Page 44 of The Billionaire

Quickly, I took off my heels in fear of further walking waking him up. I tiptoed to his bed, reached for his cigar and quickly scurried to the bar, dropping it in the ice bucket.

I didn’t know what to do next!

After a few minutes of calming down my breathing, I tiptoed back to the restroom and shut the door. As I shut it, I locked it and felt such relief.

Thank God I didn’t have to suck that . . . ugh, I shuttered. I didn’t even want to go there.

Moments later, I heard a faint clock in the distance strike twelve. Last time I was there, that was when the games began and everyone would be waiting for “the king’s” appearance.

I knew any minute someone would come looking.

Finally, the moment of truth came.

Through the closed bathroom door, I heard the doors open and a few men entered the room.

I opened the door to see the three masked men inspecting him out cold on the bed.

“I’m . . . I . . . afraid he had too much to—“

One of the men huffed. “This happens, but not this early. Damn you old man! You don’t know when you have a goddess in front of you, do you?”

I looked at the other men standing with him and I saw one man stroke his bare chin.

Was it him?

“Come with us. She’ll just have to go to the highest bidder.”

“Gentlemen, that would be I. I am the highest bidder. Check with Alfred in the books.”

A few masks turned left and right. A few mumbles and cusswords. “Damn fool. Always pay your way.”

“Don’t we all?”

I felt fresh tears sting my eyes. It was him! I was almost sure of it! I didn’t have to go to town on that old man! I wasn’t in danger any more. Not immediate. I was with him!

I sighed again.

He picked up my black heels and handed them to me.

I quickly put them on and was led down the dimly lit hallway and I wondered what was next as my stomach fluttered with hyperactive butterflies. What would happen? We stopped by a fountain and the men shook hands.

“I have a lady waiting for me.”

“Well, good luck.”

The men went there separate ways and I felt his arm loop through mine.

“This way.”

Everything felt like slow motion. Everything felt just right.

We found ourselves in a quiet hallway lit by gothic lanterns. It was the absolute book perfect idealistic definition of forbidden romance. Except, something deep down whispered to me, saying that this wasn’t forbidden anymore.

This was definitely going to happen.

He swiftly removed his mask and the look in his blazing chocolate eyes was mixed with relief, desire and pure need. His strong hands pressed me against the cold brick wall and he wrapped my legs around his waist as his gorgeous lips met my begging lips, warming me up instantly. The heat flooded throughout my body sending me both chills that nipped my sensitive nipples and lit a fire in my poling desire for him down there.

He kissed me intensely as if this were the last kiss on earth we would ever have.

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