All Chapters of The Billionaire's Seduction : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Shawty had one goal in mind as she sat down at the bar, exhausted from partying on the dance floor; her ankles were killing her, especially since she had two knives hidden inside her heels as precautions. The nightclub kept up its energy, its customers dancing to the rhythm unaware of the predator that stood just a couple feet from there.She surveyed her mark, a plump, greedy-looking man who was shoveling food and drinks into his mouth. He was surrounded by bodyguards and several women, but despite that, Shawty knew his attention was solely on her. He had been staring at her while she danced, mesmerized by the flexibility of her hips, and with only one thought on his mind, how could he get her to move like that for him?The man signaled to one of his men to come closer, and with a quick whisper to one of his subordinates' ears, he walked towards Shawty with practiced steps. He sat down on a seat beside her, cleared his throat, and ordered two drinks.“This one is for you.” He spoke sw

She found her next target, although she wasn’t going to try and kill him; she wanted something more intimate. Her target was tall—far taller than her—with blonde hair and pale eyes, and he looked to be stoned out of his mind. He was sitting on the same chair that she had been sitting on when Roderick bought her the drink. He had a slight flush to his face and was trying hard to hide the raging boner he had.“Did you take my drink?” she asked as she saw her drink in his hands. She hadn’t finished it but now it was empty. She was extremely worried about the man considering she didn’t exactly know what Roderick had put in it. Although her best guess was an aphrodisiac, he had probably intended to use it to keep her pliable.“Bad habit of mine,” The man chuckled, he offered his hand to her. She took it. “Name’s Frederick Taylor but you call me Fred. I’m sorry for what I did. Let me buy you a new one.”He was extremely charming and it might have been the aphrodisiac but Shawty was imagining

“Take me to Hawkthorne academy.” She demanded, she even tossed extra money at the driver, suppressing any further protests. He reversed the cab and entered another street. They were driving farther and farther away from the city.“If you wait here. I’ll give you an extra 100 pounds.” She said as she closed the door, the driver nodded his head and rolled up the windows, keeping the heater on.The boarding school she was walking towards was a beehive of activity, they were having a football game, she stood behind the benches hoping to catch a glimpse of her sister and there she was dribbling past her opponents and towards the goal post. She was the reason Shawty had taken up this deadly trade.Emily Shelliot was like a sister to her , they had been friends raised in the same orphanage until they were separated, the adopters had only wanted a child, months later her uncle found her and took her to his home. Until she ran into Emily again, beaten and bruised on the street by her adopted fa

She wanted to laugh at his corny lines but she decided it was better to keep shut. She was slightly charmed by her words.“You’re delusional.” She said simply.“Perhaps but I choose to use this opportunity to get to know you better.”“And?”“Whatever happens will happen,” He said with a simple shrug, he flagged down a cab. It parked near them and he got into it. “I need to get back to my hotel. Got an important memo I need to send to my company.”“Alright then.”“Hold on,” He told the cabdriver. Then he turned to face Shawty with a radiant smile. “Can I get your number? There are many things we have to go over.”She nodded his head and gave him a burner phone number, she would have to find another alternative way to speak with him.“Thanks. See you soon” The cab sped off, leaving Shawty alone. She watched the cab drive off with the eccentric billionaire.“Idiot,” She muttered. “You’re so close to death and you don’t even realize it.”When she turned on the lights of her mostly empty ap

There was a slight hesitation from Shawty’s end, Frederick could hear her breath, the same breath that had turned him on last night. It was shocking that it had been barely a day and he had so many surprises and excitement.“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” she finally said.“Positive. Also could you come over to the hotel for dinner. You won’t regret it.”“I’ll think about it.” She cut the call.Frederick dropped his phone on the bed, he used the hotel phone to start making plans.What are you doing? This was a perfect opportunity to kill him.She debated that with herself inwardly as she walked home. She wondered why she hadn’t totally agreed to it. A simple date with him, especially one that was private would have made it easier for her to kill him. She could have asked him to walk her home afterwards while he, not minding the distance, would have agreed to and then she could have easily killed him with her poisoned lipstick.“I have to do it.” She told herself.She scrolled throug