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“Can we get some food first? I’m starving.”
My stomach grumbled in agreement. We finished the shower and wrapped ourselves in the luxurious robes the hotel provided. She settled herself on the bed while I ordered from room service. When I was done, I sat next to her, propping myself up on my pillows. I almost had to pinch myself. If the guys from back in school knew I was sitting here with Olivia, they would flip their shit.
“What are we watching?” I could help but steal glances at her. With all of the make-up washed off and her real hair wet and combed back, she looked just like the fresh-faced cheerleader I fell in love with back in ninth grade.
She shook her head. “Some dumb reality show with housewives, I think. I’m not sure. There’s not much on at three AM.”
“Holy shit, I had no idea it was so late.” I checked the clock by the bed. Sure enough, it was just after three in the morning.
“We’ve been busy,” she smirked at me.
We sat in silence, watching two women on the television scream at each other about some party. I was so curious as to what got her into stripping after high school. I never in a million years would have thought that’s where I would have found her. I expected her to be married to some asshole and living in the suburbs with a kid or two. Selling herself for money was the last place I expected to find her..
I finally worked up the nerve to ask. “So how did you end up at the auction?”
She sighed and grabbed the pillow next to her, hugging it to her chest. “It’s a long story but let’s just say I made some bad decisions, followed an asshole here to Vegas, and now that stupid club owns my ass.”
So, therewasa man involved. I peered at her, confused. “What do you mean, ‘they own your ass’?”
She looked down and played with a string on the edge of the pillow. “The guy I was seeing got involved with a bad crowd. They were sort of like the mob. He owed them a lot of money but got thrown in jail. He’s in prison about two hours away. They were going to kill him and me if I didn’t come up with the money.”
She paused and I clenched my fists, digging my nails into my palms. The fact that some asshole got her involved in his shit had me pissed off beyond words. Then these goons at the club were threatening her? That was going to stop. I was going to call Simon as soon as I could to get it taken care of.
“Are you still with him?” I almost held my breath. She was dumb enough to get in this far.
She shook her head vehemently. “God no! I dumped his ass long ago.” Her eyes filled with tears. “I want to get away from them but I don’t know how. I had to pay them back already.” She tucked her hair behind her ear and swiped away a tear that had escaped. “Now they are trying to get me to have sex for money and the owner has been sniffing around me lately, making comments about me being his ‘girl’.”
Oh hell no. That wasn’t going to happen. She was mine.
I was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. Our food had finally arrived.
“Good.” She attempted a halfhearted smile. “I’m starving and I don’t really want to talk about that anymore.”
I nodded and got off the bed. “Oh, we are going to continue that conversation but I agree, let’s eat first and maybe even get some sleep.” Her situation was all the more reason why she should come back with me to Chicago. She had to get away from this life and I was going to be the one to help her. Fuck revenge. Charlotte was mine and I was going to take care of her.
I had ordered a little bit of everything and we ate until we were full. We didn’t talk about anything serious anymore. We watched TV and talked more about Vegas and what it was like living there.
She yawned and put her plate back on the cart. I watched her undo the knot on her robe and slip it off before tossing it on the chair. My cock stirred at the site of her full tits and bare pussy. I was ready for dessert, but she looked exhausted.
She climbed into bed and snuggled under the covers. “Are you going to join me?” She asked, her eyes heavy.
“In a minute.” I couldn’t wait to wrap myself around her to sleep, but first I had to talk with Simon. We were going to take care of Charlotte’s boss and get her out from under his thumb. Sure, I was there for my revenge on her, but that was mine. She was mine. I wasn’t going to tolerate anyone treating her poorly.
She nodded and it wasn’t long before she drifted off to sleep. I turned off the light and put the room service cart in the hall. I found my cell phone and walked into the small sitting area the suite had to make a call.
He picked up after the first ring. “Simon, I have something for you to take care of.”
10
CHARLOTTE
What the hell was I doing?
What was wrong with me?
I was falling in love with a man that just bought me hours ago.
Why?
