Owned by The Billionaire.

Sarah." Mr. Peak's vo

s I asleep all that time? I wa

o his seat. I look outside and see

e your seat," m

as he says. I strap myself in as the

o its final stop. This certainly is not like flying commercial. Under

Oh, I am going to like this. A group of fast moving baggage handlers gather Mr. Peak's rather formable luggage set. O

plane. I am unfamiliar with the make of the cars. We get inside and I see the

controls which will allow me to do the same. Wait a minute. Would my boss approve? Or wil

dans speeds down the road. The drivers must be committing about twenty moving

d at Sir Gerald's Private Estate, Mr. Peak," the driver announces. Good God. I lo

not the big and imposing classic residence painting in my mind. The h

acific ring through my ears. We are less than fifty feet from the water. The home, the water and the s

However, the six-foot, eight-inch, five hundred pound man walks us around the estate toward

irt standing towards the ocean. He turns and walks towards us. I don't need any introduction. Thi

y palm tree around him. I look at my boss and see him stare down the other billionair

dshake that kinda shows two alpha male angling for control. Sir Gerald is as big

lothing and wild gestures are a complete contrast to t

$50 million. That's a bargain!" Sir Gerald screams over the surf. Mr.

me. His blue eyes take in my s

sociate Miss Sarah Salamuri," my boss says

him and shake hands knowing full well that I am here

t me. I smile shyly. Damn, these billionaires really know how to ef

to discuss "Billionaire Business." I am invi

itate to contact me with any questions or concerns," the big

home. Sir Gerald has dozens of palm trees inside as well as a really c

lk into a large suite. "Is this Si

suite. Enjoy

ing to the sand and the surf. I walk into the bathroom which is - I kid yo

e understand you didn't have any baggage so we have secured you a wardrobe for y

eality. I need to focus. Mr. Peak expects me to perfect. A

I open the luggage and find an enviable collection of casual clothing. A cute

cean breeze playfully flips around the skirt and presses the little dress agai

efoot while Mr. Peak is still wearing his impeccable black dress shoes. The Aussie billionaire looks over a

dn't be bothered with the conver

hat dress for you Sarah,"

down. "I take you two are m