Dirty Billionaires Box Set by Fiona Murphy

Dirty Billionaires Box Set by Fiona Murphy

Author:Fiona Murphy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic romance, bbw romance, curvy girl romance, alpha romance, ott alpha romance, billioniare romance, billionaire boss romance, box set romance, enemies to lovers, bully romance
Publisher: Fiona Murphy
Published: 2020-11-02T00:00:00+00:00


12

Bethany

“Wait, so what time is it going to be when we land?”

“Around eleven o’clock in the evening.”

“Dante, that’s crazy, talk about jet lag. I’m not going to be tired enough to go to sleep in only the eight hours the trip is going to take.”

The captain gave us the okay to undo our seat belts a little while ago. Dante reaches for me, and I don’t hesitate to sink into his lap. I’m loving this pink shift dress I’m wearing, the better for his hands to run over my legs as he holds me close. “We’re going straight to bed, sweetheart, but we aren’t going to sleep.”

His hand is sliding around my neck to hold me in place for his kiss. Finally—it’s been a whole day without them. “You are a fucking genius.”

“Yes, I am.”

The drive from the airport goes by too fast. Although the city is lit up, it’s hard to see as we speed through the streets in the dark. I sit back with a sigh.

“I promise we’ll see the city.” Dante lifts my hand to press his lips against my fingers.

“I’m just excited. Ignore me, I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“You’re sure?”

“Positive.” And I mean it. The hours on the plane were worth it alone. When he said the flight would last almost eight hours, I wondered what in the world we would do to fill the time. The answer was talk. We lay together and watched movies—the ones Dante had planned for our movie day—and talked about everything from favorite places in the city to his tattoos and what they meant and our favorite memories growing up.

The car stops outside an enormous building. It looks like the palace it’s named. “Wow.”

“You like? Wait until you see inside.”

Inside the front desk guy is fawning over Dante with barely a trace of an accent. Check-in lasts minutes before we’re ushered into an elevator. I went overboard with my two suitcases and four dresses I left in their bags. The perks of flying on a private plane. The bellhop is sweet and chatty all the way up in the elevator and as he walks us through the door of our room. As I follow him, I discover it’s not a room, it’s a massive suite.

My eyes go big as I look to Dante. He’s smiling wide, dimples flashing. “Like I would rent us any old room. We’re a five-minute walk to the Prado and ten minutes to everything else.”

The bellhop opens the curtains wide with a flourish, then opens the doors to a balcony. We aren’t high up, only five floors, but the view is amazing. I turn to find bellhop gone and Dante leaning against the open door. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, anything for your smile.”

Ah, he is so damn sexy. “Anything?” I lift an eyebrow. His reaction is instant. He straightens, his whole body tense. I’m drawn to him; his pull is undeniable. My hands land on his chest, and a thrill goes through me at the way the muscles beneath them bunch and move in response.



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