A Feast For Billionaires (Billionaire Erotic Romance) by Grace McCabe

Author:Grace McCabe
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica, erotic romance, bdsm, billionaire romance, billionaire erotica

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Alicia finished her breakfast and then carried the dirty dishes into the kitchen of her small Brooklyn apartment. As she rinsed the dishes off in the sink, she gazed absently out the window as a pigeon landed on the ledge outside, bobbed its head, and then flew away.

It had been almost a week since her encounter with Jason Ballard, and she hadn’t heard a word from him. Before dropping her off at her apartment that night, Martin, Ballard’s assistant, had taken down her address and phone number and told her that Jason would be in touch shortly....

Alicia finished loading the dishwasher, locked the door and pressed the “quick wash” button. She was beginning to think that whole evening at the mansion had been a ploy just to get into her panties, like an elaborate parlor game that wealthy men played in order to bed young women and then avoid any responsibility later. The fact that she’d enjoyed it didn’t make it any easier, and in fact it just made her long for another taste of him, another walk on the wild side. He had probably spoiled her in that sense, she thought, and she wondered if she’d ever enjoy “normal” sex with a man again.

With the dishwasher humming in the kitchen, she got dressed for work, and was applying her makeup in the bathroom when the doorbell rang. Probably Susan, she thought. Susan, her downstairs neighbor, was without a car for the moment, and she occasionally asked Alicia for a ride into Manhattan.

But when Alicia cracked open the door the face of a stranger stared back at her. He was a young man in his mid-twenties, she guessed, with short-cropped brown hair and pleasant features.

“Hi, I’m Dave,” he said. “From 316. I found this in my mailbox.”

He held a Priority Mail envelope up in her line of sight. It had Alicia’s name and address on it, and the return address said “Ballard Capitol Mgmt.”

“Wow, thanks,” she said, opening the door the rest of the way. Now that she had a better look at him, she realized that Dave from 316 was sort of cute in a Joe Jonas sort of way. He handed her the envelope. “Maybe I’ll see you around,” he said, and turned to leave.

“I’d like that,” she told him. “I’m Alicia, by the way,”

“I guessed that.” He flashed her a smile. No dimples, but Alicia was beginning to think that dimples were overrated. She wasn’t a teenager anymore, after all.

When he was gone Alicia locked the door and then carried the Priority Mail envelope over to the kitchen table. She had never been one to prolong suspense, so she tore open the tab and removed the contents. Inside was a typewritten contract, several pages long, with her name and address at the top. There was a handwritten note attached to the front of the contract.

“Hello Alicia,” the note said. “I had my lawyer draw up a contract for the design of my vacation home in Aspen.

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