Page 597 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
I grabbed Ash’s arm while Slavanka grabbed the girl.
Ash stared at the girl in horror. “So sorry for the interruption. Please continue.”
When the girl didn’t move, Ash scooped her up like a baby and placed her back on top of the guy’s dick. “There you go.” She patted them each on the head, curtsied, and then backed away.
How the hell did Ash just lift that girl?Did banana juice give her super-human strength?
I’d dive into that later, but for now, we had to get out of here. The guards on the ground would have seen what we did. They were probably already on their way up here.
I glanced at the phone to see what room we were in and then I ushered Ash and Slavanka into the bathroom.
In less than two minutes we’d unscrewed the air vent, climbed in, and pulled it back into place.
“Where we go now?” asked Slavanka.
“We need to navigate to the bachelorette suite.” I pulled a blueprint out of my pocket and rolled it out in the duct. “We’re here,” I said, pointing to room 2004. “And we need to get here.” I dragged my finger all the way over to the bachelorette suite on the other side of the building.
And then we got to crawling.
Even with my knees of steel, I would have thought that this journey would be tough on them. But there was some sort of padding in these suits. It felt like I was crawling on one of those $100,000 space-age memory foam mattresses Daddy had just installed in his flagship hotel.
“Did you tell Justin to put padding in the knees, Slavanka?” I asked
“No, no. We only talk about Stalinkini.”
“Then how’d he know we’d be crawling?” And then my mouth dropped. “That naughty boy must have thought we’d need built-in kneepads for all the blowjobs we’d be giving!” Which was actually a pretty astute assumption. But oddly enough, these catsuits were the only outfits I’d ordered that Ididn’texpect to be giving any blowjobs in. They were strictly for rappelling and crawling.
Lame, I know. But luckily this phase was just about over.
I peered through the vent to make sure none of the bridesmaids were in the bathroom, and then kicked the vent out of the way.
We all crawled out onto the vanity. I was happy to see that all the outfits I’d laid out for them were gone. The only thing that remained of my gift was the fake note from the bride’s future husband.
“Alright, girls,” I said as I retrieved the duffel bag that I’d stashed under the vanity. “Welcome to phase 4 of the plan.”
“Which is…?” asked Ash.
“The best phase.”
“Or maybe the second best. Phase 5 is gonna be pretty epic too.” I unzipped the duffel bag and pulled out three black monokinis and matching pairs of Odegaards.
Ash held one of the monokinis up and looked at the big bold letters across the front. “Bride squad? Chastity, this is no time for a bachelorette party! The guards are going to be searching every room on this floor. We’ve gotta make a run for it before it’s too late!”
“This is actually the perfect time for a bachelorette party. Where else could three girls as sexy as us blend in perfectly?”
“But they’ve seen our faces.”
“Briefly, yes. But Teddybear is gonna take care of that.”
“I am?” he asked into my earpiece.
“Yes.”
“How exactly?”
“See the picture on the desktop titledThree Hot Randos?”
“Uhh…”
