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“Curious about my club, are you?” he asks. I slowly cover myself with my blanket.
I shrug casually. “Well, I read all about your success carrying on your grandfather’s legacy and company. So I wonder what the other side of your business looks like.”
“Been reading up on me, have you?”
“Not to add fuel to your fire, but you’re a name that is often suggested as a match. So yes, I had to do my research.”
“And why was I never approached about any of these suggested matchings?” he asks smugly.
“Because I told them the truth. That your cock is less than three inches and that you’re a terrible cook with an offensive personality.”
“Hmm.” Is all he says. “Then you’re a little liar, aren’t you?”
“A tired one at that,” I add.
Silence.
“Stay on the line a little longer.”
I nestle into my pillows and angle the camera on the side. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Anything, really. Tell me how your day at work was?”
I chuckle. “You want me to talk about my day as you stroke yourself?”
“Yes,” he says adamantly.
My stomach fills with warmth, and I can’t help but smile, but I try to hide it as best as I can because I feel alive again. That hit of adrenaline where he makes me feel human. Not property but just a girl talking to a boy. The way it was always meant to be.
“Do you remember my client, Mirabella Latine? I’m pretty sure Layla had a threesome with her and her current beau.”
He chuckles. “Oh yeah, she told me about that.”
I gasp in shock. “You knew?!”
He casually shrugs, and it looks so boyish. He seems younger at the moment, pushing past the noticeable exhaustion. I wriggle more comfortably into bed.
“Hey, Dmitri?” I say quietly.
“Yes, Cricket?”
“I know we don’t know how this is going to end, but I want you to know that I’m grateful for you.”
His eyebrows furrow. “It’s going to end with you in my bed on your back and no longer looking over your shoulder.”
I kick up a smile, truly wanting to believe that. “What kind of things would we do during the day? What kind of dates would you take me on?”
He thinks about it for a moment, and I can’t help but let my heart fill with hopes and dreams, enjoying it as if I’m being told a fairytale as I slowly go back to sleep.
A happily ever after we might’ve had in another life.
27
ELANEE
Ireply to my emails in the office, surprised by how quickly I’ve become in demand and received recommendations. It’s obvious a lot of people are looking for love in New York and I’ve tapped into a market that’s been neglected for far too long. Even with a few companies as competition—people want the love of their lives and want it now.
I receive a text message on the burner phone.
