Billionaire's Match

Chapter 129 Trey had planned to make it quick-but the moment he opened the door, the soft weight of a woman slammed into him. "Angela..." He tried to pull away, but her lips clung to him like entwining vines, trailing from his cheek down his neck. Before he could react, she skillfully yanked at his collar, her wet tongue teasing the places he was most sensitive. Angela wore a sheer red gown tonight, her lingerie and stockings all in the styles Trey preferred. Even as he fought with every ounce of rationality, his body betrayed him, responding fully to her provocation. "Don't...

| have to take Pete back..." he tried to protest. "He's still asleep. Just a little while. You haven't spent time with me in ages..." Angela whispered near his ear, her breath warm, then sealed his lips with hers. Trey had been repressing himself these days, and now his desire flared uncontrollably. His brow furrowed as they tumbled from the doorway all the way to the bed. Angela's outward composure and elegance melted away once ---- she disrobed-every inch of her screamed seduction. He was addicted But Khloe was different.

eyes. Yet now, his hands gripped Angela's neck, but all he

as if she were nothing more than an outlet for his frustration. Her scream snapped him back to reality-he realized he'd actually hurt her. Blood was streaming, worse than he expected. "I'm... 'm sorry. Does it hurt a lot?" he asked, panic rising. "You tell me... what's wrong with you tonight?"

as soon as his own drove off. Inside sat Lauren's people. The passenger held a camera, glancing at the interior. The shot wasn't clear, but enough to tell it was a woman. "Next time, be careful... that was way too rough..." Angela's face burned red as the doctor treated her wound, and