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“The fuck…?”

I watched as Kylie came out of her house and got into the car. The video cut off as the Rolls sped away into the nig

ht.

“Alfred,” I said slowly. “What the fuck is this?”

“Another e-mail came two minutes after,” he said. “It’s blackmail, basically. You can guess from who.”

“Devaney…”

“Bingo,” Alfred replied. “I guess she’s been following you and now she’s got her eyes on Kylie.”

“I’ll kill her,” I growled. “I’ll fucking kill her!”

“She says she’s going to go to the media with the story of Trent Baron’s New Girlfriend,” he went on. “Unless you pay her off.”

“That bitch…”

It was a brilliant (yet despicable) play on Devaney’s part. She knew that I wouldn’t care about another story about me coming out anymore. She knew I was gonna sue her and that once I won in court, my reputation would be restored.

But if she was able to tarnish Kylie’s reputation, most likely by insinuating she was one of those kind of massage parlors, then she’d end up hurting me in the process. She knew I was an honorable man, and if there was a girl I actually cared about who was going to get hurt because of me, I’d do whatever I could to intervene.

Devaney had been the biggest mistake of my life and now I was paying for it all over again. I’d been afraid that the issues with my back were going to get worse, so I’d scrambled to find a masseuse that could take care of it, and Devaney had been the only one who’d been up for the job.

There was something off about her, but I hired her against my better judgment anyway. I was that desperate.

It wasn’t long before the stories started getting out to the media and things started going missing. At first I thought it had been a cook I’d brought in to handle my meal prep for a while, but it became evident pretty quickly that he had nothing to do with it.

“How much does she want?” I asked.

“Two hundred thousand,” Alfred replied.

“Oh, not much, huh?” I said sarcastically, wishing I had something loud and expensive to smash with my fist. I took a deep breath. “Fine. Get the money together. Cash.”

“You sure you want to do that?” Alfred asked. “I mean, you just met this girl. Is she really worth all that?”

“She is, Alfred,” I told him. “She’s worth that and so much more.”

Alfred heard the tone of my voice and knew better than to argue. He made his way back to the front of the main cabin and got on his computer while I went over to the window and looked out.

It was hard to believe where my life had ended up and where I was now; flying private, millions in the bank, on my way to a professional football game with an incredible woman waiting for me back in my room…

And all that was in jeopardy because of some crazy, psycho bitch I’d made the mistake of hiring once.

No, I thought, taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. She won’t ruin anything.

I wasn’t about to let Devaney ruin this flight or take up any more of my mental energy. I had a gorgeous girl lying naked and waiting for me just behind that door and I wasn’t about to keep her waiting any longer.

Chapter Seven

Kylie

I was starting to get anxious as I lay on the massage table naked, dripping wet, wondering what it was that had taken Trent away from me and when he would be back.

My skin was tingling with desire and I felt more alive than I’d ever felt before. I could hardly believe what I’d done, stripping down completely in front of him and getting up on the massage table…

It was completely out of character for me, which was honestly one of the reasons why I was so excited.

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