Secret Destiny: Sins of Odyssey Book 1 by Kathy Kulig Read Free Book Online Page A

annoyed her or not.
    “Good morning. Great news!” Oliver started. “An associate of Philip’s wants to hire you two tonight for his yacht party. He had a cancelation and desperately needs you. Are you both free tonight?”
    “What is this associate looking for?”
    “Similar request to Philip’s party. You’ll be a guest on his yacht and end the evening with a sex show for the other guests.”
    Darius breathed and looked at Destiny. “Are you up for a yacht party tonight? A repeat for what we did for Philip?”
    She shrugged. “If it pays well, like Philip’s session.”
    “What’s the fee?” Darius asked Oliver.
    Oliver groaned. “By now you should understand that I always take care of my people. If the fees aren’t substantial, it’s not worth my time. Karl, the client, will be calling you after I hang up with directions to the marina. The fee will be paid in full the next day at Dark Odyssey. And there’s a bonus for accepting last minute.” Darius sipped his coffee while Oliver explained a few more details, including what they should wear, when they should arrive and what they would be paid. When he heard the amount, coffee sprayed across his plate of eggs. He couldn’t imagine that wealthy people would spend so much on kinky entertainment.
    When he stopped coughing, he whispered the amount to Destiny and she nodded. He said to Oliver, “Rock on. We’ll do it.”
    They hadn’t finished their breakfast before Darius’ cell phone rang again. “Hello?” Darius answered.
    “Hello, yes, this is Karl. I’m pleased that you have accepted our invitation. If you have a pen, I’ll give you directions to Palm Key Marina.”
    Darius jotted the directions down on a napkin. “Is there anything specific you’re looking for from us this evening?” Darius asked. “Oliver was a bit vague with the type of show you wanted.”
    “I’ll explain more when you arrive. It’s very simple. I give this cocktail party on my yacht every year and provide extraordinary entertainment. There will be about twenty guests. Nothing too intense, I promise. Oliver said you’d be fine with it. My request is to make it hot and sexy. I’ll give you a few props and suggestions if you like. The rest is up to you. Does that sound acceptable?”
    Karl was being as vague as Oliver, which made him nervous, but Darius knew Destiny needed to do some major home improvements on her house—new roof, new paint, landscaping—not to mention her school loan payment was due. So he let it go. “I believe that’s acceptable, but we don’t have sex with your guests.”
    “That’s not part of our arrangement. Although my guests are told it’s not necessary to tip, you will probably be tipped by most of them. These are business associates and like to impress each other. Any tips you may keep.”
    “Even better. We’ll see you this evening, Karl.” Darius disconnected the call. Destiny stirred the remnants of her eggs with her fork and stared down.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked.
    “Something isn’t sitting right with me about this.”
    “What could go wrong?” Darius assured Destiny, but he felt it too. “We’re just new to this business. We get to play rich guests for an evening out on a billionaire’s yacht with his rich friends. Flirt a little, give them a show at the end of the night and come home with a ton of cash. Didn’t you say you’ve discovered you’re a bit of an exhibitionist?”
    “I know. It does sound like the perfect gig, but getting out on a yacht in the middle of the ocean with strangers… If it turns bad, we can’t just walk out.”
    “True. But I trust Oliver not to hook us up with some psycho.”
    She took a breath and let it out. “Okay. Let’s do it and have a good time.”
     
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    As Darius pulled the car into Palm Key Marina, Destiny stared at the huge yacht. Her body tingled at the thought of their next gig happening on such a magnificent ship. Doubt filled her mind. She wondered if