Curves Envy 4 - Curvy Conquest: BBW Billionaire Romance

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Authors: Scarlett Avery
Tags: Fiction, Erótica, Romance, Short-Story, Romantic Comedy
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round table at the back of the room decorated like something you’d expect to see between the pages of Elle Décor , the large silver bucket filled with ice and bottles of champagne, the bouquets of flowers propped on little tables, the large gold mirrors and a velvet grey chaise in the middle of the room. It takes me a few minutes, but I recognize the beautiful melody playing in the background. “It’s Take Me To Church by Hozier.”
    “Yes. I love this song and his entire album.”
    “You did all this for me?” I gasp, turning around to face him and holding my chest.
    “Of course,” Max responds, closing the gap between us.
    “Why?” The word escapes my mouth before I can catch it.
    He smiles down at me warmly. “You said something earlier when we met at my office. It bothered me so much because it made me realize perhaps you don’t understand how I feel about you.”
    “What could I have said that would give rise to this royal treatment?” I ask, puzzled. “You spent most of your time talking to Mr. Hatcher while I played with myself,” I add daringly.
    “I’m not about to forget that conversation anytime soon. The imagery of you coming all over your hand in front of me is etched in my memory forever, love.”
    “Your text suggested you were going to punish me tonight. If this is your definition of punishment, bring it on.”
    “I was going to teach you a lesson tonight, but your words haunted me too much. I couldn’t ignore them. Right after you left my office, I called a few key people who started the ball rolling and set the stage for this magical night.”
    “I can’t remember what I said. Please refresh my memory.” As much as I try, I can’t recall what I might have said that would cause Max to pamper me like this.
    “Before I pulled you into my office earlier today, you confessed you didn’t think I had told anyone about us. You seemed to believe I was keeping you as my dirty little secret, but I’m not.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.
    “Oh.”
    “Candy, from the moment I saw you walk into Vanilla Beans on a bright Sunday morning, your luscious curves have been the only ones I’ve craved.”
    “Uh…”
    Max frowns and cocks his head to the side. “You and I seem to have this ongoing misunderstanding—I know exactly how I feel about you and you seem determined to think I don’t.”
    “Well…”
    “Isn’t it not obvious?”
    “Max…” I’m so overwhelmed by the moment, I can’t continue. There’s a part of me that believes him, but there’s still a small part of me that doubts such a dreamy guy could fall for a girl like me.
    “You can be so stubborn at times, Candice.” 
    He hasn’t called me by my full name in such a long time. Why is he being so formal?
    “I’m not. It would have been okay with me if you felt it was more appropriate to hide our relationship from the people you work with.” It’s not as if it would be the first time a boyfriend has kept me as his little secret.
    “Yeah, but it wouldn’t have been acceptable for me to keep the woman I love in hiding. I want everyone to know how crazy I am about you.”
    “Wh-what?” I choke on those words as I take a step back. I’m so astounded by what I thought I heard, I stumble. Max leaps towards me and catches me like a white knight and brings me back to my feet.
    “Is it something I said?” he mocks.
    “You… Are you joking? I mean… You do realize…” I don’t even know how to approach this.
    “Yes, I’m fully aware of the fact I brought you to this romantic location to declare my love to you, Candice. I don’t want you to ever have any doubts about the fact you’ve been occupying my thoughts since I first tasted your lips on the forty-first floor of the Bymark Hotel.”
    “Did you really say you loved me or am I dreaming?”
    “Well, I guess a little of both since you’re the woman of my dreams and I do love you very much.”
    His words are like fuel to a fire. I open my

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