She Belongs To The Billionaire ✔

Chapter 42

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Stephano’s POV, 1 month later
       

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       “You lucky bitch!” Kara giggled for the umpteenth time, pausing her giggles on intervals to hear what the person on the other line was saying. “You know you like him anyway.” She moved closer to me but I just sat still and watched her entangle her hand around mine, caressing my pointer finger absentmindedly. Her finger was cold as she wrapped it around my very warm ones.

Winter was finally here.

After that, she would play with my grown stubbles though she helped me with it every now and then and I let her. Who was I kidding? She was the only one I would allow to trim my hair without complaining. She had been doing this since... well I couldn’t remember when she started, sincerely, but she had been doing for quite a while and I loved it.

I loved how she would mumble every now and then about how my stubbles had grown and needed cutting or how I needed to get a new haircut, which she usually did with a clipper in here. She sometimes acted like my mother and during this period I had spent in the hospital, I had seen more and more of the gorgeous side and motherly nature of my Kara.

My woman. The only one I had ever wanted since I started desiring a woman.

The familiar sensation of knowing she belonged to me alone crawled teasingly around my body and I let it. It was Kara, so that was fine. Also, the fluffy clothes she had me wrapped in like a newly born baby would do well to cover my excitement below.

“I’ll call you back honey. It’s time to feed my man.”

Her man. Me.

My heart warmed as I processed her words. I, her man. The same person I had been wishing to date since I ever really wanted any lady sexually was finally seeing me as someone other than her mother’s boss. Or the older brother she never had; the one who always chased horny teenage boys from our estate whenever they came to see her and boy, had that been a chore for me. Every weekend, another boy would pop up on our gate asking to see Kara.

She beamed at the response the person gave then chuckled a little, blushing crimson when she stole a glance at me. Her tongue slowly darted out to wet her lower lip. Whatever the person had told her got the right reaction and just seeing her turn crimson made me stiffen. Goodness, I wanted nothing than to pull her down on my thighs so she could feel what her perfection was doing to me down there. 

“Capra. Fuck off.” She ended the call after that, finally facing me. “Hey Stephano.”

I merely stared.

“How are you? You know, my day has gotten better now. So far it had been gloomy because school was extremely hectic. I haven’t had any rest and everything is just wearing down on me. I’m just tired but everything has been worth it so far because I get to come here and spend the rest of my day with you and I’m glad you’re getting better daily. We made it through.” She beamed.

I squeezed her hand in response to which a smile tugged at the side of her face.

“Did you eat anything after I left this afternoon?”

I shook my head a little.

“Do you want to eat something now that your Kara is here?” She asked sweetly.