Her Asian Billionaire’s Perfect Match

“What do you want to do now?” he asked her softly.

She leaned back against his solid frame and closed her eyes in contentment. “Just stay like this for a long time.” She murmured.

“That can be arranged.” He lifted her off her feet and strode with her into the living room.

“What no bedroom?” she teased, closing her hands around his neck as he sat down on the sofa with her on his lap.

“That’s for much later,” he whispered, bending his head to take her lips with his.*****

He watched her as she slept. They had made quiet and slow leisurely love on the living room sofa. Afterwards he had lifted her and taken her to the bedroom where he had explored her body with his mouth until she had begged him to take her again. She had drifted off into an exhausted sleep in his arms.

He watched her parted lips and the fan of her lashes on her cheeks. She was so beautiful. He thought. He wondered what she would look like carrying his child inside her. His gaze drifted down to her flat stomach and down to her pubic area.

She had stopped wearing panties around him because he tended to tear them off her in his impatience, he thought ruefully. He was hooked on her and he was okay with it except now he wanted more. He wanted to see her with his ring on her finger and bearing his name and eventually his child or even his children.

He needed her so much that at the time he found he could not function because of how much he was thinking of her. She had not let him meet her mother over the phone and he was biding his time. He had the information of where she lived in Italy with her husband Lorenzo and even their telephone numbers but he wanted her to make the first move; he did not want to push it even though he was getting impatient.

He had wandered into stores like a teenager with his first crush looking for the perfect gift for her and had hoped and prayed that she would not object to it or worse refuse to accept it. He was glad she was not into him for his money but it frustrated him to no end that she refused to accept expensive gifts from him.

With a quiet sigh, he pulled her closer to him and heard her small murmurings as she snuggled against his chest. They belonged together whether she admitted it or not.

 *****

She wore the watch to work the next day and she had dressed accordingly in a red wool sweater, black skirt and boots. It was nearing November and it was icy that time of year.

“Oh my goodness! I want me a billionaire boyfriend.” Simoniel practically screamed as soon as she saw what she was wearing on her wrist.

She had reached work before her friend and had done so because John had to rush home to get dressed for a board meeting. “This is becoming tiresome Lee,” he had complained as he dragged his mouth away from hers at the doorway. “We need to be together.”

Leonie held out her wrist in order for her friend to get a better look at the stunning time piece on her hand. “He thought I was going to give it back to him,” she said with a grin.

“Girl, I love my Daniel but this man is a treasure! Literally.” Simoniel looked at the watch in admiration. “I hope he was properly compensated for this absolutely expensive and wonderful gift.”

“Are you implying that you hope I paid him back in totally hot and mind blowing s*x three times for the night?” Leonie asked arching her tapered brows. “I did.”

“You did not need to get nasty,” Simoniel grumbled. “I am sufficiently jealous.”

“Thanks, exactly what I was aiming for.”

*****

They were kept busy for the rest of the day and it was in the late afternoon that Asami surprised her with a visit.

“Hi, you were in the neighborhood again?” Leonie asked her teasingly. The woman had always been beautiful but today she looked positively radiant. She was wearing a burgundy pants suit and a stunning white cashmere coat slung carelessly over her arm. Her long dark hair waving gently down her back, her eyes were sparkling.

“Of course dear,” she said with a smile as she took a seat on one of the chairs in front of the desk. Her eyes caught the watch on Leonie’s wrist and her brows rose. “My son certainly has good taste.”

Leonie opened her mouth to ask her how she knew but that would have been stupid. “He certainly does.”

“I barely glimpsed him this morning rushing in to get changed and I assumed he was coming from your place.” Asami crossed her elegantly clad legs and settled back against the cushions. He specifically asked me not to say anything to you but being a nosy mother who happens to think that you two are made for each other, I have to ask. What is keeping you from getting married?”
Leonie felt her euphoria evaporate and the panic started. “We are not thinking of that now Asami.” She told her politely.

“Ah, I have overstepped my bounds,” the woman said with a shake of her dark head. “Please do not say anything to my son, he would skin me alive.”

“I won’t,” Leonie said through suddenly stiff lips.

“Now about my good news,” she stretched out her left hand on which a modest sized diamond sparkled on her ring finger. “We wanted you to be the first to know since it was you who actually made it happen.”

“You and Lucas?” Leonie stared at the diamond winking on the woman’s finger. “When?”

“This weekend past.” Asami said with a delighted smile putting her hand back into her lap. “He popped the question as you young people would say. And I promptly said yes, of course.”

“That’s wonderful Asami!” Leonie said in genuine delight. “So when is the big day?”

“We have not decided yet but we are not going to be waiting for long. We just have to find out when his son and family can make it here. I have only spoken to them over the phone and I have yet to meet them. I am a little nervous, wondering if they are going to like me.”
“I am sure they will,” Leonie assured her. “What’s not to like?”

“Why thank you my dear.” Asami said with a beaming smile. “I say the same thing about you. You and my son fit so well together.”

Leonie sat there lost in thought after she had left. She had a feeling she was going to have to answer some questions pretty soon.