A Billionaire's Indecent Suggestion

It was one hour before departure. Safira found her cabin. Momentarily, she examined her cute, cozy cabin. It took her mind off the small but intense interaction she had with the guy in the elevator. She placed her suitcase on the bed and began unpacking. A smile crept up when she thought about that salacious smile he gave her."I can't believe I let Angela talk me into doing this cruise alone. Cruises just seem like they're for couples or a thing you do with your friends. Now I'm here unpacking all alone with this good-looking man watching me. "What am I supposed to do?" "Oh, before I forget, let me take out a change of clothes for later," Safira muttered as she put her things away.Safira sighed, trying to ignore the hints that the guy who stood by her taxi and then in the elevator was interested in her. She heard so many things about cruises, like people being able to find true love, others' heartbreak, and some just a good time. But true love, stuff like that never happens to her.

Adonis didn't know if he was ready to hear his father's solution. Lately, he and his mom have talked to him about settling down and starting a family, especially since he exited his twenties."Are you ready to get paid?!" His father said! “Kings are always ready." They looked at one another as Adonis waited for his dad to give the solution.”“Contract marriage!”Adonis laughed. "Are you joking? No, you are not. Dad, no, that’s going too far.”“My boy, it's the perfect solution. It’s no different from any other agreements you sign nearly daily.”Adonis looks suspiciously, smiling at him. Nothing inwardly excited him like his career did. He threw himself into his work and career enthusiastically. It brought him as much pleasure as a female's body in bed. But nothing about this sounded pleasurable at all. He blurted out, “I want children. I wouldn’t dare have children with a contract wife. Don’t you and Mom want grandchildren? You know Mom wants some. Bryce is a grown man, and she

Adonis entered his cabin room. “Wow! I’m impressed. I see my boy Beenie has taste. He’s not completely wretched. I must be rubbing off on him.” He opened the balcony door to his cabin suite and sat in the first chair he could find. Adonis sat there looking at the beautiful scene of the blue ocean, still blown away by the female beauty, which made him feel strange. "Or could this be motion sickness? I've never experienced motion sickness before. That's probably why the inside of my chest is feeling all crazy. It couldn't possibly be a girl making me feel this way." The more he thought about it, his heart pounded, beating unusually fast. Adonis went to stand up and grabbed his knees. They felt like they were going to buckle for a second. He headed back inside the cabin, thinking.“I’m a grown man, not some teenage boy. So what's happening to me? Ooh, I even felt flustered. I've never let anything or anyone in my adult life affect me that way.” It was all very unfamiliar emotional terr

Adonis stood back, observing the whole scene. He could see the girl. That sleazy, greasy-looking guitar player caught her off guard. Safifa looked around at other couples and people; they were busy trying to take pictures with the other band members. Safira didn't think she was being watched, but someone had their eyes on her the whole time. Maybe she was crazy or tipsy, but she felt like someone was watching her. But it didn't appear that someone was scoping her out other than the guitar player, and he was on stage.The guitar player moved alone, talking to someone else. When he was finished, he picked up his guitar, and they announced it was their last song for the night. He nodded in her direction with a smile as he sang another song, a beautiful ballad about a love worth waiting for. Although she enjoyed the lyrics, she knew only a few were fortunate enough to find that love. As soon as the last note faded away, the guitar player asked. "Did everyone enjoy the show?"Thunderou

Adonis waited silently for her response but thanked God there was no ring on her finger.Clearing her throat with a slight smile, she sat her glass of juice down on the table, purposely making him sweat. “Now, real ladies don't speak of such things."Wrinkling his forehead, a surprised grin appeared on Adonis's delectable lips as he slid his hand on top of hers, tenderly touching her briefly. "Forgive me, I'm sorry; please forgive me." Adonis immediately felt embarrassed for leading with that question.Safira reluctantly slid her hand away from his warm, caressing one because it was way too comfortable intermingling with hers…she hoped he didn’t hear the fast offbeat of her heart throbbing hard against her chest. “For you to ask me that, it’s one or two things. You mistakenly have been with someone not of legal age, or I look some dang old to you.” “No, that’s not it. You don’t look old; I have had a few girls lie to me about their age. I'm not all that interested in sitting in pris