His Property (Book Two) (An Alpha Billionaire Romance)

by Hannah Ford

  He pounded into her and she cried out again and again.

  When it was done, he withdrew for good and she sat up on the couch, red faced, confused, pulling up her panties and pants as Cullen also pulled on his pants.

  He looked relatively frazzled; his hair was messy, his face bathed in sweat.

  “Was…was that…” she wasn’t sure what to say. She was curious to know if it had been what he’d wanted.

  Cullen looked confused. “I don’t know what that was,” he said, seeming baffled in a way that she found endearing, but also rather frightening.

  It was so unlike him to be taken aback, even for a moment.

  “Do you need anything?” he asked her. “Water, perhaps?”

  She smiled. “I’m okay.”

  “Good,” he said, nodding as he pulled his belt tight and then turned and walked towards the bathroom. “I’ll be back in a moment,” he said, as walked away.

  Ivy sat there, thinking about the mind-blowing sex she’d just had.

  God, he’s hot. He was an animal, wasn’t he?

  And I think he liked it too.

  But didn’t he—didn’t he finish inside me….

  She didn’t allow herself to think too deeply about how far they’d truly gone. It was confusing if you thought too much about it.

  Because Ivy was fairly certain that Cullen himself—Mr. Control—hadn’t intended things to happen quite that way.

  By the time he returned, Ivy was standing up and feeling a bit more put together. Still, she was confused and a bit nervous now.

  Cullen smiled at her, as if to reassure her. But his eyes had once more closed off from her. His cold, reserved expression had returned and his formality was back along with it. “Shall I take you home now?” he said.

  “I…I can catch a cab.”

  “Nonsense,” Cullen said, shaking his head. “I won’t hear of it.”

  “Okay,” she sighed, already accepting that things were changing again for the worse.

  Cullen was nothing if not unpredictably predictable.

  They left the house and started for his car. Ivy’s mind was spinning with fears, hopes, memories, wondering how to handle the car ride home.

  An older woman carrying shopping bags nearly fell right in front of them, and one of her bags ripped open, sending fruit spilling to the sidewalk. “Oh, dammit,” the gruff older woman said.

  Cullen knelt down instantly, grabbing fruit in his hands, trying to assist the old lady.

  The older woman stared at him from her thick glasses. “Are you Cullen Sharpe?” she asked, seemingly in awe of him.

  Cullen straightened, still holding some bananas in one hand. “Yes, I am,” he said, looking confused now. “Do we know each other?”

  The woman reached into a bag and handed him a large envelope. “Mister Sharpe, you’ve been served,” she said, and then turned around, leaving her fruit behind and walking to a black sedan parked not far away.

  The woman got inside and the car sped off.

  Cullen dropped the bananas and opened the envelope, revealing a set of documents, which he slid partially out to read.

  “Who was that?” Ivy asked him.

  But Cullen wasn’t answering her. His eyes scanned the documents and his mouth tightened into a thin line, his lips turning almost white.

  His normally calm eyes had taken on a devastated vacant stare, as if he’d been struck so hard that he’d forgotten where he was.

  “Cullen,” she said again.

  “It’s nothing,” he whispered, tucking the documents back into the folder and sealing it closed. “Nothing.”

  But she knew he was lying. Something terrible was happening to Cullen Sharpe, something that even he couldn’t control.

  THE END OF THE BILLIONAIRE’S RULES, BOOK 3

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