Page 36 of Falling for the Grump Billionaire

She began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm. I opened my eyes, watching her breasts bounce with each movement, her head thrown back in ecstasy. I reached up, pinching her nipples, earning a moan of pleasure.

“Harder,” she panted, her voice hoarse. “Fuck me harder.”

I complied, my hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements as I thrust up to meet her. Our bodies slapped together, a primal rhythm taking over. I could feel my orgasm building, but I wanted her to find hers first.

“Come for me, Eva,” I urged, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in firm circles.

Her eyes fluttered shut, her body tensing as she rode the waves of pleasure. “Oh God, I’m coming!” she cried out, her walls clenching around me, milking my cock.

Her orgasm triggered mine, and I thrust up one last time, spilling into her with a hoarse shout. We rode the waves of pleasure together, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts pounding as one.

As our breathing slowed, Eva collapsed onto my chest, her hair tickling my skin. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, feeling the rise and fall of her chest.

“This doesn’t change anything,” she whispers, her voice breathless.

“No,” I agree, my forehead resting against hers. “It changes everything.”

We’re still tangled together on the couch when her phone buzzes, shattering the fragile peace. Eva stiffens, reaching for it, and I feel her whole body go tense as she reads the message.

“What is it?” I ask, sitting up.

She hands me the phone, her hands trembling. The text is short, but its meaning is crystal clear:

“We warned you. You’re next.”

I stare at the words, my blood turning to ice. Whoever’s behind this isn’t just playing games anymore—they’re making their move.

“They know we’re together,” I say, my voice low and dangerous.

Eva nods, her face pale but determined. “What do we do now?”

I look at her, and for the first time, I feel the full weight of what it means to protect her. This isn’t just about my company anymore. It’s about her.

“We fight back,” I say firmly. “And this time, we play by my rules.”

The determination in her eyes mirrors my own, and I know we’re in this together—whether we like it or not.

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Eva

I clutch my phone, my pulse pounding as I stare at the message on the screen:

“We warned you. You’re next.”

The words feel like icy fingers wrapping around my throat, squeezing the air out of me. My hands tremble, but I clench them into fists, forcing myself to breathe. This isn’t the first threat I’ve received, but somehow, this one feels more personal. More imminent.

“I can’t stay here,” I blurt out, pushing myself off the couch.

Dominic rises to his feet, his broad frame towering over me. His piercing blue eyes burn with intensity, and his jaw tightens. “What are you talking about?”

“I need to leave,” I insist, pacing the room. I wave the phone in the air, the text glaring back at me like a warning light. “Thisis escalating. They know where you live, Dominic. If I stay, I’m putting you in danger.”

His expression hardens, and he steps into my path, halting my pacing. “You’re not going anywhere.”

I glare up at him, hating how calm and commanding he sounds. “You don’t get to make that decision for me.”

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