Page 39 of Going for Gold (Sweet Cravings 3)

I tried to maintain my poker face. "I don't know who's giving you your intel, but that wasn't me." How the hell did he know that was me?

"Good, deny it to the end. See, I knew you were the right man for the job."

"I'm sorry, but I'm really not. If you're trying to rig the games, you'll need to get a ton of the top athletes on your payroll. I couldn't possibly rig however many events you have in your parlay. It'll never work."

Rodrigo shook his head and turned to one of the strippers next to him. "I don't get it, Isadora. Why doesn't he want to work with us?"

"It is possible he wants a payment," said Isadora with a sexy accent.

"What kind of payment do you think he wants?"

"I could suck his cock." Isadora stood up and unhooked her bra. It fell to the ground to reveal her oversized, tan tits. On paper, she was attractive. Big tits, tiny waist, flat stomach, toned legs - every physical trait a man might describe he wants in a woman. But none of it was real, especially her smile. Sure, her lips formed a smile, but her eyes just weren't in it. Seeing her just made me kind of sad, not horny. I'd take a real woman over Isadora any day of the week. Especially a real woman with a volleyball ass like Alina's.

"Not a bad idea. What do you say, Bryce? Is this what you were holding out for?"

"No, I just really don't think I can help." All I wanted to do tonight was get to know Alina better, not contract HIV from some Brazilian stripper.

Isadora made a pouty face. "You like Giovanna more, yes?"

The other stripper stood up and dropped her bra. Her tits looked exactly the same as Isadora's. They must have had the same surgeon.

"You're both very beautiful, but..."

"Maybe you want us together?" The girls started kissing and rubbing each other's tits.

"Come on, Bryce," said Rodrigo. "You can have both of them at the same time. You'd really pass that up?"

"I'm sorry, I just don't think I'm the right man for the job."

"What if they fuck you?"

"Right here?" asked Isadora. "In middle of club?" She glanced at Rodrigo. She must have gauged his reaction, because she quickly added, "Yes, this will be such fun."

I sighed. I clearly wasn't going to get out of here without agreeing to give Rodrigo what he wanted. It didn't mean I had to follow through. "As lovely as you ladies are, I think I'm going to have to pass."

Anger flashed across Rodrigo's face.

"But," I continued, "I will help you. I'll need a nice budget to work on, though. Rigging events isn't easy."

Rodrigo clapped his hands together as the girls sat back down next to him. "Now we're talking! I knew you'd come around."

"So how are we gonna do this?" I asked. "Do you have a list of events and your desired results?"

"Not exactly." Rodrigo pulled a smartphone out of his pocket and tossed it to me. "Check the drafts folder every morning. If I have any jobs for you, I'll put them in there. Delete the drafts immediately after you read them so that there's no trace of what we planned."

"Okay. Done."

"If you need money for supplies, I have ways of getting it to you."

"Good. And payment for my services?" I asked. If I was going to pretend to help him, I had to act legit. He'd know something was up if I didn't want money.

"Ten grand, once everything is finished."

"Twenty."

"Fifteen."

"Deal." I stood up and we shook hands. I was just glad this shit was over. I'd dump the cell phone as soon as I could and hopefully never hear from him again.

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