Darker (Alpha Billionaire Romance Erotica) (The Dark Billionaire #3)
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Authors: L.N. Pearl
Darker
The Dark Billionaire #3
L.N. Pearl
By the same author:
The Setup – The Dark Billionaire Book #1
Broken – The Dark Billionaire Book #2
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. Pearl All rights reserved worldwide.
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“Mmm… what time is it?”
Two weeks had passed since Bruce had received the results from the urologist. Jennifer had spent the entire week-end with him, mostly talking about their relationship, Bruce’s options, and their future. He had more tests to do to confirm his condition and to consider any treatment, but Bruce had been very affected, both psychologically and emotionally. He couldn’t believe and accept that he wouldn’t be able to have his own family.
Jennifer had been very patient and supportive, reassuring Bruce that it didn’t matter as long as they understood each other.
“It’s 5:30 AM.” Bruce said, panting. He was already awake and had just done about a hundred push-ups. His chest and shoulders were pumped, looking even more impressive with the light of the ceiling coming from above.
Lying
on the bed, Jennifer was observing him. She couldn’t get enough of his amazing body. Half asleep, she could see his naked buttocks - two soft, yet very muscular, cheeks flexing one after another as he was climbing up the stairs of his two-story closet.
“I can’t see it
, but I know it’s there…” Jennifer said.
Bruce kept walking, without turning to see her. “What?”
“I’m really impressed that you can do your push-ups while your dick is hard.”
Bruce chuckled. “Oh, you’re talking about that… Yes,
it’s always hard in the morning. You should be grateful; they say it’s a sign of vitality. It usually takes me about ten to fifteen minutes to get soft.” He grabbed a white shirt and a dark blue tie from the drawer when he heard Jennifer moaning. He turned around and saw her downstairs, lying naked in bed, pulling the sheet down slowly and spreading her legs. She was looking at him, her eyes half opened and filled with lust, and biting her lips.
“You don’t want to waste all that vitality, do you?” she said, caressing her inner thighs with her fingers and revealing her
shaved folds, swollen with desire. Bruce leaned forward and crossed his big arms against the handrail, his cock getting bigger as he was watching Jennifer teasing him.
“
Can you cum in ten minutes?” he asked, his cock now fully erected. “I have a helicopter to catch in an hour…”
She simply nodded, still looking at him, rubbing her wet pussy and sucking her index finger.
“Maybe even faster…”
She closed her eyes and moaned louder, inviting Bruce to hurry.
He calmly put his shirt and tie back in the drawer, and went down the stairs. Jennifer was hypnotized by his massive cock moving up and down, following the rhythm of his steps.
He didn’t join her in bed, though – he
simply stood in front of her. “Keep touching yourself. Show me you’re ready - no time for foreplay.”
Jennifer
, still quiet, pulled out her wet finger from her mouth and slid it inside her soaking pussy. Bruce could see her long pink nail going back and forth between her clit and inside her channel, gently spreading her delicate lips. Very quickly, her finger was coated with her white juices and her perineum was covered by her cream. The room was filled by her strong and musky odor, leaving no doubts about her arousal.
Sex was in the air…
Without a word, Bruce grabbed her ankles and pulled her towards him, until her ass was near the edge of the bed. He pushed back her ankles towards her head and told her to hook her arms around her knees. He gently stroked his cock and kneeled down. Then, he grabbed her by the ass and lifted her a little bit, so her pussy was directly in front of his face.
“I thought you said no foreplay…” Jennifer said, looking at him between her legs.
“I just want to make sure my cock will slide very deep without hurting you.” Bruce said, diving between her firm thighs. His tongue went directly inside her soaking pussy, parting her folds to the side and allowing her juices to leak on the bed sheet. Bruce fucked her with his tongue, while he was playing with her tight ring, rubbing it with his thumb.
Jennifer, eyes closed, was panting. With her arms still holding her legs, she could reach Bruce’s head with her hand. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled him closer, feeling his hot breath against her crotch.
“Baby, fuck me… You’re going to be late, just fuck me now!”
Bruce stood up and pressed his swollen shaft between her folds.
He rubbed his cock against her lips and patted her clit with his head – forming a string of precum, connecting the slit of his cock to her pussy. Jennifer felt increasingly horny by the sight of his semen mixing with her juices.
“Baby, you’re so sexy… I can’t wait, fuck me
now! Oh yeah, I like that, deeper baby – I want to feel your balls against my ass…”
Bruce was slowly engulfing his large pole
inside her walls, resting his hands on her feet. As soon as her pussy lips were around the base of his cock, he started to fuck her hard, his hips going back and forth with energy.
He and Jennifer were sweating, panting, moaning and grunting. Both had their eyes closed and their head tipped to the back.
The friction of his velvet cock against her eager walls was exquisite – they were both lost in their own selfish pleasure, feeling the endorphin throughout their body like a drug.
Jennifer climaxed first, screaming very loud and scratching Bruce’s shoulders with her nails. Satisfied, Bruce also allowed himself to cum, filling Jennifer’s deep center with his load of hot sperm.
“Oh my God… That’s a hell of a way to wake up. Oh wait baby, come here. Oops…” Jennifer said, while touching Bruce’s bleeding shoulders. “I got carried away. I didn’t even realize I scratched you so hard. Sorry…”
Bruce kissed her. “That’s fine; a warrior needs to have a few battle scars.”
“Yeah… my sexy warrior. You’re the Lord of Sex!”
Bruce chuckled and joined her in bed. She put her head on his six-pack and caressed his now semi-hard cock. Bruce was caressing her hair. “You’re sure you want to quit?”
“Yes I am.” Jennifer said. “It
’s been really crazy since we’ve been together and I’ve thought about it many times. I can’t really work for you anymore; it’s just too difficult for me. I can’t handle the double life, you know - you being tough during the day time, and then me pretending that I’m okay at night…”
“I understand. It’
s easier for me, for sure.”
“It’s not just about
you. There are many things. The pressure at work, the gossips, people looking at me and asking personal questions, the nasty comments… I can’t stand it. People are getting mean and sarcastic; it’s not a good environment for me anymore. I think they know about us, but since they can’t prove it, they push me.”
Bruce sighed. “I
probably pay them too much… They’ve become too comfortable and not busy enough. If they have time to do that, we have a problem. I mean,
I
have a problem in my company…”
“I don’t know, Bruce. I also admire you, you know.” Jennifer said, looking at him.
“Why? Because I’m rich? And then what, that’s not a reason to quit…”
“No. I admire your background, your tenacity, how you got where you are and overcame so many obstacles - not only professional
, but also personal ones. Your whole character is just amazing.”
“Well… thank you. But how is it connected to you quitting your job?”
“As you can guess – at least I hope you do – I’ve never dreamed of being an executive assistant, even for a billionaire like you. No offense, obviously, but it’s not… compelling. It’s not… I don’t know how to say it.”
“It’s not
fulfilling, maybe?”
“Yes, absolutely.
I have this dream of having my own business, a cooking school, but I’ve never really thought about doing it for real. Honestly, after everything that happened since I’ve been with you, I feel more confident. I want to be more like you. And I think I have to try before it’s too late.”
“Mmm,
it makes perfect sense, and you have a great motivation. I totally support the determination and the willingness to be an entrepreneur. You’re a little immature, though. Business-wise, I mean.”
“
I know…”
Bruce paused for a minute.
“I think you need to spend more time with people who actually do business. You will learn more by doing this than by reading or going back to study. Why don’t you come with me to Bangkok to meet Kenichi? We are going to talk business, so it might give you new perspectives and open your mind. What do you think?”
Jennifer jumped
on the bed, her eyes filled with excitement. “Really? You’re serious?”
“
Of course. It’s a great opportunity, in my opinion. Oh, by the way… tell me your passport is valid this time…”
Jennifer laughed. “You bet it is.”
“Alright! We’ll leave at the end of the week, on Saturday. I think it gives you enough time to prepare, since you’re not going to work anymore. Now, I really have to go to my meeting…”
Bruce went to the bathroom and took a shower while Jennifer was thinking.
Should I call Benny? It’s Monday morning, I think I should tell him…
She grabbed her cell phone
and dialed Benny’s number.
“Hey, Jen. Let me guess… You won’t come to work today, right?”
“Correct.”
“And then, you will actually show up and act like nothing happened, right?”
Jennifer laughed. “No, Benny. This time, it’s for real.”
“Ha
ha! Yeah, right. Nice try, Jen, but I’m not going to fall for it one more time. It’s too easy for you to trick me every time. Actually, you know what? Do you remember on Valentine’s day, that restaurant that we stumbled upon online?”
“You mean the one with the $300 menu per person?”
“Yeah, THAT one. Let’s play a little game to see if you’re serious; if you do show up just one time this week, you invite me there on Friday night for dinner. If not, the bill is for me.”
“
Ouch… I feel sorry for you, Benny. See you on Friday night then… and don’t spend too much this week!”
“Welcome to
Thailand, Jennifer - ‘The Land of Smile’ as they call it.”
Bruce and Jennifer landed in Bangkok, Thailand
at 1:14 PM on Sunday. After nearly eighteen hours spent in Bruce’s private jet, Jennifer was more than excited to have finally arrived and couldn’t wait to see how amazing Thailand really was.
“
Yeah! I’m so excited, baby. Can you believe it? I finally get to visit this wonderful country. Do you realize that I was supposed to be here when I first met you in your mansion?”
Bruce w
as stretching in the huge black leather seat. He unfastened his seat belt and stood up before Jennifer, who was still seated, taking her chin in his large hand. “Of course, I do. You thought you could trick me so easily…”
Jennifer grinned and looked at him from under her eyelashes. “
Well, it kind of worked… you didn’t complain when I sucked you at the opera, even though I was trying to
trick you
.” She gently rubbed his cock through his pants and bit her lips. “By the way, how was the blowjob in the air, captain?”
Bruce thought for a minute, looking for something witty to say. “
It definitely made me high.” Jennifer laughed and rested her head against his flat stomach.
It’s going to be an amazing trip! I’m so lucky to have him…
“Mr. Wilson, we are ready to go.” The air hostess said, inviting him and Jennifer to exit the cabin.
“Thank you, Vicky.” Bruce said, helping Jennifer get up.
“I wish you a very pleasant stay in Thailand with Ms. Stuart, Mr. Wilson.”
Bruce and Jennifer walked to the door where a very elegant Asian man dressed in a white uniform was waiting. When he saw them, he smiled, bent his head, and joined his hands to his forehead.
“Sawasdee khap, khun Jennifer. Sawasdee khap, khun Bruce. Welcome to Bangkok. I hope you had a nice trip.” Jennifer noticed that his English was impeccable – no accent at all.
Why is he calling me ‘khun’ Jennifer?
“My name is
Yutapong, but you can call me June – that’s my nickname. Mr. Kenichi sent me to pick you up. He apologizes for not being able to come by himself due to business concerns. He said you would understand.”
Bruce nodded. “Absolutely. No problem, khun June.”
Oh, ok, I get it. ‘Khun’ is probably the Thai equivalent of Mrs. or Mr. A bit like ‘san’ in Japanese - like Kenichi-‘san’…
”
This way, please.” June showed them to two impressive black cars with tainted windows waiting on the tarmac. Jennifer asked, “Are we waiting for someone else? Why are there two cars?”
June smiled and answered politely,
“The second car will follow us with your luggage, khun Jennifer.”
I see
. Good service…
June opened the door
for Jennifer, followed by Bruce, to get into the luxurious car.
“Have you seen that color, Bruce? I’ve never seen anything like that. It looks like a batman car or something.”
“It’s called matte black paint, and I’ll admit it’s very impressive - especially on these two cars; Mercedes CLS 63 AMG. I don’t know how much Kenichi paid for them, but knowing the tax on cars is 100%...”
“Are you kidding me? People
here pay double what we pay for the same car?”
“
Crazy, isn’t it?” June got in the car, and Bruce looked at him. “Hotel Kempinski, behind Siam Paragon mall.”
As the car slowly moved, Jennifer
rested her head against Bruce’s shoulder – she was finally in her dream destination with the man she loved.
Bruce, as if he knew what she was thinking, kissed her hair and put his arm around her shoulders. “I love you, Jen. This is the beginning of a new life for you
– I’ll make sure you get everything you need to achieve your dreams.”
She closed her eyes and felt like time had stopped. She’d been through a lot recently – Bruce’s ex-wife, his inability to have kids
and the consequences for them as a couple, the pressure at the office, the uncertainty of her professional life now that she quit her job… However, none of that was powerful enough to ruin this moment with Bruce. Her love for him was stronger. She felt a delicious sensation taking over her entire body: despite all the adversity and the obstacles in her way, she was happy.
***
Kenichi was a bit early. It was 9:05 PM when Bruce and Jennifer arrived, and he was already waiting at a table in the middle of a beautiful open air rooftop sky bar. The view of the city by night was breathtaking. When he saw the couple, he stood up.
“Bruce! Over here!”
The two men hugged and patted each other’s back, genuinely happy to meet again. “Kenichi-san, this is Jennifer. You already met her.”
Jennifer was a bit embarrassed, not knowing if she was supposed to shake hands like western people, join her hands
to her head like Thai people, or simply wave her hand and smile. Kenichi made it easy for her by simply looking at her and nodding politely. “Yes, we have already met near a balcony at your mansion I think.”
Jenn
ifer laughed nervously at the allusion to that afternoon, when she ridiculed herself by screaming in front of Bruce’s friends, thinking he was committing suicide – when he was actually jumping on a giant slide to his swimming pool.
“Nice to see you again, Jennifer. Please take a seat. Is it your first
time here in Bangkok?”
Bruce and Jennifer took
their places in front of Kenichi, and ordered two mojitos. “Yes. Actually, it’s our first time in Thailand. We’re really thrilled to be here. Bruce insisted that I come with him to learn business from the two of you. I hope you don’t mind?”
Kenichi t
ook a sip of vodka and raised his hand. “It’s my pleasure, really. You can ask anything you want. I’m glad to help.”
Jennifer smiled and hesitated for a second.
She was a bit nervous, and her hands were slightly shaking. Before coming, she and Bruce had agreed that Jennifer should try to lead the conversation that night in order to know Kenichi’s intentions. There was no doubt that he wanted to talk business as soon as possible, and Bruce had promised not to interfere unless she was really in trouble. “I’d like to know why you do business in Thailand. I thought most of your activities were in Japan.”
“Actually
, I’m half Japanese, half Thai. When my parents divorced, my mom came back here to Bangkok. I have connections in both countries.”
“Oh, really? Very interesting…” There was a moment of silence. Jennifer didn’t know what to say to keep the conversation goi
ng, and she started to sweat a little. Bruce saw that she was struggling and asked, “So Kenichi-san, what do you want to do here in Bangkok?”
Kenichi put his glass on the table and leaned back. “
Finance – Or should I say, trading and investment, to be more accurate.”
Jennifer was impress
ed when she heard his answer – she didn’t feel very comfortable; the topic was clearly intimidating, but she tried to be involved in the conversation anyway. “Why not do it in Japan? What’s better about Thailand?” She looked at Bruce, not sure whether she’d asked a good question or not.
Bruce
, who was leaning back in his seat, looked at her and nodded, giving her his silent approbation.
Kenichi nodded as well. “Good question, Jennifer.
Well, I’ve studied the Thai market, and I happen to know a few people who own trading and investment companies. The financial market here is not as regulated as it is over there in Japan, and it makes business much easier.”
Jennifer
thought that it made perfect sense, but didn’t know what to say next. She simply said the first thing that came to her mind. “It means more opportunities for you?”
“Exactly.
Here’s how it works.” Jennifer felt relieved – she didn’t have to come up with more questions for now. “The instruments traded are called futures contracts. They are contracts that say you promised to buy or sell something at a future date. We will focus on commodities such as gold and crude oil, but also currencies – also known as foreign exchange. You follow me?”
Bruce nodded and looked perfectly calm, obviously mo
re confident than Jennifer. Kenichi continued. “I know the right people: analysts, quants, Ph.Ds and traders from Japan ready to move here. They will trade and invest clients’ money, and we’ll get a nice commission per trade. The standard of the market is USD80 per transaction, and we’ll scalp – meaning we’ll make several transactions per day on the same account to make profits. We do have a lot of competition though, especially from savvy European businessmen who start to take over a lot of the market share. British people are good, but the worst are the Italians…”
Jennifer’s head was spinning – she was completely lost and didn’t even understand half of what Kenichi was saying. Bruce
leaned forward and seemed more interested. “The commission seems high in my opinion. Why would anyone pay that much?”
Kenichi winked at Bruce. “This is where I need you, Bruce. You know people who have the profile I’m looking for
, and I’m asking for your help to attract them to me. Plus, I think it might serve your own interests, right? It’s perfect for your personal plans.”
What personal plans? Another secret?
Bruce kept silent for a moment and nodded. “I see…”
Kenichi suddenly stood up. “You don’t have to give me your answer tonight
, Bruce. Think about it and call me whenever you’re ready. Sorry, but I have to fly to Pattaya tomorrow so I better go to bed early. It was a pleasure meeting you again, Jennifer.”
Kenichi left, and Jennifer was more confused than
ever. “So what does he want from you? I don’t get it?”
“
Wealthy clients. People who can afford to lose huge amounts of money.”
“
Who can afford to lose huge amounts of money on this planet? Look at the economy. That’s ridiculous! Why would these people come to you guys and pay a high commission? You think Kenichi’s team can generate that much profit to entice rich clients?”
“No. I think he will probably lose most of their money.”
Jennifer was speechless. “What? Wait, hold on a second. Are you serious? I really – I mean REALLY – don’t get it.”
Bruce sighed
and seemed reluctant to tell Jennifer what it was really about. “Kenichi is going to use this company to launder money. And he’s going to attract clients by helping them.”
“Helping them… do
what?”
“Tax evasion.”
“Oh my God, Bruce this is CRAZY! Money laundering? Tax evasion? What are you guys talking about… my God, Bruce, look at me. He’s a nice guy, but seriously; he’s a bad influence on you. Don’t do it. Are you really going to do business with him?”
Bruce looked straight in her eyes
. With total confidence and an evil smile that frightened Jennifer, he said, “Absolutely.”