Falling For The Billionaire Heir

She set the hose down and sat beside him, leaving some space between them.

“So you will soon be a broadcaster soon, ugh?”

“No,” she said confidently. “I want to be in academics.”

“Oh, that’s cool,” it impressed him. “I like that. You are so sure of what you want.”

They talked at length about different topics that evening. He liked that she wasn’t only beautiful, but also intelligent as well.

From that moment onward, he just couldn’t stop thinking about her. He made sure he had contact with her one way or the other every day. Colin would sit outside at night so he could chat with her or just to sit and watch her from afar. He did that until her holiday was over and she had to return to school.

His phone started ringing, pulling him back to the present. He reached for his phone on the desk. The name on the screen told him it was his brother, Dylan. A fond smile spread across his lips as he pressed the button to receive the call.

“Hey, little brother,” Dylan’s baritone voice boomed into the phone. “How’re you doing?”

“I’m good.” Darin walked over to sit on the armchair beside the window.

“Have you been able to go through the document?” His brother went straight to why he was calling. The three brothers now run their parents’ food processing company.

“Not yet, bro.” Darin ran his hand through his sandy hair. “I’m in my study now anyway, about to get to it.”

“I see.” He heard papers rustling in the background, which gave Darin the impression that Dylan, too, was in his study. “Let’s talk on Monday, bro.”

“Okay,” Darin yawned.

“How is Helen?” His brother asked. “Is she at home for the weekend?”

“She’s fine,” Darin answered. “Yes, she’s home.”

“Okay. ” Dylan chuckled. “That’s why you have been lazy, man?”

They both burst into laughter.

“I will see you on Monday,” Dylan said, still chuckling.

“Yeah, Monday,” the younger man said into the phone. “And give my love to Josephine and Rosie.”

“Yes, I will, goodnight.”

He remembered vividly the day he told Dylan that he wanted to marry Helen. They were at a restaurant having lunch after a long meeting with an investor.

Dylan’s eyes widened in shock, and his grip on the wine glass tightened. “Do you know what you’re talking about?” He looked at his brother, dismayed. “Is it not Helen, Steve, my Gardener’s daughter? She’s a little girl.”

“I know she’s young.” Darin’s ever-confident face broke into a pensive smile. “I just can’t help myself. I have fought these feelings for months… but they won’t go away!”

“Honestly,” Dylan set his empty glass cup on the table, “I don’t know what to say. She’s so young and don’t forget she’s still in school.” He looked squarely into his brother’s face to make sure he wasn’t joking. “How can you be in love with her?”

“Don’t you think I have thought about that several times? I have reprimanded myself over and over about it.” He shrugged. “But my mind wouldn’t let it go. I’m in love with her. Of course, she’s young, but she is still an adult. She’s twenty-three.”

“She’s twenty-three,” Dylan glanced around briefly and looked back at his brother with a smirk. “And you are forty-four, Darin!”

“I love her and I want to marry her.” Darin insisted.

“Love…. marriage…. with twenty-something years, Helen,” Dylan said, finding it difficult to wrap his mind around the whole idea. “Are you serious about this?”

“I’m not joking, bro,” Darin said.

“But what about the wide age gap?” Dylan asked when he saw his brother’s seriousness. “That is over twenty years! It’s too wide, if you ask me.”

“It’s just twenty-one years bro, she’s twenty-three. Does age really matter in the things of the heart?” He did not wait for an answer. “It doesn’t matter to me at this point in my life anymore. Love is all that matters to me.”

“What makes you think it would work out with Helen, who is barely an adult?” Dylan was still skeptical.

“I love her like I have loved no woman,” Darin sighed. “There’s this pull in my heart towards her. I can’t just explain. I want to have her.”

“Hmmm,” Dylan sighed deeply.” Honestly, there is nothing wrong with your feelings towards her, anyway. It’s just that I don’t like such age-gap relationships.” He patted his brother on the back. “boy, if she’s the one you want, go for her. I can’t stop you.”

“Thanks, man,” Darin punched his big brother, who was also like a father to him, now on the shoulder.

“So, when are you going to tell her about your feelings?”

“Well, I…”

“Sweet.”

Becky heard Colin calling her as she was about to finish up the chapter. “Yes.” She turned to look at him.

“What’s wrong?” Colin moved and pressed his warm body against her. “Why are you not still sleeping? It’s still early.”

“Nothing.” She said and dropped the novel on the nightstand. “I went to use the bathroom and couldn’t sleep again.”

“Come here,” he whispered and spooned up behind her. He pulled up the covers up to their chests. “Let daddy put you to sleep,” he said with his lips nibbling on her earlobe.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Oh, thank you, daddy,” she purred.

His hand slid over her abdomen again under her nightwear. It passed over her mound and his fingers dipped into her warm channel and slipped inside the gripping wet walls of her core. The fingers went as far as it was possible, thrusting in and out of her while his hungry mouth sucked on one nipple.

“Ahhh, daddy!” She groaned, legs shaking. “Don’t stop, fuck meee!”

He didn’t stop. She shuddered as an orgasmic sensation rippled through her body. His mouth moved away from her breast to her mouth.

He thrust his tongue into her mouth, stroking Becky’s tongue.

“Ohhh, oh,” she moaned into his mouth, trying to hold on to the passion building up in her. She wanted to enjoy it for a longer time. When his thumb stroked her clit, she lost it completely. She came, crying out his name. Trembling against him.