The Final Seduction (The Billionaire's Way) Book 3

The Final Seduction (The Billionaire's Way) Book 3 by C.T. Sloan Read Free Book Online

Book: The Final Seduction (The Billionaire's Way) Book 3 by C.T. Sloan Read Free Book Online
Authors: C.T. Sloan
of feminist power. Considering that I am the youngest girl in the room, this is beginning to freak me out. Nevertheless, everyone seems to be in awe of me.
     
    Juliette begins to walk around the massive table as she calmy launches into her pitch. “You already know many of our most famous models. Just about all of them were discovered on the streets or in night clubs. Today all of them have stellar careers in modeling, acting and other enterprises. That means, we know how to cultivate talent.” Juliette sits down next to me and takes my hand. “I will personally make sure you will become the biggest name in fashion and modeling. Companies will kill to have you work for them. You will be adored by the entire world.”
     
    Damn, she is good. I look around the room. All of these people are waiting for me to say “yes.” The most famous woman in the modeling world looks at me with a ferocity that frightens me. She is seducing me with things that not even Mr. Peak could offer.
     
    An assistant hands the agency legend a leather bound portfolio. Juliette opens the leather bound portfolio. Inside is a check. There are lots of zeros on that check. I grab the check and look at the amount - five hundred thousand dollars . Even Mr. Peak would not want me to turn down this opportunity.
     
    “Where’s the pen?” I ask. The entire room explodes with applause and activity. Several women stand up and begin to make calls. Someone takes a photo of me with Juliette. Another woman walks into the conference room with a cart full of champagne.
     
    “We are so glad to have you in the family!” Juliette says as she gives me a hug. All these attractive women begin to hug me and hand me glasses of champagne. I almost want to cry. I’ve spent my entire life being unspectacular in every way possible - average grades, average looks and average ambition. Now, all these sophisticated New York girls huddle around me like I’m the queen bee.
     
    Before I know it, Juliette is talking about booking me gigs. “You’ll be shooting a spread for Chloe. They are already dying to get you in their Fall Collection ad campaign,” Juliette tells me. Oh my goodness, things are moving so fast.
     
    I look down at my phone and notice about a dozen messages from Mr. Peak’s office. Uh oh. I call Mr. Peak’s managing director.
     
    “Hello, Elliot.”
     
    “Sarah. Where are you?!”
     
    “I’m, uh, doing some business.”
     
    “Mr. Peak is looking for you. You have to get down here. Mr. Peak doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”
     
    Yeah, tell me about it.
     
    ***
     
    I take the car over to Mr. Peak’s office at Columbus Circle. After thinking about it for a while, I decide to not tell Mr. Peak about my new modeling career. He will most likely be thermonuclear that I was out of the townhouse when he called for me. All I can say is, life is not boring when you are Mr. Peak’s gal!
     
    As soon as I get out of the car, Mr. Peak’s New York managing director grabs me and rushes inside of the building.
     
    “Where were you?! He’s pissed.”
     
    “I signed on to a modeling agency!” I blurted out. Damn, I just couldn’t help myself. I’m so excited my mouth betrayed me.
     
    We hurry into the elevator. The managing director gets on his phone and says, “Please tell Mr. Peak that Miss Sulamari is on her way up.”
     
    We get to the forty-second floor. The managing director rushes me past the trading floor, down the hall and over to Mr. Peak’s gigantic corner office. My broad-shouldered boss is pacing the floor like a caged bull.
     
    “Thank you, Elliot,” Mr. Peak says as the managing director makes a quit exit.
     
    Mr. Peak walks over to me and picks me up. He carries me across the room and sits me right on top of his desk. My boss rips open my shirt and grabs my breasts. He begins to kiss my neck. I spread my legs apart. Mr. Peaks begins to rub me just the way I like it.
     
    My boss runs his hand into my underwear and begins

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