BWWM: Bad Boy Billionaires Box Set (A Bad Boy BWWM Billionaire Collection)

by Jameson, Jasmine

  “Christoff, there is a lot you aren’t telling me. What’s going on?” I was deeply concerned.

  “At this point, I don’t want to involve you Gia, but I can tell you that I really need your trust. I know it’s a lot to ask right now. But please trust me. I need you to believe in me, and I need you to trust me. Can you do that?”

  My lip quivered. I was so confused that I wanted to cry, but I got the sense that Christoff needed me to be strong. I nodded my head.

  “Yeah, I think so,” I said quietly.

  “I love you, Gia, and, despite everything that’s going on right now, I really want to be with you. I care about you in a way that I have never cared about another woman, or anyone for that matter. Yes, I still make mistakes, but I am not the same person I was before we met. Whether you believe me or not, I’m being honest when I tell you that being with you has made me a better person. You do think I’m a good person Gia? Don’t you?”

  I grabbed Christoff’s hand and squeezed. Whatever he had mess he created seemed to be eroding his self-confidence on him.

  “Yes, Christoff. I think you are an amazing person. I’m sorry I haven’t been as trusting as you would like me to be. I guess it’s my own insecurities and now my own guilt eating away at me. I really want us to pull through this Christoff. I’m sorry I hurt you by not trusting you. And I will forever be sorry for what I did to make you not trust me. I adore you, Christoff, and I just want us to be happy together again. I want that more than anything.”

  “I want that too.” Christoff rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb. We gazed into each other’s eyes in silence. Christoff looked completely worn out and beaten down but I could still see his affection for me in his deep blue eyes. “Hey, we should take a trip together, somewhere quiet and low key where we can just forget all of the chaos here in L.A. and just connect with each other.”

  “Yeah, I would like that.”

  “How about we go out to rural Wisconsin? I remember you said you like it out there. Let’s rent out their nicest cabin and just veg out in the woods and try to reconnect with each other.”

  “That sounds amazing, Christoff. When are we going?”

  “Day after tomorrow.”

  “Awesome.” I kissed him on the cheek. I was hoping this trip would restore our relationship to how it was before all the madness.

  ***

  The journey to Wisconsin was smooth and easy. The flight seemed to be the only aspect of our lives that wasn’t turbulent. We landed at Dane County Regional Airport and rented a car and drove out to the country. Our cabin was buried deep in the woods. The autumn leaves were mixed with warm shades of orange and yellow. As I walked towards our cabin hand-in-hand with Christoff, I felt like I had stepped into one of the beautiful American landscape pictures I used to admire at the art museum as a little girl. It was unseasonably warm, but the air still smelled like autumn and the breeze was crisp. It was quiet, except for the birdsong and the wind blowing through the trees.

  “It’s beautiful here Christoff. Thank you for choosing such an amazing location. I really appreciate you bringing me here.”

  “Of course, Gia. You deserve it. I think this is just what we need.” Christoff grabbed the key from his pocket, unlocked the door, and gestured for me to walk in. The cabin was cozy and homey. There was a cute sofa in front of a flat screen TV, and there was a beautiful kitchen with a breakfast bar and stainless steel appliances to the left of the living space. I walked past the kitchen and into to the bedroom. There was a king-sized bed with four wooden bed posts that looked hand carved. There was a sliding glass door that led out to the back patio. The view at the back of the cabin was even more majestic than the front walk-up. There was a peaceful lake framed by cat tails, marsh grass, and oak trees. This was so different than L.A. I felt a wave of calm wash over me, as Christoff put his arm around me from behind. He rested his hand on my belly as I admired Mother Nature’s masterpiece from the window.

  “I’m so lucky to have you, Gia,” Christoff whispered in my ear before kissing me on the cheek. The sound of his melodic baritone voice always made me feel warm and giddy inside. I leaned back and pressed against his warm fit body.

  “I’m so happy to be yours, Christoff.”

  “It makes me feel really good to hear you say that. Thank you.” Christoff squeezed me. “I want to take you out on the lake. Let’s get a canoe and paddle around the property, so you can really admire everything.”

  “Oh that sounds so romantic!” I gushed as I turned and embraced Christoff. “But wait, I don’t know how to work a canoe,” I added sincerely. Christoff burst into a fit of laughter.

  “I forgot I have a city girl on my hands. Don’t worry. I will do the paddling. All you have to do it sit back and enjoy yourself. How’s that sound?”

  “That sounds amazing. I love how you take care of me, Christoff. Thank you.”

  “It’s my pleasure Gia, and I mean that. Nothing makes me happier than seeing you happy.” Christoff kissed me on the forehead. “Come on—let’s get out there before the sun goes down, and it gets too cold.” Christoff grabbed my hand and led me out the back patio door. I was excited to see that there was a hot tub out back. I love hot tubs.

  Christoff led me to the edge of the lake and held my hand as I got into the canoe. He pushed the canoe out into the water and hopped in across from me and began to paddle deeper into the center of the lake. I was speechless as I admired the man across from me. He was so strong inside and out, and he always allowed me to feel protected and provided for. I never had to want for anything, and I knew that, no matter what happened, I always had someone to lean on. Even though we had our problems, Christoff always went out of his way to make things right. We gazed at each other in silence as our canoe glided through the water. There was an electricity in Christoff’s gaze that pulsed through my entire body. I felt like we were seeing each other for the first time. Despite everything we’d been through, we still had that spark. I let my shoe fall off into the bottom of the canoe, and I playfully ran my toes up Christoff’s legs. He smiled and raised his eyebrows. I loved the way his eyes lit up when he looked at me.

  “You’re so cute, Gia,” He uttered softly.

  “Likewise.” I tossed my hair over my shoulder and gazed out at the beautiful scene before me.

  From our angle at the center of the lake, our cabin looked picturesque framed by the forest. I felt like I was floating through a dream. The love of my life was gazing at me with such love and reverence, and we were surrounded by Mother Nature in all of her glory. I couldn’t have asked for more. I wanted to bask in this moment forever. The clouds drifted over the sun caused silhouettes of the leaves to dance upon us in an intriguing pattern. The air started to feel cool and damp on my skin. Christoff gazed up at the sky as he continued to paddle.

  “I think it’s going to rain. That’s a bummer. We just got out here. I really wanted you to see the property.”

  “It’s okay, Christoff. I’m just really happy to be here. Maybe the rain will hold off for a few.” A loud crash of thunder cut off the end of my sentence. “Or maybe not.” I looked up as dark clouds swirled above me. A cool gust of wind tousled my hair. I desperately wished I had something to keep my hair dry but I knew it was too late to save it. “Uh oh, I actually think it’s going to storm.”

  “Yeah, don’t worry. I’ll get us back before it gets too bad.” All at once the sky opened up and cold wet drops splattered against my skin. I looked at Christoff and drops of rain rolled down the side of his face. “Or not,” Christoff added, laughing.

  The rain pounded the floor of the canoe to an intoxicating rhythm . It seemed the harder Christoff paddled, the harder the rain cascaded down. I giggled in delight as I admired the way Christoff’s form-fitting white shirt clung to his broad chest and his narrow waist as he paddled backwards to get us back to shore. His biceps flexed, and he grunted as he pushed against the wind.

  “You’re so strong Christoff. This storm is ki
nd of wild. I hate to sound like a damsel in distress, but I don’t know what I do if you weren’t here.”

  “You know I’ll always be here to protect my baby.”

  “I love you so much.”

  “I love you too, Gia. By the way, you look pretty hot when you’re wet.”

  I laughed. I felt like a wet rat with my hair sticking to my face and my makeup running but Christoff’s compliment turned me on. “Oh yeah?”

  “Yeah.”

  “I must say you look pretty sexy yourself.”

  “Really?” Christoff raised his eyebrows.

  “Yeah, really.”

  “What are you going to do about it?”

  “What do you want me to do about it?”

  Christoff tossed his hair out of his eyes as he paddled to the edge of the dock.

  “Just you wait.” He tied up the canoe before extending his hand to me and helping me out onto the dock. I always enjoyed having my hand in his. He looked like a hero in a chick flick as he towered over me, dripping wet on the dock. He pulled me into his arms. I enjoyed the way the warmth of his body contrasted with the cold torrents of rain against my skin. I melted into his touch as his hands caressed my lower back. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him. I felt so at home in his embrace. I softly ran my nose up the crook of his neck. He smelled so good to me. His fingers traveled down the side of my face before resting underneath my chin. He stepped back and lifted my head so that I was looking into his eyes. I felt my knees go weak under his penetrating gaze. A loud crash of thunder made my heart race as he brought his lips to mine. I got chills as I enjoyed the feeling of his tongue massaging mine. I ran my fingers through his hair as he pulled me deeper into his kiss. My body trembled with exhilaration. I let out a ragged breath as he pressed into me. The pouring rain caused our bodies to stick together. I ran my hands across his back. I loved his muscular physique.

  I gasped as his hands slid down my lower back and cupped my ass. He lifted my leg around his waist and rubbed his hardness against me. It felt so good. Despite the chilly winds and the cool wet rain saturating my skin, I felt warm and sensual. My womanhood was throbbing with anticipation. I moaned as Christoff’s mouth traveled to my neck. He bit and sucked on my skin like he was devouring a delicious treat. I reached under his shirt and used my finger tips to graze the skin on his back. I enjoyed the way his body reacted, so I dug my nails into him even harder. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back so that my neck and chest were fully exposed. I enjoyed the tension pulsing through my scalp. It made my whole body tingle. He buried his face in my bosom and lightly raked his teeth against my skin. I held my breath as his hands glided up my torso and kneaded my breasts with firm deep strokes.

  His touch made me feel so alive. I exhaled audibly as he scooped me up and I wrapped my legs around him. I squeezed his perfectly chiseled body between my thighs as our lips met, and we exchanged hot, passionate kisses. He carried me down the dock, up the walkway, and onto the porch. He stopped suddenly and pinned me between the hard wooden door and his warm fit body. I spread my legs wide as he thrust his body against me. His fingers pressed against my thighs as he pulled me toward him, while keeping me suspended in the air between his massive chest and the door. My breath hitched in my throat as his hand traveled up my dress and played with the perimeter of my panties. I squirmed with delight as the warmth of his fingertips teased the most delicate parts of my womanhood.

  “I’ve been craving this for far too long. I’ve been longing for your delicious, sexy body for days,” Christoff grunted as he moved my panties to the side and pushed his finger inside of me. I instinctively thrust against his touch.

  “It’s all for you, Christoff,” I whispered in his ear as allowed myself to get lost in him. I moaned as he pressed deep inside of me with two fingers. I was so wet for him. “I’m ready for you. It’s time to take what’s yours,” I purred in his ear before kissing his neck.

  “You make me so hot for you, Gia.” Christoff grunted as he held me to him with arm and powered through the door with the other. In what seemed like just a few steps, he had me inside of the cabin and down on the bed. He peeled his soaking wet shirt off of his body before tearing out of his jeans and boxer briefs. I propped myself up on my elbows and admired his stunning physique. His biceps were massive and the broadness of his shoulders and chest accentuated the tightness of his waist. His thighs were well developed and perfectly toned. His body looked like a masterpiece. I couldn’t wait to have him on top of me. I could see the passion in his eyes as he gazed down at me and pulled my dress over my head. He leaned in and kissed me on the lips, then on the neck, before unhooking my bra and licking between my breasts. His tongue circled one of my nipples as I wriggled out of my underwear. The warmth of his mouth felt so good after coming in from the cold dampness outside. I ran my fingers through his hair as he brought his lips back to mine. My body trembled as he rubbed the head of his cock against my clit while he continued to kiss me. I ached for him to put it inside of me. His mouth traveled to my neck as he pressed into my slick opening. I stretched to accommodate him. A wave of heat washed over me as he thrust into me with slow deep strokes. He grunted as I raised my hips and pushed back against his thrusts. I was so happy to have him inside of me. I massaged his ass and pulled him in deeper.

  “I see that you’re enjoying yourself. I like that.” Christoff smirked. He was an amazing lover and he knew it.

  He pushed my knees against my shoulders and pinned my arms above my head. He nibbled my neck before pounding me with hard and passionate thrusts. I enjoyed the way he used his body to press against my clit each time that he entered me. I threw one of my legs over his shoulder and he massaged my calf as he drove into me. I enjoyed looking into his eyes as he took me. The intensity in his gaze set my insides on fire. He grunted each time he entered. I was so turned on by the way he was enjoying himself inside me. He took me over the edge several times before exploding inside of me with a powerful thrust that pulsed through my entire body.

  He collapsed on top of me then rolled over and pulled me into his arms as we both struggled to catch our breath. “Making love to you makes me feel like a rockstar,” Christoff whispered in my ear and kissed me on the cheek.

  “You are a rockstar, silly,” I said, giggling as I nuzzled against him.

  “On my own, I’m just a guy who makes music that a lot of people enjoy. With you by my side, I’m a rockstar.” Christoff kissed me softly on the lips. “No matter what happens I never want to let you go. I love you Gia.”

  “I love you too Christoff. You make me feel like a queen.” I rested my head on his shoulder, and I allowed myself to settle into his embrace. I took a deep breath and got lost in his natural scent. His presence filled me with peace and everything about him felt like home.

  Chapter 9

  Our trip provided an atmosphere of much needed relaxation that allowed us to reconnect more deeply than we had since before his trip to Germany. Despite the hard times, I knew that Christoff was the man for me. He made me feel alive. There was a chemistry between us that made my heart skip a beat whenever we made physical contact. Not only that, but I felt his devotion to me every time he looked into my eyes. He squeezed my hand and sighed as we turned on to our street. I was excited to return to the home that we had built together in this renewed, well-rested, and madly in love state. As we approached the gate that protected our property, I noticed something out of the ordinary. There was a LAPD squad car across the street from our property.

  “Christoff did you lock up before we left?” I could hear the panic in my own voice. I started to worry that someone may have burglarized our property while we were away.

  “Yes, Gia baby, don’t worry. I locked up and put the security system on. And remember the gate always automatically locks behind us. No one is getting into our fortress baby. Trust me on that one.”

  “I get nervous when I start to see cops show up, especially so close to our home, bu
t you always make me feel so safe, Christoff.” I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. I felt his muscles tighten.

  “Gia?”

  “Yes, Christoff?”

  “Please don’t freak out, but there is something I need to tell you. I should have told you sooner, but I knew that it would upset you, so I wanted to wait for the right time.”

  I opened my mouth to speak but the sound of wrapping on the driver side window caused me to lose my train of thought. I looked over Christoff’s shoulder and made eye contact with a uniformed police officer. Christoff grabbed my hand and kissed it.

  “Don’t worry Gia, everything will be fine.”

  “Mr. Hartmann, we need to speak with you.” Christoff placed his fingers to his lips and gestured to the police officer that he wanted to get out of the car. The officer nodded and Christoff stepped out. He and the officer walked over to the squad car. I couldn’t hear what they were saying. My heart was racing and I felt sick to my stomach. We had such a great time in Wisconsin that I forgot how weird Christoff had been acting when he came back home after being away from me for several days. I wracked my brain with different scenarios of what Christoff could have done to draw the attention of the LAPD. The only thing I could think of was that he had hurt Axel when he found out what happened between us, but he said he left Axel in one piece. I was praying whatever it was wasn’t as serious as I imagined. Oh no, if Christoff goes to jail it will be my fault. I totally caused this.

  I would give anything to undo what happened with Axel but it was too late. No amount of remorse would take back the pain I caused Christoff or the havoc that I have brought upon us. I looked in the rearview mirror. Christoff’s back was to me and the officer was facing him. They looked deep in conversation. My breathing sped up, and I felt myself start to perspire. I closed my eyes and covered my face with my hands. I felt like I was in a nightmare. I wanted to escape but there was no way out. I had worked myself into such a frenzy that I began to shake uncontrollably. I tried to focus on my breath to keep myself calm, but it didn’t do much. Each time I thought I found peace, another wave of anxiety would overtake me. I hoped they didn’t arrest Christoff. Just when I thought I was about to completely lose it, I heard the driver side door open. My stomach sank when I saw the expression on Christoff’s face. He was usually so stoic, but in this moment his jaw was clenched and there was a frantic look in his eyes. I had never seen him look so disturbed before.