Her eyes grew at the recognition of my last name.
“You’ve heard of my father, I presume.”
“Yes.” I watched her swallow.
“So, now you know you’re safe with me.” I handed her the phone back. “Go ahead and send the message.”
“I—”
“Will make your wish come true if you do as I ask,” I finished for her.
“You sure are bossy.”
“I’m just a man who knows what he wants.”
“So one weekend with you, starting now, and you’ll make it so I can quit my job but still be able to pay my bills?”
“Absolutely.”
I could see the wheels spinning in her head. She knew of my father and knew I’d have the means to take care of her financially for the rest of her life if I wanted.
“I’ll take your word, but I have to call my friend Molly, not just text her and leave. Have you ever heard of girl code?”
I shook my head.
“Well, it means I can’t do what you ask. She and I came together. We leave together. That’s the rule.”
“But—” I began.
“But let me call her.”
I nodded. Chloe shifted and turned her head as if privacy was an option. There were people everywhere.
When the call connected, she said, “Where are you?” There was a pause. “I’m calling because I kinda sorta met someone.” Another pause. “Okay, not kinda, I have, and he wants me to leave with him, but I won’t…” She nodded her head. “Are you sure? I won’t leave you… Uh-huh. Okay, I’m texting you a picture of Ryan. It was actually his idea. And I’ll text you when I get there. Will talk later. Okay. Be safe. Tell Joe and Jeremy they better take good care of you.”
She hung up and cautiously met my gaze.
“What did she say?”
She flushed. “She told me to get my freak on.”
I grinned. I would have to thank her friend after this weekend. “Did you text her the picture of us?” I asked.
“I haven’t yet. I’m still not sure about this.”
I cupped her soft cheek, pushed my fingers through her silky hair to angle her head just right, and pressed my lips to hers in a quick kiss. I expected to feel something, lust, but it was more. A feeling of possession came over me. I guarded those thoughts as I said, “Now send your friend the message.”
Her hands shook as she sent the message. I held out my hand and she took it. “I promise you’ll enjoy this weekend,” I said.
“I can’t believe I’m really doing this.”
“Believe it.”
“I’m trusting you.”
“I swear I will deliver you back home in time for you to give your boss the message.”
On the way out, I saw Hugh coming through a door across the room. He didn’t notice as I walked away with his prize. The game was afoot, little did she know it. I would have her in my bed, and I would bury my seed so deep in her, she would be pregnant with my child before the weekend was over.
My driver was waiting at the curb when we arrived. I loved how amazed Chloe looked when she saw the limo waiting for us. Ian was inside, yet another surprise.
“Chloe Landon, this is Ian.”
Her head whipped to me. “How did you know my full name?”
“I make it my business to know everything about a woman I want to take home with me. Does that scare you?”
“Um…”
“It’s okay. Ian won’t bite. He’s my lawyer and is drawing up the contract.”
“Contract? Why do you need a contract? Are there cameras? Is this a TV show where you tell me this is all a joke?”
I placed my hand on her thigh and moved it up, under her dress. I shifted the slip of fabric to the side to stroke fingers over her wet slit. Though she tensed, she didn’t move my hand, notably because she was already turned on.
“Do you think a show would film this?”
Ian watched, and I winked at him.
“There is a lot of money involved if I’m to buy the company so you can have your revenge. I need some guarantees too.”
There was also my need to protect my privacy. As my wealth and visibility in public had grown, it was important that all my encounters outside of business be protected by non-disclosure agreements. It was also why sex wasn’t as enjoyable as it used to be since I had to get a signature before I could fuck.
The driver came to a stop. I pulled my hands free and slid my finger in my mouth. “Mmm, you’re sweet. We’ll certainly have fun. I plan to fuck you until you can’t move.”
Our door opened and she stared in awe at the house. I couldn’t blame her. It was larger than most houses and built with stone, more like a modern-day castle in its grandeur.
I didn’t live here full-time, but it didn’t matter. All the toys were ready. Let the games begin.