Page 43 of Dreaux: The Corporate Assassin

“All right, y’all! Bring your checkbooks out for this one.” I could feel goosebumps over my arms as I watched the excitement in his eyes. “For six days, you can have the time of your life at this newly built estate in Costa Rica. In my opinion, this particularstayis the best because no one has ever stayed at this location. The waters are the clearest and most pure you’ve ever seen.”

Once he finished describing the elaborate destination, the only thing you could hear were murmurs in hopes of winning.

“Five million dollars.” We glanced around, looking for the female voice who placed the bid. With all eyes on Rebecca Holmes, she stood from her seat with the look of victory on her face. “Anyone going higher?”

Groans and frowns filled the room as she began to smile brighter. No one was willing to spend that type of money. Well, almost no one. Tapping Denim’s hand holding the paddle, I signaled for her to raise it.

“Six million…” I leaned back cooly in my seat as Denim giggled while swinging the paddle around in the air. Rebecca glared as she watched us. “You going any higher, Mrs. Holmes?”

“Ten!” She locked her jaw as she scowled and stormed from her table, stepping in our direction. “You and your guest have had your fun—now it’s time for Big Mama to have hers.”

As she gazed, the look in her eyes transformed from anger to lust. Denim wore the disdain on her face well as she pulled the paddle down and pulled me closer to her. Rebecca instantly snapped her eyes to our closeness, and the scorned attitude that replaced the lust didn’t go unnoticed.

“Big Mama, is it?” I tapped Denim’s arm for her to let go so I could stand. Smoothing the wrinkles from my suit, I adjusted my tie before stepping to her. “Big Daddy is here now and trust me… when I say these pockets are thick—” Her eyes dropped down to my crotch, and I chuckled. “They’rethickas hell, love.” She began to pant as she dragged her eyes back up to me. “You think you can handle that, baby?”

For a moment, we stared at each other, and I saw the sweat form above her top lip. She’d forgotten all about the bid at this point, and I knew I had her.

“Twenty,” I stated, causing everyone to gasp. “How deep do you want me to go?”

“Oh God!” She wobbled slightly before fainting. Chuckling, I placed my hands in my slacks and observed a fuming Governor Holmes still on stage.

“I don’t think your wife can handle my girth. I mean… you know the Boudreaux’s ain’t lacking in no areas—pockets include.”

Standing beside his wife sprawled out on the floor, I listened as he asked if anyone wanted to outbid. As I knew, there were no takers.

“Sold to Andre Boudreaux,” Holmes said through tight lips.

Cheers rang out, causing me to grind my teeth as I made my way back to my table. Passing a waitress along the way, I grabbed two glasses of champagne and downed them both.

“That was crazy!” Denim cheered and wrapped her arms around my neck. I could smell the champagne and wine seeping through her pores. “Twenty million dollars on a trip is insane!”

“You have no idea…” Jules said from beside me. “Here’s the paperwork ensuring the property is yours for the allotted time.” He handed me a document. I frowned after looking over it quickly. “Jules! What the fuck?—”

“It’s just a vacation, Dre,” Jules sang, cutting me off. “There’s nothing wrong with taking a plus one. This isn’t a permanent situation, bro.”

I wanted to argue with him because I didn’t want Denim reading too much into tonight. However, she was so oblivious to everything that was happening around her. This vacation could align some things for her, so I said what the hell and signed the papers.

“Hey, Dee. How about you roll with me to Costa Rica?” I pulled her away from the girls as they yapped about who knows what. She nodded profusely, agreeing but never giving me her full attention. I smirked at her drunk ass and handed her the paper that needed her signature. “Sign this one.”

The girls were so enthralled in conversation that Denim barely glanced at the papers. She scribbled her name and handed it back to me, then walked back toward the group of ladies. I watched as Mimi looped their arms together before walking toward the bathroom. Glancing over at Nicky and Luca, they nodded as they knew to follow and look after the girls.

“Mr. Boudreaux, that was quite the performance.” Holmes approached me with a little too much aggression in his tone. “Are you sure you have that much money to spend on a mere vacation?”

“I have enough for the vacation, the villa, and your wife… if she’s for sale also.” I mugged him as I crossed my arm. “Is there a problem?”

Glancing from me to my people, I could see the moment he thought differently of his response. Relaxing his shoulders, he sighed heavily before dropping his head. “No, of course not.”

“Good.” I dropped my arms and kept my eyes locked on his. “When can I get my shit?”

Looking around, he stepped closer so I could hear him over the chatter and music. “Do you know what you just signed up for? Are you sure about this?” Not trusting myself to speak, I gave him a quick nod. He smirked devilishly. “Excellent! Pickup will be ready in about two weeks. Not just for you, but for your people too. You guys are going tolovewhat I have in store for you.”

With a wink, he stepped past me as if he had won a victory. Grabbing at my waist, Rosier placed his hand on my shoulder and turned me to face him. “Now isn’t the time or the place, bro. You heard what he said… we have two weeks to come up with a plan to kill his ass.”

Looking over my shoulder, I watched as he made his way over to his wife. They engaged in a heated conversation before he gripped her arm and dragged her out of the building.

“Are you done handling business?” Denim’s soft hands wrapped around my torso. “I was thinking that maybe we could head back to my place, and you give me some of that twenty-million-dollar dick.”

“Nah…” I pried her arms from around, causing her face to fall. “We going to mine because it’s closer.”

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