Hostile Takeover (Blackwood Billions, #1)

by Christina C. Jones

“Got it. So I won’t get my ass kicked or get fucked with a bat, but I should expect cheating? Where do I sign?”

Bitch what?!?! 🤭🤭🤭

Wealthy, smart, fine, ambitious, slick at the mouth, thighs bigger than my head and an ass to match? A fucking unicorn.

“Just because this marriage might be convenient, you need to understand something right now; it ain’t fake. I’m gonna parade you in public, fuck you in private, and otherwise ignore you, just like most wealthy marriages.”

“You won’t be the first or last woman to marry a man for reasons other than love. As women, we do what we have to do all the time, but the only way you’re going to make it through that is to never forget why you’re there, you hear me?”

“With the blessing of our late mother’s legacy and our ancestors before us… I do.”

used to wear his little ass out and I still will if I need to.” “I can outrun you now,” Orion said, unperturbed. “You can’t outrun a pistol.” “Damn girl, you shooting now?” He chuckled, kneeling beside her. “I thought I was the favorite?” She nodded. “You were… until you got married. I’m a girl’s girl through and through. Your wife is my favorite now.” “That’s cold.” He laughed, straightening up. “Now I don’t even feel bad about it being time for you to go.”

“Soren said you were scared. And my wife doesn’t have to be scared of anybody.”

Bitch who do you think you’re fooling?” “Myself, damn, can y’all let me live?!” I whisper-yelled,

!!!!!

As fucked up as the start of this

relationship was, I didn’t want our child conceived in misery. I wanted her happy.

In what seemed like the blink of an eye, Nalani was on her feet, reaching across the table. Jess couldn’t get out of the way in time before Nalani had a handful of hair, dragging her across the dishes, spilling shit everywhere.

I KNOW THATS RIGHT LOL

“I don’t give enough fucks to lie to you,” I said, not bothering to turn around. “As always, I’ve told you what falls into the realm of your business. Believe whatever the hell you want.”

“Pride is gonna cause you to lose the very thing you thought was important, baby,”

“The grown folks made their decisions, good and bad. You don’t owe William any certain level of feeling just because he conceived or even raised you. There’s more that goes into it than that. Whatever you feel—or don’t feel—about him… it seems a lot like it was his doing.”