Noble Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 19701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
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“Hi, sweetheart.” I pulled her in and kissed her hard and long. I’m pretty sure it was Cecil and Josiah who led the cheering section.

“Em, who’s this?” Our boy wasn’t looking very chipper. In fact, he looked mad enough to swing.

“Oh hi, you must be the ex. What was your name again? Oh, it doesn’t matter. I’m Travis Marley, her fiancé. Didn’t you tell him that we’re getting married sweetheart?” I kissed her nose and grinned down at her. If her eyes got any wider they’d pop.

“I told you that a hotshot football player wouldn’t mind that you got engaged to a billionaire CEO two weeks after you two were supposed to get married. He’s a man of the world after all.”

I turned to the asshole with a look that I was sure he understood. He huffed and with one last look at her turned for the exit. I have no doubt that he’d be hitting up Google for my name two seconds after he clears the door.

“I didn’t call him here.” I kissed her again to shut her up and because I wanted to. I realized that I can’t be in her presence two minutes without wanting to have some part of me inside or touching some part of her.

“I know you didn’t sweetheart don’t sweat it. But if he keeps coming around here like that things might get ugly. And what the fuck do you mean by letting him corner you like that? Next time he tried that shit knee him in the balls.”

“Yes, sir!”

“Ooh, sir. We might have to try something with that later.”

Epilogue

TRAVIS

If I’d had any other plans than to marry her my ass would’ve been in a sling. She was well and truly bred sometime within that first week before I left town according to the doctor and nine months later almost to the day blessed me with a daughter.

I’d cussed and threatened for the whole of her pregnancy in hopes that it would get me a boy, but that shit failed miserably.

I may or may not have fainted in the damn delivery room but since my big mouthed wife had shared the murky details with Cecil and Josiah, the whole town now thinks I’m a punk.

Whatever! I have a wife and kid when a year ago I didn’t even think that shit was anywhere near my horizon. Little Natalie was the spitting image of her mother, she had none of me, except for her temper.

The little shit has just about everybody wrapped around her little finger and as young as she is, just six months old, she knows that shit and uses it to her advantage. According to her two Godfathers, she can do no wrong. Those two fight me every step of the way when it comes to my kid and more often than not I lose.

I’m already an overprotective father, while everyone else seems to think that it’s okay for her to be out and about in public places, like the damn park with…people.

My wife keeps insisting that things are different here than in the big city but she’s fucked in the head if she believes that shit. I sometimes want to remind her that her asshole ex was from here as well, but I hate anything to do with that fuck so I leave it alone.

We haven’t seen or heard from him since that night so there’s no real reason for me to hate him this much, except for the fact that he had my wife first. Fuck if that shit doesn’t fuck with my head.

“Where were you going?” I had her spread out on the carpeted floor of my office in our new home. She’d come and knock on the door ten minutes earlier to tell me some shit, but I took one look at her ass in those shorts and her milk filled tits and dragged her in and locked the door.

“I knew you were going to do this?” I’d just offloaded inside her and was thinking about going for round two. The babysitter was on the other side of the house with the baby so I had no worries.

“Where were you off to?”

“The park. But I told Angie to go ahead and I’ll catch up later.

“You were going to the park dressed like this?” “What’s wrong with the way I’m dressed?”

“You trying to get your ass bred again aren’t you?” I can read her like a fucking book. She knew damn good and well when she came to that door that there was no way I was going to let her leave the house dressed like that.

You see, she thinks I don’t listen to her but I do. I hear every word. A few nights ago we were in bed enjoying the nice afterglow of a hard pounding fuck and she’d let slip that she missed having my child inside her.


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