Billionaire's Bed by luisavilaok (best smutty novels .TXT) 📕

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The billionaire Leonardo Ferrari feels disappointed. And that woman who left his bed without giving a damn explanation has emphatically disappeared from his life. Red-haired, tall and magnificent, calling herself Gigi, she seemed impossible to locate, until a trail leads him to her... to haunt her in a sick way and, completely obsessed to the bone, he wants to force her to marry him. And he will be willing to do anything to achieve his still sinister plan.
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Chapter 13

"Joshua, did you go crazy?"

As soon as we enter the place, I discover that it is a very luxurious club where elite people come to have dinner and then listen to music and move on to a dance area if they so decide. The entrance already has a very high cost, not to mention what the latter must be.

"Don't worry," he winked at me. “You wait here and I'll take care of it.”

”Oh.”

I bite my cheeks hard as I think about how much room there is on my card because I can already see myself taking care of the bill tonight, including his.

I discover that he takes something out of his wallet, he shows it to the person at reception who looks at it, he hands him his mobile and I discover that it is a discount coupon. My dear, you can't bring your girl to dinner with a BLESSED DISCOUNT COUPON; Bah, yes you can, and I don't have to care about that now, but maybe this place isn't for us.

Although on my trip to Milan I went to the Terrazza and I didn't spend a penny except for the entrance fee as someone else paid my bills.

Joshua finishes his thing and comes over to me, winking at me. The collar of his half-hand shirt is turned up. I fix it.

"You should have asked me for a shirt and it did you a good job in the workshop for this place," I say, being translated into "you can't come here and wear anything."

"Don't worry," he answers, "you like me like that, right?"

I swallow thickly and don't answer.

I like him that way, I probably liked him when I met him, however today there seems to be a difference and that is that I have seen and touched a man who knows first-hand what the good life is without the slightest interest in haggling.

"Where do you want to sit?" he asks me.

I look everywhere in the place. It is spacious, glazed and with a wide area, in addition to having a bar around the kitchen and bartenders, which does not seem very comfortable, but upstairs there is music to dance to "pum pum" style, just as it beats my head with security below.

"Over there," I point to a glazed table.

”Come.”

Then a girl stops us with a fake smile.

”Good evening.”

"Er... yes, good, we'll sit over there."

"Do you have a receipt for the paid table, please?"

Joshua looks at her, surprised.

“How much does it cost?” he asks.

And he passes us a price that would be worth twenty of the most expensive pizzas in the average places where we usually go out to dinner.

"We'd better sit somewhere else," I say, tense.

"The bar is free," she points out to us.

My breath catches in discomfort.

"The bar is fine," I tell them.

Joshua nods and whispers in my ear,

“I didn't know placement had to be paid for, too.”

"And I bet you get on the track, too."

“The important thing is that we're here, my love.”

Of course, only that we are in a glazed place, decorated without an iota of humility, all extravagant, magnificent, too luxurious, beautiful to rolles and with people walking around us dressed in black tie.

I turn to Joshua.

I think he's waiting for my approval, but I'm having a hard time holding my smile, I think my cheek muscles will ache when the night is over.

I nod with an awkward giggle.

However, as we sit down, I discover that three security people are ushering in a tall man in a suit, with a trail of perfume as he passes that enters my nostrils, forcing me to take a deep breath to fill my lungs with its aroma. .

Magnificent...

FOR ALL SAINTS, IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE TRUE!

Then, in that fabulous glass-enclosed location, sits one of the most elegant and insane men I've ever met, gazing at me with full depth, eyes shooting blazes of fire in my direction.

”Leonardo”—his name escapes from my mouth.

Joshua looks at me and then nods where my eyes go.

"Ahem... why are you and that guy looking at each other?"

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