How (Not) To Be Seduced By Billionaires (Books 1-3)(101)

By: Marian Tee


I burst into laughter at the way his eyes widened.

“I’m right, aren’t I?”

He pretended to fall asleep.

“Constantijin?” Grinning, I began to shake him, and I didn’t stop until he opened his eyes again. Pouting, I said, “Please?”

“NO.”

“Please?”

“FUCK NO.”

I threw myself on the bed, scooting to the edge and turning my back on him. “Fine. It’s so obvious you don’t really love me when you don’t want me to do---” I shrieked in laughter when he snatched me back to him and twisted me around in one move.

“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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