Page 173 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“One second!” yelled Ash. She opened the door slightly and popped her head out. She was all sweaty and seemed out of breath. And she also seemed super surprised and nervous to see me. She even whimpered a bit.
What the hell was she doing with that laundry? “Are you okay...”
“What are you doing home so early?” she asked, cutting me off.
“I finished work early. Is everything okay in there?”
“What?” She wiped some sweaty hair off her forehead. “Yes. Why wouldn’t it be? Everything is fine. I’m not doing anything weird.”
She was definitely doing something weird. “Really? Because now it seems like you are…”
“I’m just doing laundry!” She slammed the door shut in my face.
What the heck was that about? Had she been pooping and didn’t want me to know? I chuckled to myself.I love how weird she is.
I went down the hall and looked at the pictures I’d uncovered over the weekend. Pictures of my time playing football for Fiorentina in the 80s. I was still annoyed that we didn’t win the trophy. But now I had another chance. And I definitely missed that mustache. It was a great look. I was about to snap my fingers to change my look when Ash walked up in a towel.
“Sorry about that,” she said.
“You okay?” It seemed like she’d been taking a massive shit. It had taken her forever to come back out.
“I’m great. The shower is finally fixed.” She pointed to her wet hair.
“Oh yeah? How’d you manage that? I thought all the plumbers you texted were busy for the next few weeks.”
“They were. But then I texted you that saucy picture and you had a plumber arrive in less than an hour.”
“What picture?”
“You know which picture.”
“I really don’t. Are you sure you sent it to me?”
Destiny’s voice filled the apartment: “I intercepted the picture and sent it to the plumber. Here is what we sent him.”
Ash looked super nervous again. “Ah! Destiny! No! Wait. How did you even hack my phone like that?”
Destiny ignored her.
My phone beeped with a text from Destiny. I pulled out my phone and stared at the picture. Ash was full nude taking a selfie in the bathroom mirror with the shower in the background. Her tits looked amazing. And the accompanying text read: “Can you please come fix my shower?”
I looked up at Ash. “So the plumber got this picture?”
“I guess so! Because Destiny hijacked my phone! But I was trying to send it to you! Anyway, uh…we should probably go check your lamp...”
“Why?” I asked.
“No reason.” Ash pressed her lips together. She looked so guilty.
“Baby, did you fuck the plumber?”
“Will you be mad if I say yes? Wait! You aren’t allowed to be. Because he’s not your friend. And I showed you a picture!”
“How about you tell me the whole story?” I couldn’t wait to hear what she came up with this time. I wondered what fairytale or movie she’d base this story on.
“Nope. I can’t look you in the eye while I tell you about it.”
“Okay. I’ll go into my masturbatorium. You can tell me through the door.” Maybe the story she retold would be a sexy one. With no one crying in the corner.
