My Boss's Hidden Heir (Elara and Marcus) novel Chapter 35

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Chapter 35

Marcus couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss.

Her lips had been so soft. Softer than he remembered from the fire exit. Her entire body had been soft when he’d pulled her close So warm and perfect.

He’d felt her breasts touching his chest. Felt her nipples hard through her dress, she had no bra, of course. They’d been holding each other so tight that there was no space between them. No air. Just heat and want her mouth on his.

He’d wanted to pick her up right there. Pin her against that balcony railing. Slide his hand under that gold dress and finger her until she couldn’t remember her own name. Or better yet, drop to his knees and eat her out properly. Make her scream his name while the entire city watched from below.

Damn.

Where was she anyway?

She’d told him she was going to the restroom. That was ten minutes ago. What was taking so long?

Marcus smiled to himself as he started walking toward the bathrooms. Maybe he’d just go grab her. Finish what they’d started. Sex in a restroom at a charity gala wouldn’t be the worst thing he’d ever done.

He reached the hallway outside the women’s restroom. Was about to knock when he heard a voice inside.

“So how much did he offer you?”

Penelope.

Marcus’s hand froze on the door handle.

He should probably go in. Stop whatever damage Penelope was about to do. Protect Elara from his stepmother’s venom.

But something made him wait. Made him stand there and listen instead.

He wanted to know what Elara would say. Wanted to see if she was trustworthy. If she actually had his back or if this was all just about the money for her.

“One hundred million.”

Marcus almost laughed out loud. One hundred million. Elara had balls.

Penelope’s voice came through sharp. Angry. “Are you insane?”

Then Elara laughed. Actually laughed at Penelope’s face.

“Oh, you don’t have that? Broke?”

Marcus grinned. This woman. This woman had just called Penelope broke to her face.

The conversation continued. Elara’s voice getting stronger. More confident. More aggressive.

“You didn’t expect him to fall in love, did you? Well, Marcus and I are so much in love. To your dismay”

Something warm spread through his chest. She was defending him. Defending them. Even though it was fake Even though she had every reason to take Penelope’s money and run.

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Chapter 35

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I’m all for respecting elders. Mostly the ones that respect themselves. The next time you ever lay a finger on me. I’ll remove my heels. Remove yours too so you don’t get a broken spine. And I’ll make sure I beat you blue and black”

Marcus felt his dick rise.

This was hot. Elara standing up to Penelope like that. Threatening her. Not backing down. Not showing fear.

People were always scared of Penelope. She’d built her reputation on being untouchable. Cruel. Someone you didn’t cross unless you wanted your life destroyed.

But Elara had just told her she’d beat her ass in a bathroom at a charity gala.

That turned him on more than it should have.

“Then why are you so scared of this marriage?”

Perfect. Elara had backed Penelope into a corner. Made her show weakness.

Marcus heard movement. Fabric rustling. Then silence.

Time to break up the little gathering.

He pushed the door open just in time to see Penelope’s hand raised. About to slap Elara across the face.

No.

Marcus stepped between them. Fast. Caught Penelope’s wrist mid–swing.

“Oh, the witch. Now you have nothing better to do than bully my girlfriend?”

He released Penelope’s wrist with more force than necessary. Turned to Elara. She looked fine. Angry but fine. Beautiful even with that fire in her eyes.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded.

Marcus pulled her close. Put his hand on her waist where everyone could see. Where Penelope could see.

He leaned close to Elara’s ear. Whispered so only she could hear.

“That was hot and sexy.”

He felt her body react. The slight intake of breath. The way she pressed closer for just a second before catching herself.

Good.

“Let’s go,” he said louder. Took her hand. Started leading her out.

He paused at the door. Looked back at Penelope standing there looking like she’d been slapped instead of stopped from slapping someone else.

“Next time you have a problem, confront me instead.”

They walked back into the hallway. The party was still going. Music playing. People laughing Champagne flowing

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Chapter 45

wuther

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