Billionaire Games (Standalone) by Kenya Wright

Author:Kenya Wright [Wright, Kenya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kenya Wright
Published: 2020-12-30T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Dawn’s Diary

A complete gentleman, Caden didn’t try anything on the first three dates. Not even a kiss. And I wanted to taste those lips. The most he ever did was hold my hand. Sometimes squeeze it. The whole time, his voice twirled and slipped along my flesh and I had the naughtiest thoughts when he talked about regular things.

At the end of each date, he’d raise my hand to his mouth and leave a sweet kiss as his gaze remained on me, penetrating every part of my flesh. I was hungry for him, but I stayed in the moment and never pushed it further.

After three weeks of his 18th-century courting, he asked me the oddest question. “Do you want to come to my island?”

We’d been on a date, munching on sushi and planning on catching a movie later.

I choked on my wine. “Did you say island?”

He smirked. “Yes.”

“Okay. This time I’m going to swoon a little and then nicely tell you, no.”

Shock replaced the confidence. “Why, no?”

“Because. . .” Instead of finishing my sentence, I finished my wine. How could I go off with him to an island? And what kind of a man had an island anyway? I still didn’t know anything about Caden and he continued to avoid any of my questions when they became personal.

“Hmmm.” He poured me some more wine. “Are you afraid to come because on an island there would be no way for you to escape?”

“O-kay. So, I wasn’t thinking about that but now I am, psycho man.”

He laughed. “We could invite your friends. I have six guest houses there. There’s a small village on the outskirts. Barely a hundred people who keep the area going and make sure my land is fine when I’m gone. There are a few shops and small stores.”

I shook my head. “How does one own an island?”

“By purchasing it.”

I wanted to ask how much it cost but anytime I brought up a question about his money or career, he always avoided it and I ended up feeling scummy and nosy for asking. In the end, his finances were none of my business.

“I want you to come to my island and help me celebrate July Fourth. Invite four friends and tell them they can bring somebody.”

Excitement rushed through me. “I don’t know.”

He took his phone out and handed it to me. “You do know. Call them.”

“But. . .where is the island?”

“Off the coast of Port Alfred, South Africa.”

My jaw dropped.

“It’s a bit far. I know.”

“Sure. South Africa. Just a few miles away.” I gripped his phone. “I don’t know.”

“Your friends will protect you.”

“But, Caden, Are you. . .”

“What?”

“Are you sure?”

“Wouldn’t you feel more comfortable if your friends were there?”

“Yes.”

“Then invite every fucking person you know. I just want you there with me.”

I was about to say something else, but he raised one finger and said, “No.”

I laughed. “You didn’t know what I was going to say.”

“No, I don’t expect anything from you but your time.”

“Okay.” I exhaled and dialed Sylvia first, hoping she would still answer since I was using his phone.

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