THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION

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hose fat cats from New York will be interested in becoming a part of The Grand." He had alr

uite like having lunch with one of my most reliable colleagues, Stan Stefanander. It didn't matter

verything I could possibly want in this life-fame, money, and everythin

been acting so depressed lately, Stan complained. He appeared to have not slept in days, a

squeezed. Stan and I had a long history together-all the way back to our undergraduate days, when w

millionaire. I'm free to do anything I want! Stan dec

." Stan took hold of my forea

ed my head. I had been married to Donna for eleven years when I discovered she was having an affair with Tony McCarthy, my former supervisor. He was an elderly, disreputable lawyer with e

. Donna no longer exists. Stan didn't need t

're a working man. Stan stammered, raising his voice by an octave as he

ched for my wallet and jammed it into my pocket. "An

hing," he uttered. "You must find

the restaurant

owhere! I caught Stan yelling. I sighed, ignored him, and

ough he occasionally went overboard, I could never stay angry with him for very long because we were such cl

s and sophisticated housewives frequented it. I had nothing when I first started in this industry. Nope. However, I made my way up gradually, and obtaining The Grand has been the highlight of my p

ked. My focus remained on business, precisely where it should have remained. And it was the same toda

u twice today and asked tha

the fourth-floor bar renovations; he wants

is wide face drippi

guests who are persistently attempt

eaners informed me that your Givenchy sui

nection. Terry only appears nervous,

in, for fuck's sake." "

e, Mr. Stefan

"And why is the valet parking

Jennifer

attention to these kinds of things while I

ike that pull up here," Alicia said. Terr

call security?"

as a filthy-looking man with a receding hairline got out. He wore a rumpled white t-shirt under a brown jacket that seemed to be a size too

ive, ugly man enter The Grand's exquisite beauty? I saw the shocked looks on the other guests' faces. H

me." "No way, no how!" I turned to face Terry an

out of the hotel, they both nervously retreated. With haste, I rolled up my sleeves and mad

his?" I screamed. The man halted, r

, what do

ands clenched into fists. "Or you will come to re

blink. Fro

growled. "I also don't

nd that one small gesture turned my ire into actua

e," I

y hidden gems in the dumpster that bring in a nice sum of money for Mar

it, or even $175 if I claimed it belonged to a wealthy jerk lik

"Get the fuck away from my dumpsters an

ed out of the garbage, carrying

his arm and placed my foot in front of his plump legs. He abruptly stopped and gave me a ca

that piece of shit van and you're not a

to his van. Just as we got closer to the van, Mark squirmed out of my hold. My

ing lovingly over her glossy head. She had a little pout on her face and a physique full of curves and lusciousness. My cock twit

roll in and approach women? I took Mark by the collar and gave him a hard shove against the automobile. I was going to give him a hard

was trembling nervously, and her brown eyes were pleading with me. My mouth spr

r. Fancy Pants is not interested in us

gave him one last nudge ag

t's okay," while adju

ich Boy, I can't help but think that this i

issed, defending The Grand from filth li

se Nadia and I are accus

e" I swore as I

f them. What's its name, by the

hesitant glance before averting her gaze. Her timid demeanour was making me feel attracted to h

I had been working to have that landfill shut down, and as of last week, with the he

mingo, indeed." "It's the onl

all she could find; she just graduated from high scho

n like Mark were evil, I couldn't h

as you just look through between one and five in the morning. I wanted to see Nadia again,

my protruding erection had tented my pants. That girl was insanely beautiful, and I couldn't believe she was that disgusting man's daughter. I had to find