Later that night, she dreamt of the beast.
"So, you like me?" he asked in his deep, gruff voice.
"Yes, I do like you. Please, kiss me," she begged, looking into his dark, intense eyes.
And he did. He held her face within his warm, rough hands and kissed her. It was sweet, gentle and passionate.
And in between his kisses, he told her how he enjoyed her company and how pretty she was.
When Jennie woke up in the morning, the dream remained fresh in her mind. Her face flushed in embarrassment at the ridiculous dream. While she prepared for the day, there was one thought that ran in a loop.
It was not gratitude. She was attracted to the beast.
Dammit!
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FanfictionHe is rude, impatient, arrogant and domineering-a powerful billionaire she has to stay with for a few weeks... to deceive. Jennie is a part-time dancer whose dream is to become a doctor. With all of her savings gone one day, she desperately agreed t...
