Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 79(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Although, I find her a bit too aggressive when it comes to her platitudes toward me. She’s just as bad as the guests that she tries to keep away from me. I get hit on at least once or twice a week during Spring Break season, which starts next week.
Feeling frustrated, I return to the meeting which drags on, and I can’t get the feeling out of my head that I’ve missed something important. I walk up to Nicole and ask, “Did anything crazy happen in the lobby today around the time I was here?”
“Sorry, sir. I don’t remember anything special,” she practically purrs, puffing her chest out, looking to get my attention. It’s nothing new, but it’s getting out of hand. “Is there something I could take care of for you?”
“No. Thanks,” I sigh. She doesn’t think I hear the huff she gives me, but I do and make a mental note to have my guys keep tabs on her. I could just see her trying to sneak into my villa.
My phone pings for my security at home, catching me off guard. The cameras and silent alert go off as a woman crosses my property line. I zoom in, and that racing tingle shoots through my nerves. She was here earlier. I know it, feel it in my bones. Long, dark brown hair with natural sun-kissed highlights frame her face as the ocean breeze whips it around. She brushes it behind her ears, but it just continues to come free.
I want to ask Nicole about this angel, but for some reason, I don’t want to share my woman with anyone. I storm into the security office just as Marco reaches me. “Sir, we have an issue at your villa.”
“I know. Leave it be,” I bite out, turning to Benson at the security desk. “Take a break.”
“Um…I just got back.” He’s an honest guy and a good man, but I don’t give two fucks at the moment.
“I said, take a break,” I bark out, repeating my orders.
“Okay,” he stammers, getting out of his seat as if the next refusal will cost him his job. It will cost him more than that. I’m ready to bust anyone’s head who keeps me from finding my woman. It’s almost insane how my mood has shifted. In fact it most certainly is crazy.
“Watch the regular cameras. I need to check something,” I mutter, taking a seat and pulling up the lobby feed that points from behind the desk to the front of the lobby. Scrolling back to when we should have been in the lobby, I anxiously glue my attention to the screen. She’s standing at the front desk, waiting to be addressed when she turns her head and stares in my direction. I knew it.
“Who are you, and what are you doing, you little trespasser?” I ask, watching her for another minute, mesmerized by her beauty.
“Let’s go.” There’s a knock at the door, and Benson’s just on time. I open it and let him in. “Come on, Marco. I need to go home.” Addressing Benson, I add, “Keep an eye on Nicole and see that she doesn’t give any other guests any attitude.”
“Yes, sir.” He nods and moves to the seat that I’ve just vacated.
Marco and I quickly exit the hotel from an employee entrance so I’m not accosted by the front desk, needing me for something. My mind is singularly focused. “The young woman is the same on the cameras,” he points out as a matter of fact. I knew he was watching my screen.
“Yes, she is.”
“Is she why you’re acting peculiar?”
“Peculiar?”
“I mean, you’re never rude to anyone that works here, and you nearly bit Benson’s head off and kicked him out of his station for a minute of privacy. It’s not you, especially leaving this morning’s meeting without an emergency.”
“I suppose so, then. I have to know who she is.” I watch my home cameras as Marco takes me from my hotel to the villa on the other side. Normally, I would walk the short distance, but after seeing that little beauty sneaking onto my private beach as if she didn’t see the signs that said this area was off limits and under surveillance, I had to get there as soon as humanly possible. We pull into the drive, and I tell Marco to take a hike. I’m not afraid of the petite little thing. If she’s like any of the women I’ve met in my life, she wants to find a way to sneak in my bed. As pissed as I should be, I’m not. Surprisingly, I’m intrigued—very intrigued.
“She could be trying to find a reason to get a hold of your assets,” he reminds me. It’s not the first time I’ve had little women looking to get my attention, but I’m not a fool. I sent them packing with nothing but a warning to keep off my property. Hell, sometimes, I left it to Marco to handle. I’m a billionaire and I live a quiet yet busy life that doesn’t involve distractions until now.