Page 145 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Angel cut in: “So today we thought we could clarify the status of your current relationships with a nice game of Fuck, Marry, Kill. How does that sound?”
“Um...” my voice trailed off. “No thanks.” I wasn’t in a love square. I was fully in love with Tanner. It was a love line.
“Great,” said Diablo, like he hadn’t just heard me. “Let’s begin.”
Okay, it looked like I didn’t have a choice here. Angel and Diablo had taken over the Club Onyx jail. And I didn’t want to end up behind bars.
“Excluding my brother and I, who here do you wanna fuck?”
I gulped and looked around. Answering that question in private would have been bad enough, but there were so many people watching! The cages on the side of the courtroom were filled with even more prisoners than before.Ah!Orlando Jackson was one of them! And right next to him was the director of Supernova Six, Tyrese Bell. Chastity was going to be so excited!
But that did nothing to help with my present situation. I looked out at my three suitors. Did I really have to fuck one of them right here in this courtroom? If so...it couldn’t be Tanner. That left Dr. Lyons or Cole. And Ihadcome here to steal Cole’s baby juice...
“When you’re ready, go give a kiss to the man you’d most like to fuck.”
Oh thank God!I wanted some good sperm, but not in front of all these prisoners. I got up and walked in front of the three men. I stared into Tanner’s eyes.Obviously I want to fuck you.I hoped he could tell what I was thinking. Honestly, fucking Tanner was all I could think about recently.
But there was a chance I’d actually have to fuck whoever I chose. And I couldn’t risk having to touch Tanner’s flaming genie penis. So he was definitely out. I looked back and forth between Cole and Dr. Lyons. The question was, which one had better DNA for my future baby? And which one was more likely to be my lesser true love?
“Too bad there isn’t a ginger for her to choose,” some random prisoner said. A few other prisoners laughed.
I took a step backwards to get farther away from the caged prisoners and was so distracted that I nearly tripped over the cameras that those girls had smuggled in for the Supernova Six guys.
Wait! I have the perfect plan to solve all my problems!I turned back to Angel. “Why aren’t we filming this? This is a pretty interesting concept. We could totally gif this and win an Onyxie.”
“I like the way you think. But I don’t feel like going to find my phone.”
“We could use this.” I pointed to the film equipment.
Angel shrugged. “Sure. Tyrese, that’s your shit, right?”
Tyrese nodded from behind bars.
Diablo hopped up and let him free.
Tyrese took a few minutes to get everything set up. He set up his camera, then some lights, and then started handing out microphones that you wear like a necklace. It reminded me of the ones they make contestants wear on dating reality shows. Tyrese pulled my hair back to help me put the microphone on.
I hadn’t realized how tall he was. Or how strong. He wasn’t jacked like Orlando Jackson, but he had nice lean muscles. I didn’t understand why he kept casting new guys for the Supernova Six when he could have cast himself.
His fingers trailed down the back of my neck after the mic was in place and I shivered. He went back over to the camera and gave a thumbs up. “All set.”
“Okay, Ash,” said Angel. “Which guy do you wanna fuck?”
“Hmmm…” I hovered in front of Tanner. He was staring at me with such lust. But we both knew we couldn’t do anything. I stepped in front of Cole.
Cole smiled. “I’m down if you are.”
I slowly went in for the kiss, but then pulled back at the last second.Take that! He totally deserved that after submitting those gifs of me!
Then I walked over to Dr. Lyons. I looked him up and down. I shook my head and walked back towards Tanner. I winked at him and then kept walking. And walking. Until I was over by the holding cell with the prisoners. Orlando Jackson’s big hands were wrapped around the bars as he stared at me.
I walked right up to him and gave him a little kiss on his big black cheek.Because I’m not a racist! Boom!This was being filmed so now everyone in the Society would know. I was an evil mastermind. Yes, I knew it was technically Cole and Chastity’s plan. But not really, because this was just a gentle kiss.
The prisoners started to go crazy. Whistling and shaking the bars. One even said: “Maybe she isn’t a racist after all.”
Damn right I’m not!
“Interesting choice,” said Angel. “Does that mean you aren’t into any of your three suitors? I guess we’ll find out in the next round.”
