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If not for Mike’s personal recommendation of Cassidy, last night wouldn’t have happened. She was vetted and given the proper legal documents ahead of time. She knew exactly what she was getting into. And she enjoyed it. Her pussy was so wet for me, and when she came, it was hard and long. It made me crazy with need. The need to control her. To fuck her again.
Shit.
This isn’t good.
I’ll ensure she takes the offer, and when she does, it’s hands-off. Because I need her.
I pull out my phone and shoot off a message to Mike.
Me: Need a favor
Mike: Of course you do…
Me: Fuck off. You make bank off me.
Mike: *rolling my eyes so hard*
He’s so damn dramatic. He’s well taken care of, and that’s the reason he’s up for the challenge of dealing with me and my compulsions. He’s one of the only people who knows, and he’s gone above and beyond to ensure it stays private. For that, I owe him.
Aiden: Can you arrange for a buyer to put together a full wardrobe, accessories, and beauty shit for Cassidy?
Mike: First of all, who? What did I miss? Also, beauty shit! You do know I’m your agent, not your bitch, right?
Aiden: Shut up. And just get me what I want.
If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t be such a dick, but Mike has been with me since I got drafted out of college. He knows I’m messing with him.
Mike: For fuck’s sake, please tell me you didn’t fall in love?
Aiden: Now I’m rolling my eyes…
Aiden: Did you see that game?
Mike: Sure did. But what does that have to do with the girl?
Aiden: She did that.
Mike: So many questions.
Aiden: Just do it. I’ll fill you in later.
With that, I shut down my phone and throw it in my bag, not wanting to text back and forth all night. Because Mike would.
No. I’m going back to the hotel and unloading, and without a doubt, Cassidy will play the star in my mind while I do.
10
CASSIDY
I’m back at the hotel twenty-four hours later to tell him my decision. My hands shake at my side. The nerves claw at my gut.
The same man is outside Aiden’s door.
He must realize I have no intention of knocking because he takes it upon himself to do so for me.
Shit.
What if he’s changed his mind?
