Page 72 of Irresistibly Wild


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“Thank you for that update,Honey,” I said sweetly. “I truly appreciate how you look out for me.”

“You’re very welcome.”

The doors opened, and I swallowed the rest of my sarcasm at the sight ahead of me.

A lavish, cream-marbled foyer stretched toward two spiral staircases, looking as if it were plucked from the lobby of a five-star hotel.

Smiling, Benny handed me his business card before disappearing.

I gasped as I stepped forward and took in the colossal living room that overlooked the strip. From the floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see The Atria Resort and Casino and a glittering boardwalk that connected five clubs.

An immaculate grey and white kitchen stood on my left, with a grand stone wall behind me. It was adorned with framed copies of every check he’d ever received for his street fights, along with pictures and trophies from his time in the UFC.

At its center stood an empty shelf with the engraved words, “Forever a Champion: This Belt Never Leaves.”

The belt was long gone, though.

Not wanting to comment, I tried not to stare at the balcony that wrapped around his entire penthouse.

Is that a hot tub and an outdoor kitchen?

“Your suite is down the west hall and on the left,” Travis said. “My housekeeper is more than willing to give you a full tour whenever you like. I left a list on your nightstand with the numbers for my chef, my driver, my personal shopper, and tons of other people who make my life easier. They’re ready to be at your service, too.”

“Does your staff know our engagement is fake?”

“No.” He paused. “I don’t want them to know that.”

“Why not?”

“Because they’re the only people who didn’t leave my side when shit started hitting the fan,” he said. “They’re technically like family to me, and they all seemed very happy to hear the news.”

I nodded. “Noted. Are there any events I need to attend with you over the next couple of days?”

“You have a schedule in your binder, Miss Brave,” he said. “Do I need to show you how to read a calendar?”

“I’m just trying to make small talk with you.”

“Fair enough. Are you enjoying this weather?”

I rolled my eyes, and he looked at his watch.

“Neither of us has ever been good at small talk from what I recall,” he said. “You do have something you have to do on your own today, if I’m remembering things right.”

“Yes,” I said. “Your publicist is making me take a class with a body language expert.”

“I can read your body just fine.” He looked me up and down. “It’s in desperate need of my dick.”

My jaw dropped to the floor.

“Looks like your mouth would appreciate a taste, too…”

“I’m um—” I stepped back. “I think I should go to my room now.”

“I think so, too.”

“Down the hall and to the right?”

“Theleft.”

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