Claiming Her In the Pool by Cassandra Dee

Author:Cassandra Dee [May, Cassandra Dee & Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cassandra Dee Romance
Published: 2019-09-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Kelsey

It’s been an interesting month, to say the least. On the one hand, both Trent and the Billionaires Club itself have been totally upfront with respect to expectations. Mainly, that I should have none. The billionaires aren’t looking for relationships, nor are they looking for girlfriends or wives. They’re looking for temporary fixes, meaning plush, nubile females who are willing to open their legs and accept cocks for ungodly sums of money.

Because both Amber and I are working at the Club now. Ever since we completed the training phase, things have taken off at light speed and we spend most of our time at the compound with our respective alpha males. Amber with her guy Roman, and me with Trent. We suckle, we moan, and we let them do anything they want to us for a price.

Because the deposits that have landed in my bank account have been enormous. Before, I made minimum wage at the country club clearing tables and folding towels. A lot of times, it was even less than minimum wage because I’d get docked for all sorts of infractions, from coming in late to accidentally breaking a glass in the dining room.

But with the Billionaires Club, none of that matters because the overall sum is just so huge. We’re paid five thousand dollars per week, and the money hits my bank account with a large thump, almost like a giant piano crashing onto the sidewalk with no way to stop it.

But the thing is that I’m confused. The money’s good, don’t get me wrong, but deep in my heart, I can’t help but feel that I’d do all this for nothing. It doesn’t take five thousand dollars to make me want Trent. It wouldn’t even take five hundred, to tell the truth, because somehow the billionaire has me captured with his smile and the way he brings out the best from me.

Take last week for example. We were sitting in his suite at the club, lounging around without doing much. To my surprise, he unfolded the New York Times and pushed a pair of glasses on his nose before starting on the crossword. I gaped before bursting into merry laughter because no way would I ever have believed my handsome alpha was a crossword addict.

“What is it?” he asked drolly, looking at me from over the rims of his glasses. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” I giggled while looking at him from the bed. I was nude from a hot session, my curves still flushed and rosy, but the sight of Trent’s bronzed body bent over the paper made me even rosier. “I never thought of you as a crossword person, that’s all.”

He crooked an eyebrow at me.

“I like a good brainteaser now and then,” he rumbled. “Why, don’t you?”

I bit my lip, raising myself so that I was at least vertical as I looked at him.

“Well, I’ve never been very academic,” was my confession, “so crosswords are kind of out of my expertise.”

He grunted, rolling his eyes a bit.

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