Bedded and DeceivedA Billionaire Revenge Romance Novel - Marian Tee Page 0,27

a little bit more familiar and a little less magical.

But she was wrong.

Dmitry still only had to look at her, and she would be on fire.

And when he touched her?

Fucked her?

"P-Please..."

She could only beg for more.

"Please."

And more.

"Oh God, please..."

And more.

"Don't stop."

THE WEEKS THAT FOLLOWED saw Tahey falling harder for Dmitry. Having been used to daily doses of Dmitry's indifference and contempt, it was pretty much mind-blowing for Tahey once Dmitry made the switch from boss to lover, and he turned out to be very tactile in staking his claim in her life.

There was not a day at work that they didn't, well...fuck. His favorite place was in his leather chair, and she would be riding his cock while he had his business call. Other times, he'd have her bent over his desk, breasts flattened against the cold, glossy surface, and he was pumping into her from behind...all the while participating in a live M&A negotiation via video conference.

Outside the office, she had thought he would be distant like he was before, but in this she was happily proven wrong as well. From business luncheons to dinner balls, she was always there by the billionaire's side, his arm wrapped around her waist as he introduced Tahey to everyone as his girlfriend.

As for the other guys of Strakh Inc., Tahey had thought that Dmitry's friends wouldn't hesitate to seize the opportunity to rib him about her. But to her surprise, they had all taken their relationship in stride and simply welcomed her as their new "little" sister.

Everything was a little too good to be true, to be honest, and that was what scared her the most. She had thought her life with Thomas was perfect...until everything turned out to be a lie. And now...she just couldn't help but think it was the past all over again, and everything that she was now enjoying with Dmitry...

Everything would turn out to be another lie, and if that happened—-

Tahey was scared that this time, she would never be able to piece herself back together again.

UNBEKNOWNST TO TAHEY, Dmitry himself had his own private misgivings about the two of them. While he had no qualms claiming her as his girlfriend in public, his own thoughts and feelings were another matter. That she was important to him, he had only just learned to accept. But to acknowledge once and for all that they had an actual relationship?

A part of him violently rebelled against the idea, and it was the part that had yet to get over Paige's demise...and the role Tahey had unknowingly played in it. That part of him constantly mocked and jeered at him; it questioned his integrity and honor, demanding to know how Dmitry could face himself in the mirror, knowing that he was literally sleeping with the enemy.

When Tahey was around, this sick and angry part of him would be silenced, and the billionaire found himself experiencing the kind of life he had never known before. Tahey was pure joy. With the exception of her tears, there didn't seem anything else she held back on. She gave her smiles freely and never appeared to run out of things to feel happy about. And her love...she hadn't said the words again, but her doe eyes said them for her every time they were making love.

His Tahey was beautiful, inside and out, which was why it gutted him, knowing that a part of him would hate her...for the rest of his life.

THE DAY WHEN EVERYTHING changed didn't come unannounced. It never really did for anyone. It was that niggling feeling at the back of your head, that voice inside of you whispering about a storm coming.

Both Dmitry and Tahey had such moments, but because everything was still new and neither had wanted to rock the boat they were in, the two made a decision not to speak of such moments to each other.

I'm just being paranoid like always, Tahey would tell herself every time worry and dread crept up on her, and life seemed a little too perfect.

As for the billionaire, the fact that he had begun to dream more and more often about Paige was something he simply dismissed as a coincidence. He had such phases before, and they typically disappeared on their own. There was no reason, no fucking reason why they would be different this time.

Another week passed. Tahey and Dmitry had been living together for a month now, and the two could no longer remember what their days were like before