once had, now buried beneath years of hard work and success.
Something.
And then my eye catches sight of a glimmering, glittery display so opulent, it’s attention-grabbing even for Vegas. I squint at the screen. What the hell is that? I step closer to the screen. It isn’t until I see Miranda Montague in her regal heels walk by that I feel my brows go up in surprise. I reach for the phone on my desk and push a number. My secretary answers on the first ring.
“Yes, Mr. Morrow?”
“Ruth, I thought the Escort Service wasn’t coming until the end of the month?”
“Oh, yes, Mr. Morrow. They had initially planned on the end of the month, but we had a cancellation, and the Sugar Daddies were eager to take the opportunity.”
I flinch when she says their given name.
“I see.”
“Is that a problem, sir?”
Not a problem at all, unless you’re hungry for a pretty girl to fuck, long and hard and on your own fucking terms, and you know every damn woman in that lineup’s a knockout. But Sugar Daddies to them means something altogether different.
But I’m the boss, and I didn’t get here by sleeping with the help.
“Not at all. Thank you. Have a good night.”
I disconnect the call, walk around my desk, and lean against the very edge of it. I fold my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes on the screen, this time my only focus, the long table laden with food, and a handful of women dressed in cocktail dresses and platform heels. The others haven’t arrived yet. These are the pros, the ones running the show preparing for the others.
They look classy enough to grace the cover of Esquire, and for good reason. Sugar Daddies is the single most profitable escort service in all of Vegas. We prefer euphemisms for what they do, of course, because technically prostitution is only legal in some places in Nevada, and Vegas isn’t one of them. On record, they’re only Sugar Daddies.
I glance at my watch. Thirty minutes until the girls arrive. Just enough time for me to get dressed, head downstairs, and watch them enter in person.
I won’t choose one, of course. Absolutely not. I’m much too civilized for that.
I pour a shot of the best scotch I own from the sideboard in my office as if to remind myself I’m better than that, I’ve risen above. That I don’t need to pay a woman to share my bed, and I fucking don’t.
I have a job to do.
Just a job.
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Forever My Babygirl: A Billionaire Romance
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Rawley
What does a man with limitless funds, too much time on his hands, in the throes of a bad breakup do to get his life back on track?
Easy.
Hire an escort for the night.
Hey, it worked for my brother.
Darius Marrow is the king of Vegas, and he met his wife through an escort service for God’s sake. I’m not looking for a relationship—hell no—after what I went through with my beauty pageant ex-girlfriend, Tiffani, I’ve sworn off women.
That doesn’t mean I don’t need a good fuck.
Sugar Daddy’s Escort service is a discreet little company that keeps your daddy fetishes, as well as the fact your fucking paying for sex, a secret.
A year ago, if you asked me if I’d ever go after a sugar baby—a woman that likes her ass spanked while she calls her man daddy—I’d tell you, hell no. But after watching my brother with that curvy little blonde wife of his, the way she hangs on his arms and stares up at him with those big brown eyes, my imagination runs to my own night stand with a babygirl.
A pretty girl who wants nothing from me but a chunk of cash? Me smacking her ass, while she’s calling me daddy…yeah, I’d say the idea gets my dick gets pretty hard.
So why not?
I’ve got nothing to lose.
I only need one night to get Tiffani off my mind.
Then, I’m moving on.
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