Billionaire's Bounty Cost Of Love And Revenge novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Asher’s POV

“Hello, Kal,” I greeted as soon as she slid into the booth

She flashed me a wide smile.’s no longer hy? Damn, I missed when you called me that.”

I shut my eyes and let out a frustrated grunt. “Wan I ever going to hear the end of it?” Lasked,

She looked like she was thinking about it for a moment, then shook her head. “No, no, I’m not,” she said with a biggin

“I guess it is my fault.” I said with a sigh.

She chuckled.

I signaled the waiter, who rushed to our table immediately. “Take the lady’s order”

The waiter tipped his head at her. “What would you have, miss!”

“A rose, please,” she answered. When he was out of earshot, she turned to me, “is it okay for you to be here… with me?”

“There’s no one around, and the staff here have a confidentiality agreement not to leak pictures or information about my whereabouts,” explained. “T figured it was best to meet here. The club is I shrugged. I was sick of it ever since that night. “I couldn’t meet you at my office because there’s no convincing anyone our meetings are strictly business

“And whose fault is that?” she asked.

I gave her a long serious look. She was wearing a snug fitting pink dress that barely covered her ass. Her boobs were almost spilling out of her dress, with matching high platform heels. Her blonde hair was long and straight. “Not me, definitely.” I answered in a small voice.

Her smile widened. “So, not the guy with the reputation for being a playboy? Got it!” She nodded.

1chuckled. “Well, okay, you had me there. I don’t have a defense. Traised my hand in surrender

The waiter returned with two glasses and a bottle of rose, pouring us each a glass. She took a sip of her drink. “So, surely you didn’t leave the office just to sit and chat with me over wine at lunch?”

I cleared my throat and straightened up. “I wanted us to go over the terms of the contract.” As I said the words out loud, I couldn’t help but smile. Lately, had been drafting a lot of contracts for my relationships with people.

“I think the terms are pretty clear. Sadly, you said no sex…”

Igrinned. “Yeah, sadly. I’m trying to win her over, not lose her forever…”

“No pretend sex even?” she asked with an inquisitive stare. “Can’t we send pictures to her? Suggestive pictures of us looking like we had sex. I can hit all. the poses…..

“No,” I cut in, Just thinking about it terrified me. “Ivy would never forgive me if I did that to her.”

She stared at me from above her wine glass as she drank. “If was your girl, hy, and I found out you were hiring another girl to pose with you just to make me feel jealous, I’d kill the both of you before I ever think of being intimate with you.”

“Wow!” exclaimed

She nodded

“Well, I’m thankful hy doesn’t seem like the type to be disposed to violence.”

Chapter 57

“You could have just told her how you feel. Try babe, I want to fuck you With a fare like that and werk. Her eyes turned sultry. “I’m also poing to assume your dick game is superb ton.”

( you have, I bet you that i wordly going to

1 bowed my head as I choilled. “If you held this opinion, why did you agree to the deal? Why didn’t you turn it down?” I asked.

“Honey, it’s two hundred grand. I could pay off my dream house…”

I nodded. “Tair. I respect that. Maybe I can even double the amount if it works in the end.”

Her lips slowly curled into a smirk. “That’s cute. You’re cute, but you should really think about telling her.”

I shook my head. “No.”

Her eyes bored into me, like she was searching for something, I was never one to look away from a staring contest, but I lost this one. It was like she was boring into my soul, trying to figure me out. She leaned backward and smiled, “Oh, you’re definitely one of those men, aren’t your

I furrowed my brows. “What men?”

s who will never be vulnerable. Those guys who think showing emotions and opening up about how they feel makes them weak….

“Those tough guys s

“That’s a stereotype,” I argued.

“You’re a stereotypical male, You have a lot of things going for you your family, your own company, a wife, a woman you apparently love…

“Love!” The word had never crossed my mind until she mentioned it

She rolled her eyes. “Love, of course. No man, let alone a rich man like you, leaves his business at this hour to sit at lunch and make plans on how to get a woman in his bed.

I stared at the glass in my hand. “And if it’s just lust? If I’m trying to get her in my bed and that’s it?”

She leaned closer. “That would also mean you’re a terrible liar

I swallowed. Well, she was spot on with that because i knew it was a lie the moment the words left my mouth. I downed the contents of my glass in one

She shrugged nonchalantly “All I’m saying is, a little vulnerability won’t kill you. Neither will that which you fear–it’s only rejection, it’s not the worst thing in the world.”

The words hung between us. I mulled them over. It was easy to say it out loud: bare your heart to her, tell her how you feel. If only the thought of her not feeling the same, the thought of her wanting another, didn’t hurt like this. Maybe I would have told her how I felt. I didn’t want to feel the real pain, didn’t think I could bear it.

She broke the silence between us, “So what do you want us to do?” she asked.

I sighed. “I was thinking you’d have the ideas…

She pulled out her phone and beckoned for me to conte closer, then clicked a few pictures. I looked silly in most of them because wasn’t expecting her to take our pictures. She sent the pictures to me instantly.

“You’re going to post those,” she began, “and of course remember to set your stories to private. We don’t want the media to be thrown into a frenzy. Billionaire playboy back at his old ways…”

Igiggled. “That’s a really catchy headline. You sure you’re not actually paparazzi?”

She chuckled. “Sadly, no. This would have been juicy deets. Billionaire playboy can’t get his wife to fuck him. Why?”

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