The Billionaire’s Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter

Olivia decided to give up waiting for the man, as it was getting late. She knew that if she waited any longer, she might be running a fever the next day or so. She rushed inside to take a shower and then curled up under a blanket. Just as she was about to close her eyes to sleep, The door to Xavier’s room opened. Xavier was standing there. Olivia jumped out of bed, ran over to him, and hugged him.

“Oh my God, you scared me, Xavier.” The man’s strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her close in a warm embrace. She felt safe and protected in his hold. But all too soon, he let go and stepped back, breaking the physical connection between them. He went into the walk-in closet and came out wearing only a towel.

His rock-hard chest was on full display for Olivia to see. The man went into the shower, and Olivia stripped off all of her clothes and followed him into the shower room. She tapped him on the back as she stepped into the shower. As the man turned to face her, she found her lips pressed up against Xavier’s. The man had had a long day, so he was not going to deny the woman what she needed. After what seemed like an eternity of kissing, Xavier bent the woman over against the glass of the shower. His cock rubbed against the folds of Olivia’s skin, causing the woman to moan in response to his touch. With one swift move, he slid inside her and began to pound her from behind.

Xavier was never one for romantic gestures or slow, intimate lovemaking. No, he was a man who simply fucked. And as he pounded into her with relentless force, she couldn’t help but gasp for air and cling to the shower glass for support. Olivia’s body trembled and shook under the intensity of his touch, feeling like every part of her was being brought to the surface. And Xavier, well-endowed and skilled in the art of pleasure, took her to new heights of ecstasy before realizing that she could no longer handle his intense thrusts from behind.

With a smooth, fluid motion, he turned her body to face him and lifted her up effortlessly. Her back pressed against the sleek shower glass, causing her to gasp as its coolness met her skin. He spread her legs apart, and she instinctively wrapped them around his waist, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. The steam from the shower enveloped them like a misty cocoon as they locked eyes in a passionate embrace.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Xavier began to pump into her. Olivia’s hands flew up to the man’s neck, and she used them to support herself as the man thrust his massive cock into her. As he began to thrust harder into her, her moans became screams. Soon the screaming changed back to gasping. As soon as the man was close enough, he pulled out and emptied his seed into the running water, then quickly went back to taking a shower.

The next morning, Olivia woke up early. She started ordering the helpers around. She wanted the breakfast to be perfect, as she couldn’t wait to show Cathleen the hickeys on her neck. Xavier came down the stairs and took a seat on the dining room table, tapping away on his iPad as he sipped a cup of coffee. Olivia walked over to the man and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Good morning, babe.” She greeted the man with a smile on her face and placed a plate of food in front of him. His gaze was a frozen lake, impenetrable and unforgiving, as he spoke with a sharpness that cut through the warm, tender atmosphere of the morning.

“I’m busy, Olivia.” She didn’t push, knowing the man might embarrass her. She walked over, sat down next to him, and started to eat what she’d ordered the helpers to make.

Just then, Olivia heard Cathleen’s voice. Cathleen was coming down the stairs, talking to someone on the phone. A trace of annoyance flashed across the corner of her eyes. She couldn’t suppress it. She wanted to show Cathleen that Xavier was hers. Even though the man was married to Cathleen. Olivia’s face lit up in an instant at the thought of making Cathleen jealous. The somber expression she had been wearing on her face vanished in an instant and was replaced by a sneer. She got up from where she was sitting and went to sit on top of Xavier. Cathleen glanced at them and continued to talk on the phone.

“Does your bum hurt, Olivia?” Xavier’s mouth remained in a thin line, his jaw clenched tightly. His cold eyes barely flickered towards Olivia, filled with a sharpness that could cut through steel.

“No,” Olivia answered.

“Go back to where you were sitting.” Olivia’s throat tightened, and she longed for the ground to open up and swallow her whole. The embarrassment flooded through her, hot and prickly, like a wave crashing over her. She retreated to her previous spot like a small, cowering kitten. Never in her wildest imagination could Olivia have predicted that Xavier would humiliate her so openly in front of Cathleen, leaving her cheeks flushed with shame and hurt.

Cathleen didn’t feel the need to eat at home today, so she left the mansion and went to work. She was already late for her new court case since she was back in Manhattan.

As soon as Cathleen left the mansion, Xavier felt the need to set the record straight with Olivia.

“Miss Williams, never behave like Mrs. Knight in front of my wife. If you ever try to make my wife jealous again, I will show you the door. Yes?”

As soon as Xavier gave Olivia a warning, the air in the dining room turned icy cold. Olivia’s breath formed delicate puffs of mist in front of her as she shivered involuntarily. She lowered her head, feeling the weight of his words and the chill in the room weighing down on her. With a trembling voice, she whispered her response, hoping to dispel some of the tension that now hung heavily in the air.

“Yes.” Xavier was terrifying when he wasn’t angry, but when he was, it was like being in the presence of an enraged lion. His anger was terrifying. It was like walking in a dark tunnel with no lights.

“Stay in your own lane and stop trying to meddle in my affairs,” Xavier said as he got up from his chair and walked out of the room. Olivia couldn’t believe that Xavier was defending Cathleen, whom he didn’t seem to have the slightest bit of love for. All of a sudden, she thought of Finn.