Page 93 of In Love with a Cruel Billionaire

Mairi paused midway, hands clasped behind her head. “Damen!”

He moved forward and surprised her with a hot open-mouthed kiss, which was over all too soon, leaving her blinking.

The kiss calmed him somewhat, working like a reminder that no matter what happened in the past, it was his ring that the beautiful Mairi Tanner wore and she was by his side where she belonged.

“I won’t interrupt you anymore,” he said magnanimously.

She snorted.

Damen raised a brow, a silent remark at howuncouthshe was with the sound she was making. It was as if he hadn’t made the same sound himself, the jerk! She shook her head. Too bad she was in love with him, even with him being a jerk.

With a sigh, she continued, “Anyway, Stavros and I became friends because we bonded over, well, Greek mythology lessons.”

“How...sweet.”

She tried not to laugh. Never had she heard the words spoken with such disdain, like sweet was synonymous to days-old shit.

“So...we were really just friends but unfortunately, there was this girl in my class who didn’t believe it. She got really jealous and spread nasty rumors about me that caused my expulsion.”

“And Manolis did not keep you from being expelled?”

“It happened too fast and everything was decided in a day.”

“But if he was the reason—-”

“He wasnotthe reason why I was expelled, Damen.” Mairi’s voice was gentle but firm. “It was the other girl who chose to misinterpret things, her blindness and jealousy that made her see something between us that didn’t exist.” She looked at him straight in the eye. “I don’t blame him for what happened. It’s not his fault.”

“How...forgiving.”

This time she couldn’t help but laugh, the way Damen’s lip curled at the last word, making it sound like she had just announced her intention to attend church wearing an outfit Lady Gaga would be proud of.

Biting her lip, she said, “So earlier, when those reporters—-”

Deciding that a distraction was called for, Damen crouched down on both knees and whipped her shirt off after.

She forgot what she was about to say. “Damen!”

But he wasn’t done, quickly whipping her sports bra over her head and tossing it aside as well.

Mairi immediately crossed her arms over her chest.“What do you think you’re doing?”

He looked at her innocently. “It’s a new way to exercise.”

She choked. “Exercise with my top off?”

“Yes.” He gently pushed her back on the floor, making sure that her hands were clasped behind her head once more. This left her breasts completely bared to his appreciative gaze. He took his time studying it, and soon her pretty rosy nipples hardened in response.

“Stop staring,” she begged him.

“Never.” This time he pried her legs apart so he could kneel between them. Bending down, he took one nipple in, sucking hard and loud, not stopping until he heard her moan.

At the sound, he released her nipple and bent back. “Now do your sit-ups, darling.”

Her eyes whitened. “Like this?”

Damen purred, “Let my kiss be your incentive.”

Oh my God.

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