Maid for the Billionaire (Part 1) by Veronica Young

Author:Veronica Young
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica, erotic romance, bdsm, billionaire, blowjob, alpha male

Chapter 3: Blake

The first few women Jonathan called in did not fit what I wanted at all. They seemed like they were trying too hard. Being rich from birth, I'd quickly gotten tired of the women who clamored after my dick and my money like leeches. It was clear that these women were like them, only willing to work for me to see what it could get them.

I didn't even ask them to strip for me before I politely dismissed them.

As the list went on there were a few that seemed promising. I made question marks on the pictures they'd sent me, which I had laid out before me on the desk. I wanted a girl who wanted the job first, and me second, and so far none of these women had shown me that. Even if I didn't hire a person who could be my submissive like Christine had been, I still needed a clean house.

Jonathan called in another woman, who walked in giddily. When she saw me she fainted, Jonathan rushing to catch her before she hit the floor. I sighed, and helped him get her into a chair. She cried when I dismissed her.

"Which one was she?"

"The blonde one, middle row, second from the left," Jonathan answered automatically. I looked at the desk and found her, removing the picture from the array.

"Jonathan, you're so good at your job." He had looked through over fifty pictures for me, narrowing it down to eighteen interviews, and he'd memorized them all.

Jonathan looked at his clipboard. "I know, Blake. The things I do for you."

I smiled and leaned back in the chair. "Like looking at beautiful women is hard. Who's the next one?"

He glanced at the board again. "Amy Kane. She's the brunette in the bikini." He paused for a second while I looked, before he must have realized there was more than one brunette in a bikini before me. "The one who isn't looking at the camera. Bottom row I think? She's the one you said you liked because she looked shy."

Oh right. She had seemed different from the other ones. Her picture hadn't come perfumed or with anything written on the back. She wasn't smiling at me through the camera. She was smiling elsewhere, and I liked it. I only hoped that she would be like that in her interview, too. I'd be very disappointed if it turned out she was just after me and the money.

"Send her in." Jonathan popped out of the office again and returned a minute later with Ms. Amy Kane. She looked nervous. Not as nervous as the one who'd fainted but far more nervous than the one who hadn't even bothered to sit in the chair at all and went straight for my dick. The right level of nervous, I thought. Her outfit was the most conservative one yet. Her pencil skirt went to her knees with no slits at all, and her button down shirt might have been provocative if it hadn't been under a tight fitting blazer.

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