Locked In (Locked in Love) (Volume One): An Alpha Billionaire Romance by Myra Song Read Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Myra Song
the only reason he should disturb me. In front of me are lists of the items I’ve either already received or will be before the end of the afternoon.
Most of the jewels are standard. Enormous sapphire necklaces. A gold necklace from a French King’s court. Two rings with signets of kings. There are smaller pieces that have less history, less gold, less precious stones. Those are for warming the audience up. The highlight of the evening, and the reason over one hundred families from around the globe are coming to my home in Raleigh, is the Kane Ruby.
The Kane Ruby. Recently relinquished by a museum, it is trusted into my keeping and auction. The proceeds will help save the museum’s other collections. Weighing in at an impressive thirty five carats, the Burmese ruby has been cushion-cut and set in a ring of 24-carat gold, embraced by two one-carat diamonds. The stone was discovered in the 1930’s, the ring itself made in 1948. It’s stunning, a piece of art.
It is also valued at seven and a quarter million dollars. Because it’s been in a museum’s care for so long, it’s release back into the market is highly anticipated.
Currently it is in my newest safe, the Locked Titanium . Tonight is it’s big test.
You know how large corporations hire hackers to try and break into their mainframes and databases? Well, I do that for my safes.
Tonight, there will be three different thieves that would be world-renowned… if the world knew about them, all trying to break into the safe. Should they successfully crack it, I’ll pay them more than the ruby is worth.
How do I know about the thieves? Well, the world of art and jewels is exceptionally small. The world of thieves and forgers microscopic. And with my kind of money and contacts? I am able to straddle them both.
“Sir, she’s climbing the fence.” Ben manages to sound amused and annoyed at the same time.
“I’m coming.” Looking over the papers, we’re only short three shipments. I’ve been assured the armored trucks are en route for delivery, so now I just need to arrange the final details of the auction.
I need to arrange Elise where I want her.
There’s a throb in my cock. Last night I dreamed of her. Her plump, large hips under my hands, her pussy wet, waiting for me, that gorgeous and full mouth of hers in an “O” of ecstasy--
The woman is climbing my fence, trying to break into my home, and all I want is to fuck her until she’s screaming my name.
I think of how readily she was willing to let me push her in her office. My dick is hard as a crowbar now. Imagination has always been a strong suit of mine. I can picture her tied up, the ropes biting into that plump flesh, forcing her to be open and ready for me--
“Sir,” Ben is still amused and irritated, but now his frustration is directed at me. “She’s approaching the inner fence.”
“Is it turned on?”
“You never asked me to turn it off.”
“Fuck,” I curse and start running, Ben on my heels. I have several panels for my security throughout my home. All of them are hidden and only Ben and I know the full sequence to dismantle them.
Rushing to a Picasso, I push it aside quickly. There’s a monitor behind it. It shows Elise standing in front of the electric fence, her hand outstretched, hovering. Jesus, if she touches it, that’s 5,000 volts she’s not expecting. Quickly my fingers type in the code to grant me access.
My heart is pounding and I’m afraid I won’t be there in time--
Why is she hesitating?
There’s an audible click as the switches are released. “So help me God, Ben, if she fries--”
Elise grins and moves to grab the fence. Her fingers connect as I flip the switch for the electric fence and my eyes are plastered to the screen, waiting to see her body hurled back from the shock.
Instead, she locks her hand on and begins testing the weight limit of the
Most of the jewels are standard. Enormous sapphire necklaces. A gold necklace from a French King’s court. Two rings with signets of kings. There are smaller pieces that have less history, less gold, less precious stones. Those are for warming the audience up. The highlight of the evening, and the reason over one hundred families from around the globe are coming to my home in Raleigh, is the Kane Ruby.
The Kane Ruby. Recently relinquished by a museum, it is trusted into my keeping and auction. The proceeds will help save the museum’s other collections. Weighing in at an impressive thirty five carats, the Burmese ruby has been cushion-cut and set in a ring of 24-carat gold, embraced by two one-carat diamonds. The stone was discovered in the 1930’s, the ring itself made in 1948. It’s stunning, a piece of art.
It is also valued at seven and a quarter million dollars. Because it’s been in a museum’s care for so long, it’s release back into the market is highly anticipated.
Currently it is in my newest safe, the Locked Titanium . Tonight is it’s big test.
You know how large corporations hire hackers to try and break into their mainframes and databases? Well, I do that for my safes.
Tonight, there will be three different thieves that would be world-renowned… if the world knew about them, all trying to break into the safe. Should they successfully crack it, I’ll pay them more than the ruby is worth.
How do I know about the thieves? Well, the world of art and jewels is exceptionally small. The world of thieves and forgers microscopic. And with my kind of money and contacts? I am able to straddle them both.
“Sir, she’s climbing the fence.” Ben manages to sound amused and annoyed at the same time.
“I’m coming.” Looking over the papers, we’re only short three shipments. I’ve been assured the armored trucks are en route for delivery, so now I just need to arrange the final details of the auction.
I need to arrange Elise where I want her.
There’s a throb in my cock. Last night I dreamed of her. Her plump, large hips under my hands, her pussy wet, waiting for me, that gorgeous and full mouth of hers in an “O” of ecstasy--
The woman is climbing my fence, trying to break into my home, and all I want is to fuck her until she’s screaming my name.
I think of how readily she was willing to let me push her in her office. My dick is hard as a crowbar now. Imagination has always been a strong suit of mine. I can picture her tied up, the ropes biting into that plump flesh, forcing her to be open and ready for me--
“Sir,” Ben is still amused and irritated, but now his frustration is directed at me. “She’s approaching the inner fence.”
“Is it turned on?”
“You never asked me to turn it off.”
“Fuck,” I curse and start running, Ben on my heels. I have several panels for my security throughout my home. All of them are hidden and only Ben and I know the full sequence to dismantle them.
Rushing to a Picasso, I push it aside quickly. There’s a monitor behind it. It shows Elise standing in front of the electric fence, her hand outstretched, hovering. Jesus, if she touches it, that’s 5,000 volts she’s not expecting. Quickly my fingers type in the code to grant me access.
My heart is pounding and I’m afraid I won’t be there in time--
Why is she hesitating?
There’s an audible click as the switches are released. “So help me God, Ben, if she fries--”
Elise grins and moves to grab the fence. Her fingers connect as I flip the switch for the electric fence and my eyes are plastered to the screen, waiting to see her body hurled back from the shock.
Instead, she locks her hand on and begins testing the weight limit of the
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