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He’d moved in a few months ago, and he had to admit, it was the best idea he’d had in a long while. The luxury condo fit his exquisite tastes, allowing him to wine and dine potential clients right in the heart of the city.
Downtown Cleveland was a growing metropolitan area. Located on Lake Erie, it was home to popular restaurants, amazing night life, and was the central location of all the sports teams.
And that was the primary reason London had moved to his current home.
Sports.
He owned Primetime Sports Management, catering to professional athletes. His agency was one of the most successful ones out there, representing a majority of the top contenders in every sport.
With his success came riches and popularity—and women. Lots of women.
Last night was one for the books.
Models.
Three wild, kinky ones.
Walking into the kitchen, he smiled at the memory of his recent fuck session.
Even he had to admit they tested his stamina.
But now it was time to think of the upcoming week. It was courting time, and he had a slew of meetings lined up with potential clients he was looking forward to signing.
Setting his coffee cup down on the counter, he quickly put away the items he’d bought from the store. This was going to be a big year for his company, and there were a few files he needed to go over.
He and Jaxon, his business partner and brother, wanted to kick things up a notch.
Rumor had it, Khalil Roads, the number one draft pick in the professional basketball league five years ago, was said to be looking for a new agent, and his contract was about to end.
Snagging Khalil would be a dream.
Not only was he the top player, he was a goldmine.
With the endorsements London could help him get, he was more confident he could make not only Khalil richer, but himself as well.
Pouring coffee into his mug, he made his way into the living room and flopped down onto his couch. Placing his cup next to him on the end table, he reached for his laptop and got lost in his work.
Just as he was sending an email off to his secretary, he heard a muffled cry.
“What the…” He went quiet, trying to hear where the sound came from. Glancing down at his watch, he saw it was a little after eleven in the morning. He’d worked three hours straight.
Setting his laptop on the couch, he got up to investigate.
The cry sounded again, causing him to rush to the door. Yanking it open, he found a nice, shapely ass pointed in his direction.
“Nice ass,” he muttered in appreciation.
She flew up to a standing position and fell into the wall.
“Pardon me?” she gasped, her large glasses magnifying her almond-shaped eyes. They were captivating, drawing him in. Her warm brown skin was damp with a fine sheen of sweat. Her long dark hair was gathered into a ponytail. His gaze made its way down her curvy frame dressed in a tank and the shortest of shorts that had given him something to fantasize about.
A whimper escaped her and it was then he noticed she was grasping her calf muscle.
“Can I help you with something?” he asked, stepping out into the hallway.
A pained expression crossed her face. “Uh, can you get the door?”
“Sure.”
