The Billionaire's Contract: Proposals by Alicia Roberts

Author:Alicia Roberts
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: billioniare erotica, alpha male, free romance, free erotica, billionaire romance, Contemporary Romance
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Friday morning arrived and I got dressed in a rush. I didn't have any exciting weekend plans, but it would still be nice to have two days off work.

As I closed the building door behind me, I noticed a large black limo parked on the street. Brad appeared on my left suddenly, materializing out of nowhere. His hand was on my arm, and before I knew it, I was being led to the limo.

"I need to talk to you," he said. "And you're not rushing off this time."

I got in wordlessly, but as soon as I was seated, I said, "My work…"

"I called George," said Brad, cutting me off, "I said I'd asked you to come by and pick up some papers from my office."

That precluded any arguments, so I sat back and looked around. The limo seats were spacious and comfortable leather, and I noticed a phone and mini bar. Brad was dressed in a dark grey suit, and looked as handsome as ever. He wore a white shirt with silver cufflinks, and a tie that must've cost more than my rent. I felt underdressed sitting beside him, and was glad I'd worn my grey skirt instead of "casual Friday" jeans.

"What's this about?" I looked at him and for the first time, I realized that despite what had happened between us, we'd never said more than two words to each other.

"We've never talked," said Brad, as if he'd read my mind.

"That's fine," I shrugged, "We don't really have to. It's not like our paths cross often…"

He was looking at me calmly, openly appraising my words. "That's true," he said, "But I thought you might be fun to spend time with. You're a lot less stuffy than most people I know."

There was a slightly amused edge as he said that last sentence and I wondered if that was some kind of snub. But I shrugged it off mentally - maybe he really meant it, maybe the people in his world were all boring and he just wanted to be around someone fun and interesting for a while, and that someone was me! I couldn't entirely convince myself of that, but I felt something common between us. Loneliness can sniff out a fellow sufferer easily.

"You don't have to do this, you know. I don't need rides and phone calls…"

"I know," he said, "But indulge me for a bit. Why are you so averse to rides and phone calls? Got a boyfriend or something?"

I smiled, and shook my head no. Dating in the city was a complex game, and one I didn't have the stomach for, yet. A few quick flings and breakups had made me cynical of men and the games they played.

"You're clearly not a nun," he mused, "Tell me about your work, what's it like being a receptionist?"

I'd meant to shrug off the question with a cool, "It's ok," but the genuine interest in his voice caught me off-guard. It had been a while since a stranger had shown any curiosity about my life.

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