Page 287 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Robert took forever showing off the cool tech they were working on. He was just wasting time.
“Oooh, what’s that?” asked Nigel and pointed to a very thin laptop.
“A laptop,” said Robert.
“No. Really? Mine is much thicker. More like a brick.”
Robert laughed. “How old is your laptop, man?”
“Relatively new, I think. It even has the internets. I’ve learned how to turn it on. That took a month. And now I’ve graduated to searching the internets. Did you know that if you type a question into the Google, it tells you the truth?”
Robert laughed. “That’s not how Google works.”
Nigel shook his head. “Yes it is.”
“Definitely not. Wait. I need to hear the whole story of how you two met. Or do most genies just hang out together? Like a weird genie club?”
“Please lower your voice,” I said.
“I’ve known Tanner since we both got cursed,” said Nigel. “I tattled on him for being a naughty boy. He seduced a woman in the sultan’s harem. And then I got in trouble for not keeping secretses.” Nigel’s shoulders slumped. “I hate secretses.”
Robert laughed. “Nigel ratted on you?”
I sighed. “Yes.”
“Shouldn’t you two hate each other then?”
“At first Master Tanner hated me very much,” said Nigel. “He kept trying to kill me.”
Someone in a nearby cubicle gave us a weird look.
“He only jests,” I said.
“No, remember when you threw me off a balcony on Bourbon Street? Or that time you had Blackbeard make me walk the plank? Or when you tried to light me on fire...”
“With his cum?” Robert asked.
“What?” I shook my head. “No. Stop dicking around, Robert, and take me to my lamp.”
Robert sighed. “Fine. This way.” He finally took us down the hall and to the vault.
I held my breath as Robert put in the code.
Would COOPER be written on my lamp? It had to be, right?
The panel turned red. “Oopsies,” said Robert. “I put the wrong password in. It’s going to be locked for three hours now.”
“WHAT?! Damn it!”
Robert folded his arms and leaned against the vault door. “Can’t you tell if you’re free by trying to skeet? And seeing if you light everything on fire?”
“Oh.”Huh.I shrugged.
“How about you do that snappy thing and take us to your masturbatorium. I want the specs of that. Daphne thinks I don’t need one, but we’ve agreed to disagree.”
I didn’t care about anything he’d just said. But I could at least test the skeet theory. I snapped my fingers and we appeared inside my masturbatorium.
Robert looked around. He walked over and poked the hand that Ash had controlled.
