Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss (Venus and Aaron) novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76

VENUS

returned to the prathonice just past clever, the city will fumming beneath my heels. The wine buzz lingered warm, heady-but it couldn’t dull the bitter taste of Caroline’s threat or Andrea’s venom still lodged in 107

Chest like a splinter

I pushed open the door and paused.

The lights were off.

Only the soft glow from the city bled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting shadows across the sleek floor.

Aaron sat in the armchair by the bar, a half-empty glass in hand. Sleeves rolled up. Tie discarded. The top buttons of his shirt undone like he’d yanked them open in frustration or restraint. His gaze was already on me, sharp and unreadable.

“You’re late,” he said quietly.

I shut the door behind me. “We had dinner.”

“Drinks too, from the way you’re walking.”

1 ignored the jab. “Did you eat?”

“I did.”

“Oh.

I walked toward him and sank onto his lap. He caught me, hands gripping my waist like a reflex.

“Whoops,” I murmured innocently. “I fell.”

Maybe it was the wine. I wasn’t drunk just warm enough to act on the want. The part of me that normally wouldn’t be this bold.

“I saw Andrea at dinner,” I said, snorting. “More like she saw me.”

A pause.

“Everyone keeps saying you’ll get bored of me. Guess I played my part as the lovesick wife a little too well.”

His jaw flexed. The glass in his hand lowered slightly. But still silence.

I waited.

Nothing.

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He isend me back-hard. New eweet. Not exreft. A war. Teeth Tongue Breath.

didn’t fight it.

Imes him head-on. Matched it. Matched him.

We didn’t speak again.

He held me as I ground down against him, my fingers tangled in his shirt, my lips trailing down his jaw.

He gripped my hips tight. Fingers digging like he was trying to shape me into memory.

I rolled against him slowly, letting the friction bite. His head fell back with a sharp inhale, breath catching in his throat

“You shouldn’t do that,” he muttered.

I leaned in, brushing my lips against his throat. “Why not?”

“Because I’m trying not to fuck you on this chair.”

“Try harder.”

That was all it took.

He stood-lifted me like I weighed nothing-and dropped me onto the edge of the bar counter. My legs wrapped around him instinctively, hands fisting his shirt as his mouth crashed back to mine.

He tasted like whiskey and restraint snapping thread by thread.

His hands were everywhere pushing my dress up, tearing my underwear off like it offended him. It ripped easily. He didn’t blink.

“Always so eager,” he muttered into my skin.

“Always so bossy,” I shot back, breathless.

His mouth moved lower. My head fell back as he sucked a mark onto my collarbone-sharp, possessive, brutal.

“Tell me you want this,” he growled.

My body arched toward his. “Aaron-”

“Tell me.”

“I want you,” I gasped. “I want all of you.”

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He singer rem down. His grip tightened. Then he thrust into me hard, fast, deep

en commess

Just pure, raw need.

The marble dug into my spine. I barely noticed.

He moved like he was trying to bury every unspoken word inside me. Like nothing else mattered but this– my body, the sounds I made, the way I clung to him like he was the only real thing in the world.

Aaron-

“Louder.”

His pace was brutal. His hand wrapped around my jaw, holding me still. He kissed me like he hated the space between us, like he was burning out every lie with every thrust.

I moaned into his mouth. Scratched down his back. Let him take whatever he needed.

When I came, it shattered through me like lightning-fast, brutal, bright.

He followed a moment later. No sound. Just a sharp inhale against my throat, his body stiffening as he emptied himself inside me.

Then… stillness.

Our breathing ragged. Our bodies trembling.

But he didn’t pull me close.

Didn’t say a word.

Just stepped back, zipped up, and grabbed the whiskey glass he’d left on the bar.

I slid off the counter slowly, legs trembling, adjusting my dress in silence.

No eye contact.

I didn’t wait for him to speak. He wouldn’t.

So I walked away again.

Back to my room.

Still aching. Still carrying him inside me. Still waiting for something-anything-that might make this feel like more than sex on cold stone.

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I was sabotaging myself, because deep down, I knew he’d never feel what I felt.

So I decided

I’d live in the moment. Enjoy whatever this was for the remainder of our marriage. And after that, I’d start

Fresh

But when I finally lay in bed, body still humming, skin bruised with his touch and breath heavy from everything left unsaid I let the tears fall.

Silent

Stubborn.

Uninvited.

Because the truth I hadn’t wanted to face now echoed loud in the dark:

Fie kissed me like I mattered.

But he left me like I didn’t.

B

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