Page 476 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
He was too lost in his crossword puzzle to even hear me.
I tapped louder and he looked up. As soon as he saw me, he dropped everything and ran over. He cracked the door and poked his head out.
“How can I help you?”
“I’m on a scavenger hunt. I just need to pop in real quick to take a few pictures. You can watch me the whole time.”
He paused. I could tell he was conflicted. “I wish I could help. But if anyone saw it on the security cameras, I’d lose my job.”
“I swear it’s only like two things. Here, look at the list.” I handed the list to him. “The circled items are the ones I wanna do here.”
He looked down the list at the circled items: the samurai helmet and posing in the display window.
“Sorry, I can’t…”
“Oh yeah,” I said. “I’m also gonna fulfill #8 while posing with the samurai helmet. Two for the price of one.”
He looked back at the list. And that was when he realized that I’d just told him I was gonna get topless with the samurai helmet. “Alright,” he said. “You have five minutes. And I get to be with you the whole time.”
“Thank you so much!” I got on my tiptoes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. And then I ran past him to the back door and waved in the rest of my team. We all posed in the window of the gift shop. And then the guard took us to the samurai helmet. I picked it up and put it on.
“Hey,” said the security guard. “I didn’t say you could touch it.”
“Sure you did.” I smiled at him and pulled my tits out.
Now it was Chad’s turn to be pissed.
“Babe, what the hell? We already did the topless photo!”
“Only because you insisted on showing me off to everyone on that sidewalk, you naughty boy. Speaking of naughty boys…the security guard only agreed to let us in because he knew I’d be getting topless with the samurai helmet.” I turned to him and stuck my tits out. “Worth it?”
The guard nodded.
I grabbed a samurai sword off the wall and posed for the picture.
And then we rushed out and got into the limo.
Chad took the list and scanned down it. Then he checked his watch. “Well damn. We’re only one hour in and we’re almost halfway done.”
“Told you I had a plan,” I said.
“Actually, we might be more than halfway done.” He pointed to #10: Something heinous. “Do you think wearing that priceless samurai helmet counts as something heinous?”
Maybe. But I didn’t want it to. “No way.”
“Really? I think it might.”
“You wearing that thong is heinous,” whispered Scooter.
Chad punched his arm. “Don’t be jealous that I have the physique to pull it off. Seriously though, the samurai helmet might count.”
“It’s borderline,” I said. “Especially since it overlaps with another list item. Do you really want to risk it?” I certainly didn’t want to. Because the heinous act I had planned was going to be the highlight of my night. “By the way, do you remember the number that Adonis wrote on the ball?”
“Why?” he asked.
“Because he needs to come give me a piggyback ride.”And for the heinous act. I pressed my legs together just thinking about it.
It was going to be absolutely heinous. And oh so fun.
