Brutal Billionaire : A Standalone Novel (Brutal Billionaires Book 1) by Laurelin Paige

Brutal Billionaire : A Standalone Novel (Brutal Billionaires Book 1) by Laurelin Paige

Author:Laurelin Paige [Paige, Laurelin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Paige Press, LLC
Published: 2023-03-21T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER

TWENTY

BRYSTIN

I wake up thinking about Holt. Before I even open my eyes, I let my mind replay the events of last night. I’d been wary about attending the event after his brutal display of power. Firing Jessa Jones had been bad enough. Declaring that he owned me was something else entirely.

The biggest problem with the declaration is how it didn’t make me feel entirely upset. I’ve never been claimed like that before. Michael’s married to me, and he doesn’t even wear a ring to claim me. I thought I didn’t mind. He’s always said, We know what we are to each other, but now here’s Holt, saying things that unite us in ways I’ve never felt with the man I thought I belonged with.

And I did sign the contract with Holt.

So in the end, it was easy to convince myself that I had no choice but to be wherever he told me to be. I really had thought he’d made me go just so he could exercise more of his dominance, but as soon as he’d announced the show on the carpet, I understood the ploy. He connected me with a bigger cause and gave me the opportunity to speak on its behalf. The nation was introduced to Brystin Shaw as someone who had an important opinion. It was an impressive tactic, one that benefitted me more than it could have possibly benefitted him.

After that, I was at his mercy. He could have told me to spread my legs on that stage, and I would have let him take me in any way he wanted.

I suppose the fact that he’s obeyed my boundaries where sex is concerned is a sign that the man has at least some integrity.

Possibly the best part of the night was everything after the orgasms were exchanged, and considering I’d had one of the best O’s of my life in front of that imaginary audience, that’s really saying something. The evening could have easily ended there.

But instead of putting me in a car, he cleaned me up once again with the inside of his jacket, then wore the cum-stained clothing while he took me up to the top of Sebastian Center. It’s one of the top tourist attractions in NYC, but I somehow managed to never go. I imagine it’s a totally different experience being there at night and without a crowd. Romantic, almost. Holt brought a bottle of expensive wine, which we passed back and forth as we looked out over the city below us. Tipsy as all get out, I listened to him wax on about the notes and tones of the particular variety of grape, and then we spent at least an hour reminiscing about our favorite headlines from the past decade.

It was absolute news nerdom, and I couldn’t have been happier.

Holt’s ability to spout cultural trivia reminded me of the early days with Michael. When I used to fawn over him after a show with all the other interns. Except with Michael, I listened more than contributed.



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