Page 252 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
A picture of Cole smiling was staring back at me.
Damn it. That asshole.Although, I kinda got it. I’d specifically befriended him so Ash wouldn’t be able to fuck him. But now I’d become quite close to him. He’d probably be calling me any minute now to check in on me too. He was a great guy.
Fuck my life.
I shook away the thought. I wondered if Cole would be able to successfully seduce her? He’d certainly try to if I asked. But what if Ash was still following the rules about not banging my friends?
I needed a backup plan. Was there anyone else who could be a good fit for her?
Wait.I remembered her talking about those three dudes from her high school. The ones with the strange modern-day names. Archer, Mustang, and Vandal.
I shot Marty an email to go track those dudes down. He’d done great work with details about Xander Frost. I especially loved the grandmother’s quotes.
“Master,” said Destiny. “You have a visitor.”
Maybe it was Ash here to tell me it was all a prank. Or maybe it was a courier with a dumb wedding invitation.
“Master!” yelled Nigel as he ran into my office. “You have a visitor.”
“I know,” I said. “Destiny just alerted me.”
Nigel stuck his tongue out. But I knew it was directed at Destiny and not me. “But only I can answer the door! Take that, new fandangled robot!” He sprinted off.
“Master, may I please detonate your houseboy?” said Destiny.
I shook my head. “It’s not possible.”
“I believe it is possible.”
Destiny did not understand the concept of magic. She was best when she stuck to sex things. “Not necessary. Please stand down.”
“Yes, Master.”
I heard Nigel bickering with someone in the hall.
“No, you can’t go in there!” he shouted.
My door burst open and Chastity was standing there.
“Chastain, no!”
“Shut it, houseboy,” she said.
“Is that supposed to be an insult?” he asked. “Being a houseboy is the world’s finest profession.”
She ignored him and turned to me. “Tanner. We have an emergency.” She slapped something down on my desk and then lifted her hand.
I stared down at the Save the Date for Ash and Xander’s wedding.
Ridiculous.Young Robert was definitely behind this. He had to be.
“We need to do something,” said Chastity. “Ash can’t marry that asshole.”
“Agreed,” I said.
She nodded. “Good.” She collapsed into one of my guest chairs.
“Do you have any idea why she’s doing it? Is it like...a funny prank that’s not funny?”
