Wicked Paradise: An Alpha Billionaire Romance

by Tia Lewis

  “I don’t know what to say. It’s really hard for me to imagine trusting you after all of the choices you made. You haven’t had very good judgment in the past, I don’t know if this time will be different.”

  “You can trust me, Bianca. I want to show you the person I am. I want to release my fear of what could happen next and focus on what is in front of me, what I care about the most—you.”

  “If we are really going to try this again…then I need to tell you something.”

  “What is it?”

  “This whole time, you assumed I was a lawyer, and I never corrected your assumption.”

  “What do you mean?” I could see he was getting visibly agitated, believing I betrayed him.

  “While I work for the law firm, I’m not a lawyer. I’m a…a legal intern.”

  “So, you aren’t representing me for the firm?”

  “My boss sent me to Brazil to gather information to assist with your case. I won’t be the lead on your case, I’m just assisting.” While Dustin may have been deceitful with me, I wasn’t completely honest with him. I didn’t know where this left us. But he didn’t keep me wondering for long.

  Dustin took a step closer to me. He extended his arm to grab my hand. When he touched my skin, I felt every hair on my arms rise. It was like electricity flowed through my body. I felt myself being pulled toward him even more. I don’t know if it was the infatuated look in his eye, my confession, or the exhaustion from the long day of work, but I took a step forward to tighten the space between us. Before I knew it, I was reaching my hand up to grab his bicep. Dustin took another step forward and wrapped his arms behind my back. I kept my eyes fixed on his deep blue stare. It wasn’t until our lips were inches apart that I finally closed my eyes and stopped thinking.

  Once I stopped thinking, I wasn’t holding back anymore. Our hands started rushing across the other’s body as if we were finally able to breathe after being suffocated. I felt the strength of his back and his toned shoulders as he started to guide me toward the couch while we kissed.

  As soon as I felt my heels hit the base of the couch, he pushed me down on the leather cushions, climbing on top of me as we rushed to take our clothes off. Dustin didn’t even give me time to take my panties off. The second his pants dropped to the ground, he pulled my thong to the side and plunged his dick inside of me. We moaned in unison as he started to slowly thrust in and out of me.

  I leaned my head back, feeling the entire length of his cock enter me as he started to bite my neck. I smelled his sweet cologne on my skin as he started to massage my breasts and pinch my nipples. He wasn’t even inside of me for a full minute before I started to feel the urge to cum. I looked into his eyes as my face started to contort. He sat up straight so he could look into my eyes as his dick went in and out of my tight pussy. Dustin grabbed my neck, choking me lightly as I started to play with my clit. I felt sensations of pleasure soaring through my body as I stared into his deep, perfect blue eyes. Within seconds, I came all over his dick. He made me cream all over him, causing my legs to shake against his hips.

  It was the most passionate sex Dustin, and I had ever had. In the past, we would be connected in the heat of the moment, but this time was different. This time he was stroking into me as if I was the only thing keeping him alive. We gripped harshly onto each other’s skin, soaking up every second of it.

  Dustin rolled me onto my stomach, closing my legs as he straddled the outside of my ass. He started to massage my ass cheeks as he thrust back into me. I could feel my breasts bounce against the soft couch cushion as he picked up his speed. I loved how deep he was able to get in that position.

  I heard a loud smack as Dustin spanked me hard once. He wrapped up his other hand in my hair, grasping tightly as he pushed my head down toward the couch. My back immediately arched even more. I started to feel the thickness of his dick in me more as he thrust even harder than before. I tried to scoot away, but he held me back. I started to moan even more. He was giving me everything I had been daydreaming about at work.

  “Yes, Dustin! Ahh!” I yelled, my voice muffled by the couch.

  “You’re mine baby, I missed you so much,” he said, tightening his grip on my hair.

  He pulled my head back up. I turned to the side so that we could kiss while he continued to thrust into me. He held his mouth open an inch from mine. I could feel his hot breath on my lips. I saw him clench his teeth as he picked up speed once again.

  “I love you, Dustin,” I whispered in his ear.

  As soon as the words left my mouth, Dustin quickly sat back, pulled his cock out and came all over my ass. I heard him groan as the warm cum dripped down the sides of my ass cheeks. I laid on the couch for a second, feeling the liquid on my back and the chills all over my body. I couldn’t believe that had just happened. It was all so fast, I needed a minute to take it in. I started to wonder if I was okay with what happened—if I would regret it quickly the way I had regretted everything else. I realized I didn’t like having words like “regret” flash through my mind while I was still laying naked with his cum on me.

  I sat up and walked to the bathroom. I cleaned myself up and then returned with a big t-shirt on and no panties. Dustin was sitting on the couch, still completely naked. He smiled when he saw me. I sat down next to him, he put his arm around me and kissed my forehead. What was supposed to happen next? Was I supposed to figure out a way to magically make him innocent and run off into the sunset together? Was I supposed to move to Brazil and get married? Would I be happy sitting around the house, figuring out ways to make time pass before Dustin came home again? What did he expect to happen between us?

  “I meant it when I said I love you. I figured that out a while ago, but I never thought you would feel the same way. But I guess you are full of surprises aren’t you… So you really did launder money huh?”

  “Yes, I did, I am guilty. If I have to pay for my mistakes, then I am willing to do that. But I really hope that you are able to figure something else out. I’d really hate to have to spend any time away from you,” Dustin said.

  Was he implying that I would wait for him if he went to prison? Is that something I was actually willing to do? I hadn’t really thought that far ahead, I hadn’t really considered the possibility of any of this happening at all. I sighed and brushed my hair away from my face. I was feeling confused, I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what was supposed to happen next. There wasn’t really anything else to say. I didn’t like Dustin’s past or his choices, I didn’t know if I would ever be accepting of that. I really did love, him but was that enough? I decided there was no more point dwelling on the topic for now.

  I asked Dustin if he would like to spend the night, and he agreed. We didn’t speak much before going to sleep. We mostly laid very still together, holding each other in silence. We both loved each other, we couldn’t deny that. Regardless of what was going to happen next, we were both happy at that very moment. And for the time being, that was enough.

  Bianca

  When I woke up in the morning, Dustin was gone. I looked around to see if there was a note but didn’t see one. It reminded me of the time I woke up and left Dustin’s house before he woke up; I was feeling unsure of my decision to pursue him. I wondered if he felt the same now, maybe he regretted his decision to come to New York to confess his love.

  The night before, I had a hard time falling asleep. I didn’t know what was going to happen between Dustin and I. I didn’t know if I was making a good choice, one that I would feel good about the next day. When I woke up and saw Dustin was gone, I knew exactly what I was going to do. I knew what I had to do.

  I went to the office with a heavy heart. I walked into my boss’s office and asked if we could speak privately. We sat down one on one, and I told him every detail of Dustin’s confession. I told him verbatim what he said happened when we were hiding in the rainforest after the car chase. I told him how he was trying to hide some money in an offshore account but
never actually realized he was holding drug money until afterward. My boss immediately claimed Dustin must have known it was drug money the entire time, but I assured him he didn’t.

  My boss and I knew there was only one option for Dustin. Since he had every single sign and piece of evidence pointing to his guilt, he was going to have to accept a plea bargain. A plea bargain is an agreement in a criminal case between the prosecutor and defendant. In this case, the defendant, Dustin, would agree to plead guilty to the charge for some concession from the prosecutor.

  When I called Dustin the next morning, he was already on his way back to Brazil. Instead of asking why he left without saying goodbye, I told him I thought that was for the best. I told him about the plea bargain. At first, he seemed really upset. He said it was a final option and that there had to be some other choice that could give him better odds. I assured him that there was nothing else we could do. It was evident that we were on a sinking ship, and at least the plea bargain would give him less time than he would receive otherwise.

  Dustin finally agreed to the deal and to take responsibility for his actions. When the court date finally came, the prosecutors agreed to drop two of the charges against Dustin as part of the agreement. The maximum punishment for a count of money laundering is 20 years imprisonment and $500,000 in fines. But because Dustin accepted the deal, he only ended up getting 2 years in prison.

  As Dustin was getting put into handcuffs, he looked over at me. I felt as though his one glance said a million words. I could feel myself getting ready to cry, but I held it back, trying to give Dustin a hopeful look. As he turned around to be taken to prison, he looked back one last time. As our eyes met, he winked at me once.

  And that was it. I haven’t seen him since. It has been one year since Dustin went to prison. The moment the case was over, I walked back to my office in silence. I was in a trance for the rest of the week. My parents called me to congratulate me, but I couldn’t even celebrate. It wasn’t an accomplishment for me. Even though it was a step forward in my career, it meant that I had lost the man I fell in love with. I didn’t want to return to my boring life now that I knew what else was out there.

  Dustin had shown me a whole new world I had never been a part of before. He showed me how to work hard and play hard at the same time. He showed me that you can get whatever you want out of life. He was always the life of the party, he always knew how to have a good time. I wanted to figure out how to be happy and always have a great time the same way he did.

  I stayed at my job for another month before I realized I couldn’t take it anymore. Before I left, I learned Jacque was convicted of money laundering, drug trafficking, and a whole laundry list of other charges. As part of Dustin’s plea bargain, we provided the prosecution with the documentation for his transactions with Jacque. Apparently, it was the icing on the cake for the prosecution’s case against Jacque. I ended up quitting my job, ending the lease on my apartment, and booking a ticket to Brazil all within two hours. It was the fastest I have ever changed all of my life at once. I sold all of my furniture and packed up my favorite possessions and clothes into two bags. I got on that plane to Brazil and never looked back. I have only gone back to visit New York once since moving here. I wanted to start living again. I wanted to be able to do all of the things I did with Dustin again but actually take the time to enjoy them again. I didn’t want to be the type of woman to sit in the corner during a party with my arms crossed, waiting until I could finally get back to my job. I wanted to be the type of woman who was on the dance floor, not worrying about what I was going to do next.

  I became that type of woman. I really can say I have had the best time of my life since moving here. I hoped that one day we could see each other again. I had been thinking about writing Dustin a letter over the last year. I never did, but for some reason, I couldn’t resist anymore. As I sat down to write to Dustin, I realized I had been holding onto him the entire time. I was holding onto our experiences in Brazil, seeing him in every face that passed by me. I didn’t know what to say to Dustin that could convey all of the feelings I had experienced since that last wink he gave me in the court house. I wanted to let him know that he was still on my mind.

  Dear Dustin,

  I hope this letter found its way to you. I’m sorry it has taken me this long to write to you. I have spent a lot of time thinking about what I would want to say, but I couldn’t find the words. First and foremost, I wish the case would’ve gone differently. I am glad you got the minimum sentence but still hate thinking of what your life must be like in prison. I hope that you have been able to keep a good head on your shoulders while you are going through such a traumatic experience.

  I wanted to let you know I didn’t mean it when I said I regretted sleeping with you. I do not regret any of our time together. If anything, I want to thank you for helping me become the person I am. I owe you everything. I gave up my life in New York to move to Brazil a month after your court date. I guess you were right when you said work wasn’t everything and all of the best adventures happen when you aren’t looking. I’ve had the best time of my life since being here, and I only have you to thank because of that.

  I am not sure what the future holds. I am not sure if our paths will ever cross again, but I hope that they do. If my memory is correct, you will finally get your freedom back in 11 months from now. If you end up coming back to Brazil, I really hope you will contact me. My home isn’t too far from that restaurant you took me to during the last week of my trip. Perhaps we will get to see where our journey was going after all. Even if we don’t, I will never forget you.

  Love,

  Bianca

  I put some lipstick on and kissed the back to the envelope after I sealed it shut. Maybe Dustin had moved on, maybe he was already involved with another woman. He seemed like the type of man to have flocks of women visiting him in prison, but I didn’t care. I only cared that he knew how I felt about him, that he knew I was still around and thinking about him on the outside. Most importantly, I wanted him to know how much of an impact he had on my life and my future.

  I didn’t know what was going to happen next. If I had learned anything over the last few years, it was that that was the exciting part. I wasn’t angry at Dustin for his mistakes. In the end, we were both humans. We were both imperfect and made imperfect decisions. All those things that weren’t supposed to happen just did.

  Dustin helped me reevaluate my priorities. He showed me that hard work and concentration wasn’t the key to happiness. He showed me that there was so much more to life than an office and a fancy degree. In order to say yes to your priorities, you have to be willing to say no to the other things standing in your way. Once I realized I was standing in my own way, it was a lot easier to figure out where I was going.

  Always remember that we can never be certain about the future. Things can turn around in the blink of the eye. One second you will be in love, the next second you will question what love ever meant to you anyway. You can think you know exactly what you want and then realize that is the one thing keeping you from happiness. But no matter what, know that you will be okay no matter what.

  One day I did see Dustin again. Six months after I sent that letter, he showed up on my doorstep in Brazil. He had nothing with him but a smile and an engagement ring. I never even hesitated, I knew he was the one for me and I was so happy to have him again. Regardless of everything that happened between us, we always had an amazing connection. I still smile like an idiot when I think about him and how our story started. More than anything, I was happy.

  I had figured out what it takes to open my heart and keep a smile on my face. All I needed was confidence to fight for the present I deserve, bravery to let go of the past, and strength to continue on into a bright future. I have lived, and I have loved. And I continue to love and be loved by my husband, the love of my life.

  Thank You

  Thank you for reading Wicked Paradise!

  xoxo,
/>   Tia

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  About This Book

  She was my everything growing up—my first love. But I wanted her to follow her dreams—dreams too big for our small town. I pushed her away and thought I'd moved on.

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  After having served my country as a Navy SEAL, I returned to the only place I'd ever wanted to call home—the only place that'd ever felt right to me.

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  Author’s Note:

  Only One You is a second chance romance novel that contains explicit sexual content, language, and intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised. Standalone. HEA. No Cheating.

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  Copyright © 2017 by Tia Lewis & Penelope Marshall. All rights reserved.

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