WHAT BILLIONAIRES TASTE LIKE

Ruby and Opula wanted to make the best of their time now they were together because they knew when Fanny would be back everything would be over; their romance would be over; and seeing each other again might be the most difficult task to accomplish; if indeed they would ever see after the return of Fanny.

Upon her suggestions Ruby had booked his privet jet for their vacation in Manchester; he really wanted to have enough of Opula; and one of his plans was to make her pregnant so that Fanny would have no option than to reject her upon having knowledge of it. Ruby had noticed Opula was fond of taking contraceptives after having sex with him. But he would not want to ask her the reasons for the occasional tablets she took secretly in the toilet

Yes. He had peeped on her a few nights ago after they had a military-slave sex. He wondered why she did such and how long she had been doing it. He wouldn’t want her to know about his plans of getting her pregnant.

As they flew to Manchester their eyes locked together and Opula busied herself with his cute looks that evening. Although she was still unhappy about her unfulfilled mission of killing Ziu, she still looked forward to the day she would kill Ziu and make him pay for all his atrocities he unleashed on her friends. Yes one day and that day shall come; maybe it would cost her life or the life of anybody. Whatever it would cost for her revenge to be accomplished she would do it; even it be the love she had for Ruby.

Ruby appeared at her side, lit a cigar and smoked effortlessly, with his eyes locked to hers

“I am really going to miss you when you finally return to Fanny,” he said and forced a smile.

“Saying that I miss you is the least of words on my mind. I wonder how I will cope without you.” She said coldly and sighed. “Hmmm,” she said yet further, “You have made me to see life in a different light these few days, and I can’t thank you enough.”Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Ruby snorted and locked eyes with her. He placed his hands on her neck and pushed his face to hers to kiss her. “I have never fallen in love in my life and I never expected to be at the mercy of a strange beautiful woman.” He kissed her neck and wet it with cold moisture that tickled her intensely. “Thank you for loving me.” He kissed her again and this time he left his lips on her ears before pulling back to engage her in a deep stare, as they both swallowed hard.

“Have you ever made love to the one you love on a private jet?” she asked, breathing hard and she noticed the hunger in his eyes and the bulging of his penis on her thighs. She wished she could wake up next to him for the rest of her life.

“No,” he replied briefly and impatiently. She wanted to make a comment when he shut her up with a furious kiss, pressed onto her big firm buttocks and pulled her to himself. Amid the kissing he found her warm breasts and fondled it carefully, rubbing on the nipples so good that she let a brief moan and smacked her lips sensually to let him knowing that those nipples of hers were one of her G-spot, and rubbing them in the next few seconds could make her wet.

She pulled from his kiss and pled, “Fuck me now. I need a healthy fuck from your billionaire libido. I want to know what billionaires taste like.”

Like a hungry lion he tore her gown and she tore his sleeves in revenge. He bent to her vulva and stripped her lingerie with his teeth, pulled it to her ankles and finally tossed it to a corner. She lay helplessly in his arms as he made her lay on the floor of the cabin. With their eyes locked he stroked his penis and she parted her legs to make way for him. She frowned randomly, wriggled her body like a snake, held onto the arm of the chair as her whole naked body vibrated under him; he had started pounding into her vagina powerfully. Soon she was moaning at the top of her voice; she was flying faster than the jet and might land sooner than it. Sex between them had been grace and wonder; and she couldn’t wait to have more of him before the arrival of Fanny.

***

Fanny and his look alike were well seated in his suite and lavishly dressed too. They sipped wine and smoked cigar as they stared at the invitation letter from Beijing Police Department over the crime of rape and murder Fanny committed some years ago.

“The time is here for you to take my place,” he told the young man. “Forever your name is Fanny, the billionaire. You raped and murdered the girl. Whatever was supposed to befall me will befall you. If you live you live if you die you die.”

The young man’s eyes were welled up with tears and he broke down, shedding tears. Later he was sobbing at the thought of poverty dealing with his family and he was ready to give his family the money Fanny would pay him and go in for him.

“Take heart my dear, and thank you for agreeing to take my place,” he said and brought out some documents which he gave to the young man to pen his signature to their agreement. And the young man signed the papers amid tears. He stared at the bags of dollars on the floor; it was the money Fanny was to pay as agreed and he was going to give it to his family before handing himself to the police..

When Fanny remembered Ruby he grinned; he knew he snitched on him as he threatened and the enmity between them would last as the sand in desert.

Nemesis was ahead.