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A PACT WITH A BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 4 A NIGHT OF UNEXPECTED CONVERSATION

Word Count: 2590    |    Released on: 28/08/2023

ied my makeup, and when I realized it wasn't perfect, I cleaned my face and started over. As I entered and carefully pushed the dress up, i

ay, "I don't think I've ever seen you pay

erial whirled about me. "Dad, you need

m leaving that door because you are no longer in high school. However

the occasion without my dad's presence. I had to put a stop t

nted, "You look stunning." Who is the man? Some awkward

on him all week, it was beginning to annoy me that I was devoting my free time to him rather than getting compensated for

on his chin as he cast me a narrowing

did a fancy yawn while looking at my watch. "I'm not. It's merely a busi

ould try to have fun

r you. My dad and I were used to cracking bawdy jokes around the house, so please try not t

ht face, "I'll save some delicious,

and pleaded with my pores not to perspire. Why the heck did I feel so anxious? After 30 minutes, the door received a quick knock, and the driver informed me that Mr. Mason

glimpse of Mr. Mason's muscular frame inside. He was dressed in one of those professional outfits that highlighted his powerful, athletic build. We fin

ded my knees not to sag by rubbing my hand across my thigh. Even though he traced slowly over my body, it didn't help. M

s Davis. First names would be more fitt

strong, and I felt my stiff sho

as surprised when I heard him humming quietly. He sat on the opposite side of the car, acting as though he was respecting my personal space. I wanted to come closer, but I was reluctant to do so. I needed to co

aged by electric waves that were unleashed by his powerful, manly hand. As my feet delicately touched the curb, I was able to muster a smile of gratitude. He held

o. Heat rushed through

my training, trying to appear as amiable as possible. Women muttered, perhaps speculating as to who I was and why I was on his arm. I suddenly realized that Smith Mason was a well-known billionaire who was well-known across the n

s to the public," Smith said in my ear, his body heat spreading to mine

aped my mouth. I immediately felt bad about it. It was so unprofessional, yet

small smile on his fa

harity events, but this was much more. I got anxious in large gatherings. I desired for the earth to swe

Miss his tray of beverages and said,

the waiter in my direction. He had

ably cost me a whole month's income. I made more money than anyone else my age, but that didn't mean I could afford to live in luxury. I had to take ca

the way to a gathering of couples, saying,

seen me accompanying someone else? My secret would

en give me a second glance as they greeted him right away. I could see they t

ss Davis." I put on a kind smile and extended my ha

o Smith once more, the company gr

utes, I excused myself and left him there so t

way as I walked away.

"Restroom break." Sur

nted by

umber of women touching up. While the others reapplied their makeup, some we

h there was no official agency policy requiring us to remain by our client

before. They were needy and clingy. All of that didn't seem to affect him. And I had a

en standing for a short while, it felt like I had been moving for several hours. I made

is side, he was paying the bill and I was collecting his payment. Why then did it upset me that I hadn't seen him in thirt

ack. Smith walked over to me and said, "There you ar

om his physique and threw

eyes as he gazed at the op

y other way, but I wasn't about to tell him that. "No sir. I did my best to remain attentive, standing, but when I returned from the bathroom, I c

met my eyes. "Livia, wh

f a throbbing arousal in me, but I needed it to end. My thoughts briefly raced through his query. My inner thighs began to he

my neck. My spine was straightened. "

ise. He stood up differently and made a whistle-

me at ease. Perhaps this wasn't as horrible as I thought. As terrifying as I once believed Smith Maso

ngements made for you by the ag

that I had no life and was both private and intrusive

he asked, cocking hi

If I had someone intrigui

wrist to shake off his hand. She biting. I'm beginning

ntend it that way. I merely meant that I hadn't met somebody remarkable enough

hing happened. In any case, what was the point? I had two options: I could allow guys to buy supper and be bored out of my mind, or I could allow them to get food and give me a large sum of mon

eyes brightened at the co

ld never choose someone like me. I was merely a female escort to him. damaged goods. I didn't have the same level

n't need to know that I was a go-getter and a diligent worker because I quit and enrolled in an architectural program

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