A Billion to One (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 2)

“I love you, too,” she said as her body shook and she thrust her ass backward, counterthrusting to Zane’s strokes.

She screamed her release, and Cash could feel her pussy clench and swell then combust.

“Oh God, baby. So good. I’m right there. I love you, baby. I love you, Chiara,” Zane said as he stroked into her three more times then grabbed her around the waist and held her back against his front as he filled her with his seed.

They were all panting for breath.

“Amazing,” Chiara whispered then placed her bound wrists and hands over Cash’s head to his neck and shoulders to hug him. She lay her cheek next to his and laid tiny kisses against his skin. No one ever did such a thing before. He adored her.

Cash locked gazes with Zane over her shoulder. Zane looked happy and spent.

“She’s ours, Zane. Forever.”

“Damn straight,” Zane said, out of breath as he leaned forward and kissed Chiara’s shoulder and neck.

This was what they dreamed of. Finding the perfect woman to complete them and make their life everything they wished for. Chiara.

Chapter 8

“What did you just say to me?” Robert Costiano asked Marvin.

He was visiting him at home, at the estate.

“I know about all of it. I know about you, your wife, Angelo Gessati, and about Chiara. She’s also sleeping with Zane and Cash, those two assholes who want to buy your company out. They’ve seduced her, and I want her.”

“You’re fucking crazy. I don’t even know what you’re talking about,” Robert said. But he knew. This was what he’d feared for the last twenty-six years of his life. The day that Angelo would show up. He thought he was dead. If Patricia were here, she wouldn’t know what to do. She would cry, she would hate him, when Angelo told her the truth. But Patricia wasn’t here. What did any of this matter to Robert now?

“I know that you know. Angelo Gessati told me everything. He wants your company. He wants everything that you took from him. Now, you tell Chiara to break things off with those two assholes. Tell her to I want her and that she is to marry me,” Marvin said with a slick, mean smile.

“Is that what Angelo told you?” Robert asked, and by the expression on Marvin’s face, Robert knew that he was lying. Despite the years, the time away from them, Angelo would not suggest such a thing.

“I won’t do that.”

Marvin handed over a bunch of pictures and a file, and then stared at Robert.

“You will, and if you don’t, Chiara will suffer.”

* * * *

Chiara was smiling as she walked into her father’s estate. It had been a week since she, Zane, and Cash started seeing each other. She spent most nights at their place, or they would meet up for dinner and talk. She was happy with them. In fact, she had never been happier in her entire life. But, as she walked toward her father’s study, she worried about what he was going to say. She wanted to tell him about Zane and Cash. She needed him to know that she was happy.

“Chiara, come in please, and close the door behind you.”

There was no one but his butler Ted and the cooking and maid staff. They knew to stay clear of her father’s study. He would buzz them on the intercom if he needed anything.

He looked at her, and she could see the upset in his eyes. Then as she lowered her eyes to his desk to steer away from that condescending stare of his, she saw the photos.

“What are those?”

He quickly gathered them up and put them back into a folder. He placed them into the desk drawer.

“Nothing.”

“Were they of Mom?” she asked, stepping closer.

“I said they were nothing. There are things we need to discuss.”

“Okay.”