How Not to Be Seduced by Billionaires

By: Marian Tee



“You’re getting as manipulative as I am, you little cheat.”

I beamed. “Aren’t you proud?”

Constantijin gave me a short, sweet, hard kiss. “So proud I think I love you even more.”

Returning the gesture, and adding a little nibble afterwards, I pulled back and said cheekily, “I love you, too, but don’t think you’re getting off the hook. Let me do that to you, too?”

He rolled to his back, laughing, tucking his arms under his head. “We’ll see, schat. If I think you’re good enough.”

“But I am! And on that note, what does ‘schat’ mean? I keep forgetting to look it up in the dictionary.”

He groaned, grabbing a pillow and slamming it over his face. “To think I used to hate how quiet you were.”

I pulled the pillow off with a grin. “Now, you know better. So, what do you say? When can I do that? And you haven’t said yet what ‘schat’ means? Constantijin? Constantijin?”

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