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ROMANCING THE BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 2 The red satin bra

Word Count: 2240    |    Released on: 06/07/2023

ly easier than sh

he family room's primary chair. She spotted that a huge, heavy square coffee table, surround

lack trench coat, along with the other girls'

lor-thingy event. Thi

straight away, but instead they w

's lead once more and addressed herself as Daisy. And she

ps and dip and trays of cookies, fancy brownies and colourful lightning were sprinkled throughout the room. The enormous sheet cake was adorned with an ed

gave her the impression that she could

rly to mid-thirties there. Amaya could almost sm

" Helena murmured quietly to Nancy

ed not to come,"

lied, "Why don't you two get up

f on cue. The vibration of the percussion bass licks creates the atmosphere.

sculine bodies and appreciative gazes to that enormous, shiny coffee table. Amay

g romantic tonight. Thats for

d up onto the coffee table, and she

Helena's decision to have two females dance at the same time. Despite the fact that she and

olume on the music, and

rt behind the couch, much to the

needed t

bad at all. She was actually enjoying this! Yet, she couldn't believe she was here only a few hours ago;

others roared with joy as he pawed it off his face and hurled it behin

ong. Another tune, "Touch My Body," began. The redhead Pamela joined them at the long table. Th

re than she would on a beach, but they loved it. Christmas had obviously arrived e

hen sho

by Lady Gaga, when Nancy smiled and opened the front clas

roars of applause

ed them, then secured her

overed every m

who would have been seen to be more endowed.

ld I do?

e noticed Nancy and Pamela had both stepped down. She w

urious about what lay behin

d attending a private school in France played a role. She'd sunbathed topless in Fra

"Oh well, w

iar music began to play. The male-dominated crowd applaude

eamy grin meant to drive a guy insane. Then she went for

*

his large wood desk, trying not to hear the

successful was that your working da

ive storage that could be used as an internet wireless port that had swept the computer industry and garnered positive feedback. They'd mad

le part. His partner nagged him all the time to let loos

ustin worked well t

ose attention

only he could stay here and finish the pa

were meant to go to tonight? I mean, downstai

onto his temples, feeling a headache start. He'd laboured straight through noon and was s

sin's bachelor party. G

wil

and don't do whatever

open season?" Chas

ther end, amused. "All I know is that all labour and

?" he inquired of his three-year-old blond labrador. He'd asked Justin to look

e toy ball - oops, he just heard his name, and he's lo

ng him overnight; pa

y about him

eply. "Okay, I'l

ed. Enjoy the event. I can handle a day w

e hung up the phone and stretched. He tilted his head, listening to

ured to himself and walked towards the do

*

ly exploded, taking her over. It didn't hurt that she was wearing a black wig and a mask that simply concealed one-third of her face. She felt like another wo

d undone her bra's back fastening for the third time. Amaya considered a true striptease to be a piece of art, an expression of the feminine f

, waiting for her to pull the gorgeous garment

d not. She compe

e lace bra straps fall down her shoulders, then cu

ne of the g

theart!" screamed

ross at Tyler, wondering how Mar

lain to Mary what she did tonight that

s so drunk tha

g to the tunes, her hands on red satin. Then she lifted the clot

Someone else hurled a drink at some of the other

a once more, giving it a slightl

d, and the applaus

proceeded to spin the bra over her he

ht at a the man who was approaching her with

a sm

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black-haired dancer flaunt her breasts to the mob of excited males. And

could n

hing like this to get him in trouble or drive him over the line into doing anything crazy. Mary wo

, stopped, faced him, and flung her bra into the throng

pped it, and rushed over to the coffee table

" He g

n growled back.

and strode out of the family room,

gled in his hands. "Put me

ckly exited the room, down the co

n a hot

f punch from the barman. The red satin bra had s

ritated as he was by her antics, he had to ackno

g up there?" Chase said, keeping his v

nd barman, his eyes filled with adoration. "And

re's Tyler?" C

woman explained. Even if he didn't want to,

now Tyler?" C

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“Chase Johnson was successful and a billionaire for a reason, yet he was lured by Amaya's smile. Remembering the moment when he'd walked into the living room and she'd flung her bra at him and he'd gotten a look at her bare bounty. Amaya caught his eye, all right, in a way no other woman ever had before. Then she'd argued with him and challenged him, and he'd found he liked it. Women usually become sweetly submissive around him. But she had been so different. Forget danger. Challenge could have been Amaya's middle name. Six years later, she ran into him again, and this time Chase became her boss, and he made her life a living hell, but she couldn't give up. She needed a job for her five-year-old son. Will she be able to reveal her secret to him before it's too late?”