Page 253 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“I have no idea. I think it’s...real?” She shook her head. “No. It can’t be. She hates him. But at the same time...you should have seen them today. They went to HR holding hands. Gag.”
I felt like gagging.
“She’s lost her mind,” said Chastity. “We have to do something. If she marries him she’ll regret it for the rest of her life. She’s in love with you. I know she is. You should have seen how upset she was when you ghosted her the past month.”
I cringed. I hadn’t meant to do that.Fuck.
“Speaking of which...what the hell! I’m here to ruin Ash’s new relationship, obvs, but I’m also here to give you a piece of my mind. Because as her bestie...”
“I got kidnapped trying to save Santa. Trust me, I would have rather been here with Ash. I hate that guy.”
“Santa?” Chastity raised her eyebrow. “TheSanta? The one with all the muscles?”
I guess?“Yes, his magic was stolen and I was just trying to help because...”
“Because Ash loves him so much.” She smiled.
“I mean, she loves him a moderate amount.”
“If you say so.”
“I do say so.”
“Well I don’t have to slap you then, I guess. Now back to destroying Ash’s wedding. We have to figure out a way to ruin it.”
“Agreed.” I was glad we were on the same page here. “And I have the perfect plan. I just need you to get her to Club Onyx on New Years Eve, and Ash’s awkwardness will handle the rest.”
“I need so many more details,” she said.
“We have a tradition at Club Onyx for New Years Eve. Two guys get on stage and ask for volunteers to get fucked by them. They get to choose from any girl who raises her hand. And once she gets up on stage...”
“Do you have video of this? I feel like I would understand it more with a video.”
“Of course. Destiny, could you please?”
“I can do it,” said Nigel. He tried to step in front of me to get to my computer, but Destiny had already brought the New Years footage up onto my screen.
Nigel grumbled. “You know what I think we should be doing? Talking to Frankie.”
Chastity rolled her eyes.
“Everyone deserves a true love match...”
“Nigel, this is an emergency,” said Chastity. “We can’t let Ash marry Mr. Frost. Focus.”
“I am focused. I just think that if Frankie was here we could work on finding her a coitus suitor.”
“Gross, pure boy.”
“Pure boys aren’t gross. They’re pure.”
Chastity shook her head. “You’re not even pure. You fucked Marie Antoinette.”
“But I was a different boy then. I didn’t even go by Nigel.”
“So you’re a born again virgin?”
“No, I’m a pure boy.”
