His Secret Request: Billionaire Secrets - Book Three by Drew Sinclair Page A
Authors: Drew Sinclair
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tenderness of the caress only made things worse.
The contact was too little, too final, too full of pity without any real connection.
"You can get dressed now." He said. "And our time together is over. You can stay the night here if you like or if you prefer I can arrange to have you taken anywhere you want to go."
He waited but the broken girl made no response.
"If you need me," He said. "I'll be in the dining room downstairs."
He left quietly and when the door closed behind him Suzy rolled over, curled up and like a child and began to sob. Softly at first but then building intensity until the wails had become uncontrollable.
Candy had been right all along. She couldn't do it. It wasn't her. Maybe the bard bitten female body guard would have up to the task but she was nothing like that.
Why in hell had she thought she could behave like something, like somebody she was not? Book smarts she had, but in the bedroom she was as innocent as they came.
Chapter Four
Suzy looked down at her feet in the dirty, sand covered trainers she had pulled on to go over to her neighbor's house.
It had been four days since she had left Redmond with the cute guy who had taken him in without so much as a question as to why or when he would be picked up. She felt like the worst person in the world but what else could she have done? Nadia had been in trouble and she would make it up to the guy somehow anyway.
If he deserved. He was a guy after all. He would probably just use it as an excuse to try and get into her pants, into life, into her God damn world.
Only last night she had been lying in tears in Ruben Mayweather's over the top luxury home but after a short time she had pulled herself together, found her clothes and then practically run down the stairs to find him sitting in the living room staring into space.
As soon as he heard her he took off the eyeglasses he was wearing and stood up.
"Suzy." he said and then stopped when he saw she had been crying."What's the matter?"
"Get me out of here."
"You don’t have to go."
"Yes I do."
"I think I may have made a very great mistake."
"No mistakes Mayweather. In fact, I think everything went exactly according to your twisted little plan. Now I've kept up my end of the bargain but don't forget that you made a promise to me too. You promised me Nadia and I'm holding you to that."
"Of course." he nodded, his gaze withdrawing into impenetrable look she had seen in so many of his pictures on the internet.
"I also want my laptop."
"It's right here. " He pointed to it sitting on the table.
"And I want my free ride back home to Oregon."
"Also not a problem."
She stormed to the kitchen table to pick up her laptop but in her anger stumbled and careened towards the kitchen floor. The tiles loomed closer but before she hit the ground Ruben was there, catching her as expertly as an acrobat.
For a split second the contact was intimate, close, exactly what she had craved after her terrifying 'one-kiss' orgasm, but it was too late. She pushed him away.
"Thank you." She mumbled and turned to pick up the laptop.
"You need to listen to me Suzy."
"No I don't." She turned on him. "Our contract is now over, so I don’t have to listen to any more of your creepy bullshit."
"There was one more promise you made."
Shit. She rolled her eyes and hissed angrily. It was true. In return for blindfolding her as against teasing her to death with the strip of satin she had promised to 'say' something for him. Surely he couldn't turn that into a sex game.
"So tell me. How are you going to pervert this one? What are you going to make me say to twist my thoughts around to your perverted fantasies?"
He looked steadily into her eyes.
"I want you to say this one thing and then any obligation you have to me is absolved. Immediately and forever."
"What is it?" She spat the words at him.
"Ruben Mayweather."
She rolled her eyes again and then repeated; "Ruben
The contact was too little, too final, too full of pity without any real connection.
"You can get dressed now." He said. "And our time together is over. You can stay the night here if you like or if you prefer I can arrange to have you taken anywhere you want to go."
He waited but the broken girl made no response.
"If you need me," He said. "I'll be in the dining room downstairs."
He left quietly and when the door closed behind him Suzy rolled over, curled up and like a child and began to sob. Softly at first but then building intensity until the wails had become uncontrollable.
Candy had been right all along. She couldn't do it. It wasn't her. Maybe the bard bitten female body guard would have up to the task but she was nothing like that.
Why in hell had she thought she could behave like something, like somebody she was not? Book smarts she had, but in the bedroom she was as innocent as they came.
Chapter Four
Suzy looked down at her feet in the dirty, sand covered trainers she had pulled on to go over to her neighbor's house.
It had been four days since she had left Redmond with the cute guy who had taken him in without so much as a question as to why or when he would be picked up. She felt like the worst person in the world but what else could she have done? Nadia had been in trouble and she would make it up to the guy somehow anyway.
If he deserved. He was a guy after all. He would probably just use it as an excuse to try and get into her pants, into life, into her God damn world.
Only last night she had been lying in tears in Ruben Mayweather's over the top luxury home but after a short time she had pulled herself together, found her clothes and then practically run down the stairs to find him sitting in the living room staring into space.
As soon as he heard her he took off the eyeglasses he was wearing and stood up.
"Suzy." he said and then stopped when he saw she had been crying."What's the matter?"
"Get me out of here."
"You don’t have to go."
"Yes I do."
"I think I may have made a very great mistake."
"No mistakes Mayweather. In fact, I think everything went exactly according to your twisted little plan. Now I've kept up my end of the bargain but don't forget that you made a promise to me too. You promised me Nadia and I'm holding you to that."
"Of course." he nodded, his gaze withdrawing into impenetrable look she had seen in so many of his pictures on the internet.
"I also want my laptop."
"It's right here. " He pointed to it sitting on the table.
"And I want my free ride back home to Oregon."
"Also not a problem."
She stormed to the kitchen table to pick up her laptop but in her anger stumbled and careened towards the kitchen floor. The tiles loomed closer but before she hit the ground Ruben was there, catching her as expertly as an acrobat.
For a split second the contact was intimate, close, exactly what she had craved after her terrifying 'one-kiss' orgasm, but it was too late. She pushed him away.
"Thank you." She mumbled and turned to pick up the laptop.
"You need to listen to me Suzy."
"No I don't." She turned on him. "Our contract is now over, so I don’t have to listen to any more of your creepy bullshit."
"There was one more promise you made."
Shit. She rolled her eyes and hissed angrily. It was true. In return for blindfolding her as against teasing her to death with the strip of satin she had promised to 'say' something for him. Surely he couldn't turn that into a sex game.
"So tell me. How are you going to pervert this one? What are you going to make me say to twist my thoughts around to your perverted fantasies?"
He looked steadily into her eyes.
"I want you to say this one thing and then any obligation you have to me is absolved. Immediately and forever."
"What is it?" She spat the words at him.
"Ruben Mayweather."
She rolled her eyes again and then repeated; "Ruben
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