Prologue

Trace is sitting in his swivel chair, appreciating the view of the night lights of the city, where the building he owned is the biggest and tallest in the city.

Sipping the brandy, celebrating a new success that he has lately. A self-made billionaire, reaching his dreams while he is on the verge of falling apart, but now he achieve his dreams.

He feels that everything he wants is at his hand, except one woman from his past.

When he finally dares to open the folder, he read all the information carefully, and can't hide his disappointment.

"Look at you now, still living a miserable life," Trace said and his eyes still focused on the picture of the woman in the picture. The woman he used to love, the woman from his past that he will never forget.

"Miabelle." Trace closes his eyes after saying the name that makes him stronger, Mia is the woman he loves the most, way back when he is younger, but Mia dumps him, hearing the hurtful words that he didn't expect. 

Mia left Trace at the time that he need her the most, but now. Trace is proud of what he did for many years, and his hard work finally has a result.

"I am excited to meet you." Trace opens his eyes when the door of his office opens, and his fiance is walking in the direction where he is sitting.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Billionaire, are you willing to buy me tonight?" Trace licked his lip, watching the woman who is wearing nothing, but her boobs and femininity are covered by icing. 

"I am willing to pay, I don't mind the price, come here my lost kitten." Trace tapped his thighs, and Beatrice, Trace's fiance obey what Trace instructed her to.

"Let me taste this icing, it's tempting." Trace said after Beatrice is sitting on his lap, now Trace started to lick and suck Beatrice's mound, while his eyes focus on Beatrice's eyes.

Watching the reaction of his fiance, how Beatrice enjoys the way Trace tastes her present.

"Trace, it's getting hot, I will die in anticipation." Beatrice leaned back and Trace gently unbuttoned his long sleeves.

"I am just starting, my lost kitten." Trace said and claim Beatrice's lip with excitement.