THE SECRET BILLONAIRE
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Introduction
He took them into his mouth, sucking them with desires. He licked my nipple and I released a moan from my lips.
His hands moved down my thighs and he began to play with pussy, while his mouth remained on my lips.
For the theme of her new work, Amelia goes to work in a nightclub, pretending to be a recent graduate who is struggling to find a job. Here she meets two different men. Amelia finds herself drawn to Williams. Who was the brooding and enigmatic son of the Almighty Taylor's family. But their relationship was so complicated because William's parents wanted him to get married to Aria, his ex-fiancée. Aria is a very cunning lady, She will try all she could to reclaim Williams as her own. Williams and Amelia didn't give up. They did all they could to make sense of their feelings for each other, they will also deal with Dorian sinister plans. Dorian, the ambitious and charismatic businessman who seems to have lots of secrets. Will Williams and Amelia be able to pass through the troubled lives?
Chapter 1
Amelia POV
"Now I don't need to state my rules anymore, as you already know them. If you can be as professional as I want you to be, you will be rewarded. These men are VIp clients and we cannot afford to lose them, so don't mess it up." My boss's intimidating voice resonated across the room.
I looked towards the other hostess, who, like me, was a little bit scared of what the boss could do if the instructions were not met up.
Suddenly, some men stepped into the room and my attention was drawn to them, as they took their seats. They were dressed in well styled dark Armani suits and their aura screamed so much power.
I wasn't particularly interested in whatever they meant, but when my gaze landed on Lucas everything changed. My heart beat begins to increase fast paced.
What if he blew my disguise?
Meanwhile Jeffery was standing right next to him, and he was completely concentrated in the conversation, unaware of my presence.
I was handed a tray of several drinks by my boss with a daring eye, reminding me of the outcomes, if I failed him.
I took the drink and headed towards their table, my smile wide and welcoming. I tried to ignore the presence of Lucas, as I dropped the tray of drinks on the table. I tried not to show that I was anxious around him.
On the other hand, Lucas's eyes kept on trailing my body and I could not read any of his expressions from his look and this gave me another wave of panic.
"Come and have a seat." One of the men besides Lucas instructed.
I turned to look at my boss, who had been paying close attention and he gave a nod gesture for me to proceed.
While seating with the men, the mood in the table changed and slowly their banters and other conversations began to increase.
I wanted to leave, but I knew better not than to disobey my boss. Other than that, I wanted to find out the truth behind their luxury as glamorous lifestyle. This was my task now and I can't go back until there is a story to tell.
My attention suddenly caught one of the men, who had been staring down at me, amidst their conversation. He appeared to be the silent one amongst them, and his stares made me uncomfortable.
"Hi." I summoned the courage to speak.
He had blue piercing eyes, which were locked into mine and I could feel a sense of growing connection between us.
An idea suddenly flashed across my mind. I grabbed the bottle of champagne that I had served, ignoring the fact that Lucas was staring, but at the same time taking his gaze off me, when he noticed that I would turn.
I handed over the glass of champagne to him and as his fingers brushed mine, I could sense the spark of electricity that sent thrills across my body.
"Thank you very much." He said with a smile on his face. "The name is Max." He added.
We ignored the presence of everyone, including that of Lucas, while our attention was stuck in each other.
"Amelia," I replied.
He had a sly smirk on his face, after he sipped from his glass of wine.
"So tell me, what will a gorgeous lady like yourself be doing here?" He asked, after he dropped the glass on the table.
"Not too many paying jobs these days." I replied and laughed nervously, trying not to look him in the eye.
"Is that so?" He asked, the sly smirk still on his face. "So you mean to tell me that you are only here as a hostess?" He asked, suspicion underneath his voice.
I cannot blow my cover at this point..
"Yes, that is it."
He didn't say anything for a moment, taking his time to fully observe me
"Between me and you." He began leaning forward, so the rest of the men could not hear our conversation. "I know you are lying."
My heart froze, despite how calm I tried to remain.
"A hostess, whose necklace has the same amount of worth as the average person who lives across the estate I call my home. Certainly, you don't just work as a hostess."
I took a quick glance at my necklace and muttered curses underneath. They had been gifted to me by my colleagues and I had forgotten to take them off.
"Listen..." I began, trying to sound as low as possible. "I am looking for a story." I exposed, making sure no one latched onto our conversation.
"And what type of story are you looking for?" He asked, genuinely intrigued.
I was about to speak, when a towering tall figure of my boss came towards us, his gaze directly on mine with a hint of threat in them.
"I am sorry about her Mr. Max, is she bothering you?" The boss asked.
"Certainly not, as a matter of fact I do enjoy her presence with me." My boss's question had drawn the attention of the rest of the guests towards us.
"You certainly do not know Max." One of the men stated. "He is always the number one ladies man." He added and the rest laughed.
After my boss left the room, I turned to Max, whose gaze was now fully on me and I knew he was waiting for a reply, but I was not in a safe spot to tell him.
"How about we talk about something else that will not bring other attention to us." I suggested.
"That is a great plan...." He responded and his eyes landed on my lips. "I am just wondering how soft they are...." He commented.
I tried to bite my lips, but his eyes darkened with lust.
"Doing that makes you even look hot." He observed.
"We could actually make it a wonderful night between the both of us. What do you think?" I asked, trying to sound as seductive as I could.
"So you are down for it?" He asked.
"Try me.." I responded back, biting my lips even further to increase the lust in his eyes.
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