window, her arms wrapped defensively around herself.  She had done it again, she had opened herself up to him, and he had used her, destroyed her.  Heart-broken tears streamed down her face.

{next installment 14th Jan}

Betrayed by the Billionaire (pt 9)

Chapter Nine

On the final day of the shoot they awoke, this time Sierra surprised not to find Max beside her, her head lifting, as her eyes scanned the room looking for him.  Seeing him stood dressed by the window,  she allowed her eyes to once more drink in the handsome figure he made stood so still, his hands pushed deep into his pockets, a dark smouldering look on his features as he stared unseeingly out of the window.

“Max?” Her soft throaty voice pulled him around, his eyes falling on her luscious body hidden within the silken nightdress, wrapped around the cotton sheet which did not hide the curves of the figure he had come to know so well.

“What’s wrong?”  Her tone held concern as he moved back over to the bed, sitting beside her and dropping his head to kiss the softness of her mouth.  “Nothing….nothing is wrong”, he replied, his eyes scanning her face as her hands flew around his neck, the kiss deepening as with a grimace he wondered why he bothered to dress.

Pushing her back against the pillow his fingers plucked the sheet from her hands, slowly dragging it down her body, his instantly tightening with lustful heat as she watched him from under long lashes, her lips slightly parted.  As her nipples under the thin material beaded under his gaze, his mouth dropped to cover one, the suddenness of his actions eliciting a gasp from her as her spine curved in silent offering.  “God, you are so beautiful, inside and out”, his words vibrated through her skin as her hands weaved through his hair.  The feel of him sent even more jolts coursing through her, his all too familiar smell filling her nostrils as she purred softly.

Sierra could feel as he pulled his clothes off, her own feverish hands helping him as his mouth moved to follow the outline of her neck, jaw, cheek and finally her mouth, his tongue plundering the softness of hers, demanding more.

His hand pulled the silky top down over her slim shoulders, the slip pulled under her firm pouting breasts, Max growling as the material forced them together, the nipples hardened peaks as his mouth dropped once more to cover one, then the other, a gasp torn from her lips as she arched her back closer to him.  With another growl he gripped the fragile cloth between his hands and ripped the material apart, his caveman actions sending instant wet heat to pool deep within her belly.  His frantic need for her forced a groan to leave her lips as she dropped her hands to slide them along his side around to his back, his skin goose-bumping under her fingertips.  One hand moved to push her legs apart, his long fingers exploring the wetness of her as she moaned and panted, begging him to make love to her, not caring that she was pleading, only partially aware as he pulled the nightstand open, retrieving protection from within.

Sierra could feel his need, as now both naked, her hand grasped the hardened heat of him, feeling as his body stiffened, the lapping tongue stilling before his teeth nipped the raised peak sending a shiver through her.  “I want you”, his voice was full of barely contained passion, she nodding frantically, needing him too.  “If I don’t get deep inside you soon…I am going to explode”, his raw words were like sandpaper against her skin making her throb harder.  Nodding, her eyes flitted open as his head rose, their eyes locked as she saw the molten desire deep within his.  As he pulled away, his heat leaving her, she opened her mouth to protest wanting him back, before he grasped her hips, flipping her onto her stomach, his hands caressing down her spine, his lips following the curve of her back as she quivered, whimpering as her body instantly trembled, her hands fisting the soft sheets.

Max positioned himself between her legs, before pushing himself deep within her body.  She was tight, so damn tight and responsive, he having to pause, fighting the need for release, his face showing the struggle it took as he felt the tingling heat demanding release.  Taking deep breaths he found some control, his hips moving gently to begin against her.  Under him, Sierra wriggled and writhed in ecstasy, the feel of his weight over her back new, along with the way his breath fanned across her ear his mouth whispering soft sensual words, words telling her how beautiful she was, how much he wanted her, needed her.  Each one only added to the maelstrom of sensations building, spiralling, rising until they flooded over her engulfing her as she screamed out his name, her climax ripping through every fibre of her being.  As darkness momentarily took her she collapsed limply onto the bed only partially aware as Max raised the tempo, a guttural roar of relief forced from him before he took one more thrust, his body pushed against her as his cries joined hers.  His own release quickly followed hers as he surged within Sierra, both of their bodies still spasming while her name was wrenched from him, he collapsing over her, both panting heavily as they fought to drag in lungfuls of air, both stunned with the intensity of their lovemaking.

Finally Max rolled from her, flipping onto his stomach, his head turned as was hers, both smiling at the other, their eyes soft.  As their breathing slowed down from the wild tempo to a manageable rate, she stirred softly, “Now tell me what is really wrong” Max smiled knowing that she of all people had always been able to read him better than anybody else.  Lazily drawing his finger along her arm he gave a deep sigh moving to kiss the top of her head gently.

“Today is the last day of the shoot Sierra” She froze beside him, the thought one which had been filling her mind all the previous day, not prepared to admit as the old anxieties arose within her, wondering if he expected her to leave the next day.  Trying to sound as upbeat as possible, while her stomach lurched painfully, she gave a small non-committal shrug.

“What are your plans after today?”, he prompted softly.  She felt her throat constrict as she moved from him, grabbing her wrap from the bottom of the bed and rising  “I…I don’t really know.  I just assumed that I would be going back with Sean”, an almost hurt look came to her features before she flicked him a half-smile.  “I would not like to outstay my welcome”, the attempt at levity feeling sour on her lips, as her head dipped trying not to show the pain within or the way the tears seemed to rise scalding the back of her eyes.

However, Max had moved quickly to her side, pulling her around, catching the pain, a small moan leaving him, “Thank God”, his words filling her with surprise as she stared back at him in disbelief.  How could he be so cruel she thought, anger flaring within as she tried to wrench free from him, Max holding her tightly, Sierra unable to look at him.

“Don’t worry I wasn’t going to cramp your life-style”, she bit out, swallowing the lump which rose to her throat, Max hauling her even harder against himself.  “I meant… Thank God you care too”, his soft voice making her head fly up to his.  “I want you to stay Sierra…You never did answer my question, but I would bet that you are due holidays and Sean doesn’t really need you right now”

Sierra had been stunned by his words, her expressive eyes full of that shock.  Running her small tongue along suddenly dry lips she was been only able to stare at him, her voice coming out in a hoarse whisper,  “Y…You do?”  His head bent to kiss the corner of her mouth, his voice soft against her skin “Oh yes, very much so”

Sierra paused, feeling the small glimmer of hope unfurl within her stomach, before she nodded against him, hearing the intake of breath from him, his head pulling back to smile so warmly at her.  Then he kissed her, a long lingering kiss full of heat and fire as he slowly walked her back towards the bed, the knowledge of how close he had come to losing her spurring him on to new heights.

As they once more lay in the other’s arms, the afterglow of their lovemaking enveloping them both, he kissed her head softly.

“Thank you for staying”, his words pulled a sweet serene smile to her lips. “You are most welcome…You will let me know when you get fed up with me”  Max lifted himself slightly to rest on the heel of one hand, a smile on his lips, “Are you telling me you are going to stay that long?  Because I can’t see me ever getting fed up with you”

He saw the way her eyes closed as she seemed to be fighting with some internal demon, Max instinctively knowing what.  However, before he could speak she rolled from him, her back to him as she gave a half-laugh, the sound forced even to his ears, “Well I suppose you can handle having me around for a couple of weeks” With a frown he clamped his mouth closed, sensing that now was not the time to push what had happened in the past.  She had agreed to stay for longer, and right now that was a start, one that could be built on.

Later that day, Sean was surprised when she requested a holiday, even more so when she was unable to give him a date for her return.  He regarded her carefully, a note of concern coming to his handsome features.  “You know Sierra.  I am all for you cutting loose and having some fun.  But don’t have any expectations with Max.  You might think I have a lousy reputation with women…but his is not much better”, surprising her as he gave a rueful smile, “Truth is I kind of see you like a sister…and I really don’t want you getting hurt”

Sierra stared at the man who had been her boss for three years, a smile playing on her lovely lips, “I never knew you cared”; she smiled, trying to hide the surge of emotion that swept over her.  Sean flicked her chin gently, “Yeah…Well don’t go telling anybody, don’t want people getting the impression that I give a damn”   Chuckling, she gave him a small wink ,“Your secret is safe with me”

The following day everybody left, the crew by boat to the mainland and Sean on his Cruiser, once more leaving the two alone.  This time however, she did not have work to keep her busy, the two spending each day wandering around the island, Sierra enjoying rediscovering the home she had left so many years ago, happy to see that not much had changed.  Max took her on long horse rides and spent hours teaching her how to scuba dive until she was proficient enough to keep up with him, the two never tiring of the other or running out of things to talk about.

Given his position of authority and wealth, Max was used to having everybody around him agree with him and jump when he gave commands.  However, Sierra had always been the exception to that rule in his life, from the first time he had met her when a cocky little twelve-year-old to the gorgeous woman she had grown into, and he revelled in the many heated discussions they would have, each one always ending in bed.   The sex, he had to admit, was amazing.  For an innocent, she quickly learnt how to please him and her sense of adventure had driven her to new experimentation that blew his mind.  With a happy smile on his face he remembered the previous evening when she surprised him, naked clutching only a jar of body chocolate and a wicked grin.  Yes, life was good.

{next installment 27th December}

The Billionaire’s Blackmailed Heiress

To give her mother her dying wish Mina Lane must deal with the enigmatic and dangerously seductive Nikos Dupris. Only he can give her access to the Villa her father and mother shared while her mother was the mistress of Nikos’ hated step-father. He however is in need of help himself, help that only Mina can provide and using her mother’s situation blackmails her to save his business. Both distrust the other, yet can they fight the growing attraction they are trying so hard to ignore.

Blackmailed For The Billionaire’s Pleasure

Three years ago Craig Kent and Kira Black had spent a whole summer together before, with no warning he had abandoned her, forcing her to return to the UK heartbroken. Now he was blackmailing her to be his mistress for the week… to use her as he saw fit… to be his sex toy. She had determined not to once more fall for his charms, but despite her best attempts it had not taken long before she was as much in love with him as she had been all those years ago.

But she knew that at the end of the week he would once more throw her to the side just as he had done three years earlier the reason still as much a mystery to her as it had been then. However, Kira had her own secret, one which she would do anything to keep from him.

Kidnapped the Wrong Sister

Mistaken for her sister, Diona Brown had been tricked into visiting the island home of the Billionaire Nikias Dranias, who planned on keeping her there as his prisoner to stop his brother from marrying the woman he believed to be no more than a gold digger. However passion had quickly flared between the two, and now Diona had found that she has to escape to not only save her sister but also herself from the enigmatic and distrustful Greek.

Blackmailed Merger

When Dante Durant once more appears in Samantha Trey’s life, it is again to manipulate and use her. However this time Samantha knows what is going on and is determined not to allow the charismatic and gorgeous Greek to play with her heart as he did when they first met.  Blackmailed into a marriage to the one man she had ever loved she must protect her heart and also the secret she keeps which keeps the hatred for him burning deeply within her. But will she really be able to walk away from him again as she had so many years ago, and will he let her.

Blackmailed For Vengeance

Can Lee protect herself long enough to save herself before Jim awakens from his comma, or will she once more find her heart shattered, knowing that this time it will be so much worse, knowing that Yanis Demitri, the billionaire playboy will have his vengeance and it will be more complete than even he had ever hoped.


Kindra Ixar is a normal hard working resident of virtual world. She leads an ordered, controlled life until the day she is captured by Avatar Slavers and autioned to the highest bidder. Dark Kestrel is not exactly what she had expected in a Gor Master, true he demands absolute obedience, but there is so much more to this man, and so much that he is hiding, and soon Kindra is not so sure that she wants rescued after all.

The Wedding Deal

When Alexis Demitri makes a proposal of marriage to Tessa Jones, it is not one of love but a business deal. Shocked and disgusted by the proposal she turns him down, but Tessa has a problem. She needs money and lots of it to save her friend Andrew. When her grandfather finds out the problem he blackmails her into accepting the marriage proposal to ensure Alexis gives him access to minerals he needs.

The Unwilling Mistress

Mia Jones has more things on her mind, the last thing she needs is for some rich man to expect her to fall willingly into his bed. However, she needs to keep her job as an exotic dancer, and when her boss, the slimy Jake Brown invites her to his home for a party, she finds herself in the ideal position to help her sister. Only is there more to his invite than she has been told, and is Drake Trent really the type of man she believes him to be.


Six years ago after being attacked, it was Mia and another victim who had ensured the attacker was put into jail. However, somebody with a sinister agenda of their own seems to be going to a great deal of trouble to keep Mia in town, but time and again, it is Paul who comes to her rescue and for the first time in her life Mia finds somebody worth loving.

The Billionaire’s Mistress

When Jenna Long is hurt saving the life of the famous singer Tom Trudeau, she finds herself living with him and his brother, the handsome and enigmatic Ryan Trudeau. A playboy Billionaire his ‘love ‘em and leave ‘em’ philosophy towards woman is one that he is very open about, especially to the beautiful woman who has landed on his doorstep.

While they both try to fight the attraction they feel, they find themselves unable to hold back from their desire for each other, and eventually the two give in to the inevitable, both agreeing to get it out of their systems.  However, when certain words are spoken they cannot be taken back, tearing the lovers apart – but will time have changed the way either of them feel.

My Son

When Kelly Brown’s cousin and friend Trudy is killed, she is left as the guardian to the son she has looked after his whole life. However, there is the father, the playboy Marc De Santo to consider, although he has never cared about his son, or so she thought, until the day he turns up at her doorstep declaring ignorance of Max, and demanding him. When he asks her to join Max at his Spanish home, Kelly grasps at the only opportunity to keep the child in her life and makes the move. However, despite knowing Marc’s reputation can she stop herself falling in love with the enigmatic man knowing that to do so would result in her losing her son.