Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
That must’ve been a dream. There’s no other way to explain what just happened. But as I sit there, catching my breath, I look down at the piece of paper in my hand.
At the ten-thousand-dollar check.
I quickly slip it into my little clutch, careful not to rip it. I look at myself in the mirror. I’m still flushed, and I’m actually sweating a little bit.
“What the hell was that?” I whisper to myself before shaking my head. “Get it together, Paige. You’re free now.”
I take a deep breath and let it out.
God, I can quit. Once I cash this check, at least. Then I’m out of here.
Except I’m not so sure it’s ever going to be so simple again. Not as the memory of what just happened lingers in my mind.
Because if the fake thing could be that incredibly good…
I think I might be insane enough to want to know if the real thing can be even better.
2
Leon
I step out of my bathroom and have to pause in the hallway. I’ve never been so fucking hard in my entire life and I can’t return to dinner like this. Cerise will notice and she’ll wonder.
Fucking Cerise. I hope to god she heard that little performance. If she did, there won’t be any question at all that I’m dating Paige.
Well, I’m not really, of course. That’s just the excuse I used to get away from her.
Fucking hell. I didn’t think this through, but it happened so fast.
And then that performance back there. Shit, I swear… I think that was better than a lot of sex I’ve had in my life.
I’ve never seen anything sexier. Not a single moment in my life can hold a candle to what just happened in that bathroom… and we weren’t even doing anything for real.
She was just faking it for me. And it was better than anything I could’ve imagined.
I take another deep breath, willing myself to calm down. I shut my eyes and recite all the addresses of all the buildings I own in the city. When that’s done, I move on to Philadelphia, Chicago, Los Angeles, Berlin, Madrid. Finally, when I’m done with Stockholm, my cock is soft enough that I can walk without fear of stabbing something.
I head back out into the living room. Cerise and Maxime are not where I left them, which is actually a good thing. Maxime is now sitting on the couch where, just ten minutes before, Cerise suggested that I undress her and fuck her while her husband watches, just to really seal the deal.
It took me completely off guard. We were just idly chatting about musicals when she suddenly asked if I found her attractive. She is a beautiful woman, and I didn’t want to insult her, so I told her the truth. Yes, of course I do.
“Beautiful enough to fuck?” she whispered in this sultry croon. “Beautiful enough to undress, right here, and fuck while my husband watches?”
“I’m not sure that’d be appropriate,” I said, desperately trying to think of anything to get me out of the situation. “Besides, I doubt your husband would enjoy it.”
“Oh, don’t worry about Maxime. He is very… open-minded. You see, we like to do this, for big business deals, yes? You fuck me, make me happy, show me how committed you are… and then I open all the doors you need. Do you understand?”
I understood, all right. She opens her legs for me… then she opens the gates to one of the most exclusive real estate markets in the world.
See, if she were anybody else, I’d throw her ass out so fast she’d bruise. But Cerise and Maxime are distantly related to the reigning monarch of Monaco, Prince Albert. He controls everything that happens in his kingdom, including all real estate deals.
And I desperately want to build in Monaco. The country is essentially a tourist playground for the wealthiest people in the entire world. Any new luxury hotel built in Monaco is practically guaranteed to thrive— and make millions.
But it’s normally impossible. Monaco is a tiny country and development is strictly controlled. Fortunately, though, I ran into Cerise and Maxime at a film premiere two year ago, and after I realized who they are, I’ve been working on this deal ever since.
Now we’re so close… and all I have to do is fuck a married woman.
But I can’t.
As beautiful as she is, I’m not that kind of man. I wouldn’t fuck someone for a business deal and I sure as hell wouldn’t fuck a married woman, no matter how “open-minded” her husband may be. I have principles and morals, believe it or not.
So I say the only thing that comes to mind in the moment.
“I’m sorry, but I’m with my assistant, Paige. We keep it a secret for obvious reasons, but I couldn’t do that to her. We’re very much in love.”