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THE BILLIONAIRE'S AFFAIR Chapter 127
We entered another room where two bartenders were mixing drinks at a full bar. I suppose Connor had just been playing the odds when he made the crack about being there for the food, but there was indeed a spread that would have made the Dubai Hotel jealous. Mildly, anyway. Displays of exotic fruits and tiny pastries, more decadent desserts than I had ever seen in my life, and a small army of waiters walking around offering people bacon-wrapped scallops, chunks of seared ahi, bits of filet mignon, and the usual hors d’oeuvres and canapés.“You were right about the free food,” I marveled. “We should have skipped dinner and eaten here.”“I liked eating with the person I had dinner with.” While I beamed, Conner turned around. I followed his gaze to the corner of the room, where Lewis Vonder smiled widely and toasted us with a glass of champagne. Connor gave a fake smile back and muttered between his teeth, “Here, not so much.”“You afraid it’s like fairyland?”He looked over at me. “Huh?”
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I so didn’t belong here.“And who are you?” a woman’s voice asked.I whirled around to see a gorgeous blonde, probably about my age, with upswept hair and a shimmering red dress that showed off her rather large boobs. If they were fake, her surgeon had done an incredibly good job at disguising it.“Um… Lily Ross,” I said shyly. I felt like a little girl, and she was a va-va-voom Woman.I was glad Connor wasn’t here to see her.She was holding a champagne glass in the air, and she cocked her head slightly to the side as she looked me up and down. “And what do you do?”“I’m a… a secretary.”“Oh.”Her voice was full of polite disdain. Besides being threatened by her, I started to actively dislike her.“Why, what do you do?” I asked, more out of social habit than anything else.One hand fluttered to her cleavage, and she looked soooo happy I’d asked. “I’m an award-winning photographer, but I just co-wrote a screenplay with a good friend of mine who writes for TV. His agent at CAA is takin
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We arrived safe back at the hotel, much to Johnny’s relief. He made us promise not to leave the room without telling him, then said goodnight and went into his room across the way.“It’s early, only ten o’clock,” Connor said. “What do you want to do?”“Dessert.”“Literal, or figurative?”“Mmmmm. Both.”So we ordered up room service: a bottle of champagne and a selection of lovely things – the most perfect creme brulee I’d ever tasted, strawberries in whipped cream… and more chocolate.We sat on the sofa in the main room, lit only by the lights of the city, and alternated between kisses and feeding each other bits of the desserts.I was tipsy again when I purred suggestively, “Well, we did what I wanted to do… so what do you want to do?”“Well… we could get that camera and – ”“NO.”He laughed. “What was your list again? The list of ‘don’ts’? Nothing painful… nothing degrading…”“No ‘in through the out door,’” I said.“I don’t recall movies being on that list.”“And nothing that can go
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His hands reached through my legs, and his hands came up around my breasts, taking my nipples in his palms. He began to fondle me, softly, slowly, sensually –And I felt his tongue lick at my lips again.But wetter.More urgent.And this time, I felt him plunge deeper.I gasped with pleasure.One hand stayed on my left breast, gently massaging it, but the other hand withdrew.I waited, caught between the luscious bliss as he licked me below, and the anticipation of the brief sting of his hand on my skin.And waited.And waited.And waited.The not knowing was unbearable.And then he slapped me again.Harder.Jostling me deeper.But the second after he did, his tongue plunged deep inside me.I cried out from the slight pain, and moaned louder from the pleasure.He pulled out.“Are you okay?”“Don’t stop,” I begged.I could almost hear him grin, I swear to God.And then he began to fuck me with his tongue.Moving it in, and out, and in, and out, letting it slip out and lick my lips, bar
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Afterwards, we lay there in bed, me by his side and running my fingers over his chest.“Well, now I know why you had me take a bath,” I mused.He laughed. “See, it wasn’t so bad, was it?”I poked him in the ribs, and he made a wuUAaah sound as he arched away.“You broke the rules,” I said in a pissed-off voice.“Nooo, I just bent them a little.”“No ‘in’ through the out door.”“I think you came up with that rule for something slightly… larger.”It was true, but…“This better not turn into ‘give ‘em an inch and they’ll take a mile.’”“It won’t,” he said with a smile. “And it wasn’t degrading, was it?”“Nooo, but it was a little bit painful.”“What,” he frowned, “the – ”“NO, NOT THAT,” I said, blushing furiously, not wanting him to name what he’d done to me. “Just the… the spanking part.”“Did you like it, though?”I thought about how to answer. “…yyyyes…”“Ha HAA!” he crowed.“ – but that’s not a license to get all crazy on me all the time,” I scolded him.He grinned. “Only on special
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Johnny refused to leave us there unprotected while he went and got the limo, so we took a cab back to the parking lot.“You’re kind of the third wheel here, man,” Connor joked as we all sat scrunched in the back of the taxi.“After what you put me through today, you and I are not talking,” Johnny said. I thought he was seriously angry, but then I caught his eye, and he gave me a wink and a quick smile before turning his face to stone again.We got in the limo and started back towards Los Angeles. Now the feelings that I’d been trying to push away the entire day suddenly reared their ugly head in full force. It was coming to an end.I didn’t have him for much longer.In fact, I would probably never see him again.I snuggled in tight beside him, with his arm wrapped around me, and I tried to be happy, thinking about all the amazing things I’d done and felt in the last 48 hours……but all I could think of was how much I was going to be hurting very, very soon.Connor noticed I was glum,
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And then I realized I didn’t have a key.“Ohhh, man…”I went over to the call box with a silent prayer for my roomie to be home. There was no reason she wouldn’t be – despite the Friday clubbing, Anh was more of a homebody. Quiet, dependable, even-keeled.She probably would have said the same about me just a couple of days ago.She answered the intercom cautiously. “Hello?”“Hey Anh, it’s me. I’m here with… my friend…”I saw Connor’s smirk out of the corner of my eye.“…and I don’t have my key. Can you let us in?”“Sure!”BZZZZT. I opened the gate and led the way.Anh met me at the door, eyes wide with curiosity. “Hey!”“Hey,” I said, and gave her a little hug.And then Connor walked up behind me, carrying the bags.Anh’s face went from happy and curious to dumbfounded.I knew why. With his wind-tousled locks and glowing tan, and his gorgeous face and ripped muscles, Connor looked like a movie star out of one of our romantic comedy DVDs.He didn’t belong in our dumpy little two-bedroo
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“I just want – ”“You said you wanted me to come with you, but what does that mean? For how long?”“I don’t know how long – ”“Well, give me something – a day? A week? A month?”“I don’t know!” he barked. “We’ll see how it goes!”The ice was growing inside me now, the crystals branching off like the limbs of a tree, filling me slowly. “Oh… I see. I’m just supposed to be convenient, until you get tired of me.”He was really angry now. “I don’t know how long – I just know that, right now, I don’t want ‘forever,’ okay?”If my heart was frozen before, it shattered into pieces when he said that.He must have seen it on my face, because I heard desperation creep into his voice. “That didn’t come out right.”“I think it came out exactly the way you meant it.”“All I’m saying is…”He breathed out hard, then regrouped.“You knew what I was asking Friday night! I said, ‘come with me this weekend.’ Not ‘let’s get married,’ not ‘let’s move in together’ – come with me for this weekend.”“I know th
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The only part that was slightly sad was that Connor’s mother and brother didn’t attend. His mother was still under heavy psychiatric care. She wouldn’t have even known what was going on, according to Connor. As much as I disliked Lenora Templeton, that news saddened me. I only wanted her out of my life. I didn’t want her to end up like this.His brother had checked himself into rehab. Though he sent his congratulations, Vincent told Connor that he didn’t think he could attend, knowing what Miranda had done and how she had met her end. He felt he was still in too precarious a situation emotionally to leave the safety of the rehab center.I know that Connor still bore a lot of anger and hurt towards his mother and brother, but he would have liked to have had them there – as long as they behaved themselves.Things were improving, though. His mother was gradually getting better, and Connor had worked out a deal to take over as interim CEO of the Templeton Group while his brother was in r
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But as far as wedding days go, it wasn’t the only one.Come on, I’d gotten married in sopping wet clothes, on a deserted island in the Caribbean, with only four people total in attendance.Did you really think I wasn’t going to have a billionaire-style shindig, with all my family and friends?Connor and I decided on it spontaneously, as soon as we got back home. But rather than hold it in New York City, with all its bad memories from the last couple of weeks, we held it two weeks later in Lake Cuomo, Italy. Have you ever seen pictures of Lake Cuomo? It’s like an Italian Renaissance fairytale. George Clooney bought a residence there, with good reason – it’s one of the most beautiful places on earth. And that’s where we had our wedding.There was only one shadow hanging over the entire day.After we were escorted back to St. Vincent by the policemen, Connor immediately hired a team of divers to go down to inspect the yacht’s wreckage. There was one body in particular he wanted found.B
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It turns out Johnny was right: we didn’t see a single shark the entire way.That doesn’t mean it was a piece of cake. What with Johnny and Connor’s wounds, and my needing to rely on their help when I was tired, it took us almost an hour. By the time we got to the island, we were exhausted. But Sebastian was there to greet us. As we approached where the waves started to break, he saw us and started yelling and waving ecstatically from the beach.“A little help!” Johnny shouted at him. Sebastian immediately raced out into the waves and dragged me to shore. “Thank God, thank God,” he kept sobbing as he helped me lie down on the sand. Then he went back out and helped Johnny and Connor limp their way onto the beach.We all collapsed next to each other. Connor and I held hands as we stared up into the blue sky, too weary to speak.“I thought I’d never see you again,” Sebastian said, wiping tears from his face.I was touched; it was the most vulnerable I’d ever seen him.“No such luck,” Co
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The happiest moment of my life was when Connor proposed to me.The second was when he burst through that door.And the third was seeing the look of surprise on Miranda’s face when she realized what I had done to her.While Connor kept her talking, I picked the lock and undid the handcuffs from my right wrist. (Bobby pins to the rescue!) Then I grabbed Miranda’s arm and slapped the cuffs on her.Anytime I’m ever depressed about anything from now on for the rest of my life, I’m just going to remember the look of surprise on that murderous bitch’s face, and everything will be better. Instant anti-depressant.Miranda yanked her arm up with a clank! of the chain, but she was locked to the metal armrest of the chair – which was bolted to the floor.She screamed in fury, and pulled the gun’s trigger.BLAM!But I’d purposefully bumped her aim away from Connor – so all that happened was one of the creepy glass spider cases shattered into tiny shards.The gunshot hurt my ears, but I’d been expe
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I couldn’t take the shot. I wasn’t Johnny; my aim was good, but not stellar, and the floor was already at a 20 degree tilt. Miranda had her gun at point blank range to Lily’s head. If she pulled the trigger before I got her – I slowly held my .45 away from my body and let it fall to the floor.All the ugliness I knew was inside Miranda revealed itself on her face. It was the evil leer of a serial killer, the grin of a Great White Shark.“I win,” she gloated.My heart sank.It was over. I had failed.I looked at Lily, both sorrow and love welling up at once. She was seated in some sort of chair bolted to the floor, and was handcuffed to the metal armrest.Lily’s eyes were frantic, but her lips were moving. She was mouthing something…Keep her talking.I couldn’t tell for the life of me what she had in store, but I complied. I looked up at Miranda. “You win. You can do with me whatever you want, but please – let Lily go.”“Don’t waste your breath,” Miranda snarled. “Walk towards me w
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The door suddenly burst open, and there stood Connor with a gun in his hand, just like the star of an action movie.My heart soared with love – and fear. Because Miranda was standing behind my chair, just like the villain in an action movie.I was between them – Miranda’s human shield.I felt the barrel of Miranda’s pistol jam against the back of my head.“Drop it,” she commanded, “or I kill her.”Connor looked at me helplessly.“Don’t worry about me – shoot her!” I begged him.But he wouldn’t take the chance. He held the gun slowly away from him and let it fall to the floor. CLUNK.I felt Miranda’s pistol stop pressing against my scalp, then saw it appear next to me as it pointed at Connor.“I win,” she said, and I could hear the sneering triumph in her voice.
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I rushed over to Leo’s body, staggering in the tilting hallway as I ran.He was lying face-up on the ground, a pool of blood spreading out beneath him on the floor.He saw me coming. Tried weakly to lift his AR-15 – I put two more rounds in him with my .45.BLAM BLAM.He lay still after that.Adrenaline coursed through me like a drug, sharpening my senses while making everything unreal.I felt sick. I had just killed a man. I had just taken a life. He was a traitor, yes, and someone who was planning to hand me over to be killed – but still, I felt queasy.Lily.She was all that mattered. I pulled myself together.“Nice shooting,” Eve said in my ear. “Oh ye of little faith.”“What?” At first I thought she meant something about me doubting my abilities to shoot someone, which didn’t make any sense.“You thought I was a turncoat? AGAIN?”“Oh,” I said sheepishly. “Sorry about that.”“Hmph. We’ll talk later. Go down the hallway the way you were originally heading – there’s a half-dozen g
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BOOM.There was a massive explosion somewhere on the ship. Every glass pane in the spider terrariums rattled, and a couple cracked.“What the hell?” Miranda said, and stumbled to her feet as the yacht began to tilt to one side.After my initial shock from the blast, I watched Miranda’s face. She was reacting with more fear – in fact, with more emotion – than I’d ever seen her display before.She looked back at me, her eyes wide with surprise.After all the indignities the bitch had put me through, I couldn’t resist. “Guess my fiancé’s here,” I said, and gave her a little smile.
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I was halfway down the deck when Eve spoke in my ear. “Connor, there’s a problem.”“What?” I whispered.“Juan and Leo are on the other side of the yacht, but I’m not getting any video feeds of them.”There was a dull WHUP in the distance, then another one a few seconds later.Not like gunshots, exactly. But they did sound like a heavy book being dropped on a wood floor.I ducked into an alcove with a door in it, and hunkered down into a squatting position. “Juan? Leo?”“We separated, and Juan ran into a guard,” Leo’s voice said. “Juan’s dead, but I got the other guy before he could sound the alarm.”SHIT. Already things were going to hell, and we’d barely engaged the enemy yet.But… something didn’t make sense…I frowned. “I heard two silenced shots. How come I didn’t hear any regular gunfire?”“They’ve got suppressors, too. The first one was the guy shooting Juan, the second was me shooting the guard.”I couldn’t put my finger on it, but something seemed off. I just chalked it up to
