Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Payment?
A taboo kiss for each night she’s under my roof.
He didn’t tell me what the taboo kiss was at first. So I figured it was just a joke, except billionaire alpha males don’t joke. Soon, Rick had me breathy and panting because Daddy’s special kisses feel so good … and now, I’m pregnant with his baby!
Wow. Just Wow. It’s another story with a forbidden situation, and this one is filthier than most. Jenna’s mom dies, and asks her boss to take her daughter in as she finishes high school. What she didn’t expect was for said employer to be insanely attracted to the young woman, and soon, you guessed it … filthy, taboo kisses are happening every night! Bring a fire extinguisher because the heat in this story is EXTRA SPICY! This tale is a follow-up to Massive Size Mountain Man, but all of my stories are standalones and can be read in any order. HEA guaranteed
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1
Rick
Ilook around ruefully at my spacious hotel accommodations. Not only do I have a giant bedroom with an attached en suite, but there’s also a living room with a huge flatscreen on the wall, a full-size kitchen complete with fancy dinnerware in case I decide to entertain, a dining room that seats twelve (again, in case I decide to entertain), and my own private dunk pool in case the resort’s four pools aren’t enough. Not to mention the ocean. There’s a view of the Pacific beyond the jacuzzi, and the horizon is a gorgeous blue that seems to continue forever in a dreamy, tropical seascape. All this for one guy? It’s ridiculous and over the top, but then again, when you have millions to spare, this is what money buys you.
After all, I’m the CEO of a billion dollar cosmetics business, and while it took a while for our first products to get traction, we now sell internationally via a number of different product lines. We don’t just sell our original brand, Tatti. We’ve also acquired brands such as Hey Girl, Drunk Dragon, Katy von D, NuSpace, and our latest, PureScience, in order to appeal to every kind of woman. We peddle everything, too, from lip glosses for pre-pubescent teens to the latest chemical compound promising to turn back time. We’ve also opened a line of medspas branded PureScience in order to complement our beauty products. Women will book a day of relaxation at our locations, and come in for some pampering, nutritious bites, and lemon water. They leave rejuvenated, refreshed, and their pocket books lighter by five figures. Beauty is expensive, and I’m the man selling the good stuff.
But with the good stuff comes the good life, and I like to show my gratitude. After all, running a conglomerate like Tatti means that I have to hire the right people, and as a result, Tatti doesn’t hold back when it comes to executive retreats. This year, we’ve booked the King Wailea Resort on the Big Island, and it puts the fictional White Lotus to shame because whereas the White Lotus was certainly luxurious, there were other guests present. By contrast, Tatti has booked the entire “Royal” section of the resort so that we don’t have to mix with other travelers. Everyone in this area is a Tatti employee, and we’re living it up.
But it’s fine because again, I didn’t get here by myself; I stood on the shoulders of others. The first being my grandmother, Tatti Purdy, who founded our business back when she was a young woman working the makeup counter at Lord and Taylor. Then, over the years there were a series of trusted advisers and executives who grew Tatti until we got to where we are today: a billion-dollar conglomerate recognized the world over, with no real competitors. Sure, there are the drugstore brands, and there are a ton of European wannabes, but there’s no one like Tatti. We effectively control the cosmetics market with our broad range of products; multiple lines; and subtle, yet effective marketing. It takes a lot of people to run a ship this big, and the executive retreat is where we show our appreciation.
But still, I get sick of these things because as CEO, there’s a lot of wining, dining, and networking to be done. I don’t know why people think that the top dog position is one where everyone caters to you, when I generally find it to be the opposite. Instead, I’m constantly talking to people, be it investors, analysts, employees, or competitors. I constantly have to be seen, and I constantly have to work on behalf of my company. An executive retreat is no exception, either, because it’s time for the top-level executives to show their benevolence and gratitude, and as a result, it’s even more important for me to see and be seen while pressing the flesh, a mega-watt smile on my face.
Clearly, the job follows me wherever I go, and as a result, the only time that I have to myself during jaunts like these is the early morning. It’s the only period when I don’t have a breakfast meeting, lunch meeting, cocktail hour, dinner tete-a-tete, or late evening drinks. Six to seven a.m. is the golden hour when I have privacy to enjoy the luxuries of the resort without being on the clock, and as a result, I grab my swim trunks and towel before heading off to the resort’s largest pool.
The day is still misty grey as I wend my way on a stone path, but I know the Hawaiian sun will show itself in a few hours. Now, however, the resort is relatively deserted, with just a few staff smiling as I pass, and I amble without hurry to a giant infinity pool situated in the far northern reaches of the resort. Hopefully, no one’s here and I’ll be able to get in a swim and a soak uninterrupted.