The Billionaire's New Piece (The Billionaire Temptation #1) (BDSM Erotica) by Chloe Kale Read Free Book Online Page A

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doubted she was worth anything within distance of Mr. Garrett’s fortune, or the
fact that she would ever consider leaving the one place where she could boss
people around.
    “That’s
incredible, M’oiselle. What time will his… decorator, or art-picker-person, be
here?”
    “Please,
Clarissa, have some tact. Try to mask your incompetence a bit when he gets
here. Yes, he’ll be coming in himself. I was surprised to, so you’d better
watch what you say – actually, it’s best you don’t speak at all.”
    “Yes,
M’oiselle.” He was coming in himself? I felt my chest flutter for a moment, and
I attempted to quickly fix my skirt and hair. Oh, there was no hope.
Mademoiselle was probably right; I should just try to keep a low profile. I was
only going to embarrass myself in front of the most powerful man in the city.
    It was ten
minutes past the scheduled appointment time when Mr. Garrett arrived. The
moment he walked in through the door, the atmosphere of the room changed. He
somehow radiated power, and confidence. He took a quick glance around the room,
and since Mademoiselle had stepped into her office to double-check the
appointment booking, his eyes fell upon me at the reception desk.
    He confidently
sauntered over, and removed his sunglasses as he stood before me. Gosh, he was
handsome. A chiseled jawline, thick lips that betrayed the hint of a bemused
smile, deep grey-blue eyes, and thick brown hair slicked back. When he smiled
for real, slight dimples formed in his cheeks. I kept my eyes locked on his
chest, afraid to meet his eyes.
    “Hello, my
name’s Will. I believe I’m late for my appointment, and for that I do
apologize.”
    He took a
quick glance around the empty room. Just him and me were there.
    “I hope I
haven’t caused too much trouble.”
    I fell silent.
My nerves took over. Instinctively, I fussed about my skirt, my hands sliding
down my thighs, as I regarded him. Okay, he is really handsome.
    “The
appointment was under the name Will Garrett, if that helps at all?” His smile
widened, making him more attractive as he revealed a straight row of perfectly
white teeth. How can he be so confident?
    I coughed
slightly to clear my throat, but still my voice cracked as I spoke. Damn it.
    “Oh yes, we’ve
been, um, expecting you. I’m sorry for the confusion.”
    “You’re sorry?
And why are you sorry, my dear?”
    I had
misspoken. I had no idea. Damn it. I didn’t realize he would be so young – he
was still far under thirty. Twenty-six, maybe. 
    “No, I mean. I’m
not sorry. You should be the one. The one who is sorry. You were late.” I
didn’t know what I was saying. My Achilles heel; I panicked whenever I was
nervous.
    “Too true, I
am very sorry. And what is your name?”
    “Clarissa.”
    He held out
his hand. I took it to shake it, but he pulled me forward slightly, forcing me
to meet his eyes. For the first time, we make eye contact. My chest shuddered,
and my thighs felt tingly for a moment. Somehow, everything outside of him
became static.
    “Will.” He
stated his name.
    “I… it’s nice
to meet you.” I pulled my hand away, and things returned to normal.
    Mademoiselle
strolled out from around the corner, this time her heels clicked against the
tiles in overdrive, as she hurried towards our guest, her arms outstretched. 
    “Mr. Garrett!”
She embraced him with a hug that he did not fully return.
    “It’s nice to
see you again. I was just speaking with your secretary, here,” Will said,
motioning at me.
    “Oh, don’t
mind Clarissa. She’s a university student I hired just a few months ago.”
    Will smiled
again, though he was talking to Mademoiselle, he kept glancing over at me. Why
does he do that? He’s so gorgeous, never mind that he’s a billionaire. 
    “Oh, it’s been
my pleasure, actually.” Will said matter-of-factly.
    Mademoiselle
seemed to ignore that.
    “Here, there’s
so much I want to show, come with me!” She motioned for him to