Saving Sugarplum: a billionaire romance holiday novella (Ballerinas & Billionaires) by Michelle Moras

Saving Sugarplum: a billionaire romance holiday novella (Ballerinas & Billionaires) by Michelle Moras

Author:Michelle Moras [Moras, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-16T16:00:00+00:00


LAND OF SNOW

Delano

The look she’s giving me mirrors my own feelings, and it scares me. There’s a reason I don’t date— most women cannot be trusted to not only want me for my money.

Yet, here I am, falling hard for her.

I don’t want her out of my sight. I feel feral, possessive.. When Mark touched her, my blood boiled, and it took everything in me not to choke him out until he begged Clara for her forgiveness. This need to protect her is unlike anything I’ve felt before, greater than my need to breathe.

For some reason, I trust her. Maybe it’s because she has her own career that she’s obviously passionate about. She doesn’t need me, which should be comforting, but damn, do I want her to need me. I’ve always been turned off from love, and the idea of dedicating myself to one person usually makes my stomach turn. Love seems to always lead to pain, and I couldn’t handle any more pain in my life. No one has ever been worth the risk.

Until Clara. My Clara.

I can’t get the image of her laid out before me out of my mind. Her body was so responsive to me, and I’m eager to see how else I can make her squirm.

When we arrived, she was shocked to see my personal plane. Her eyes were saucer-wide as we boarded and I showed her around the cabin, her excitement only spurring on my own.

She fell asleep next to me shortly after departure, her head against my shoulder, my hand on her toned thigh. Her soft breathing caresses my neck, helping to take my mind off the anxiety I feel everytime I fly. I had an expected fear of plane crashes growing up, but therapy and being forced to jetset all over the world to open new hotels helped.

Despite having conquered my fear, I still struggle during landings. My palms get sweaty and my heart beats slightly too fast. The plane starts its descent, and I take another swig of whiskey to help ease the anxiety. I don’t want Clara to see me like this.

I kiss her forehead, and her eyes flutter open.

“Are we almost there?” she asks me, her voice groggy, the sweetest sound. She lifts her head off my shoulder, and I instantly miss her warmth. I watch as she gracefully bends her back, arching it while reaching her arms up to stretch.

I raise up the window cover so she can see outside. The plane has just started its descent below the clouds, and you can see the city below. “See for yourself,” I say, and she leans over my lap to look out.

“Wow, it’s already dusted in snow,” she says with bright eyes.

“Winter comes early here,” I respond.

“I love it. It’ll get me into the Nutcracker spirit!” she giggles. I love how excitable she gets at the little things. I need that infectious joy in my life.

The plane experiences some turbulence while descending, and my knuckles go white with how hard I’m gripping the arm rests.



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