perfectly. âWow. I had no idea Sevenâs life was so elaborate. She was so modest. Humble,â I said aloud.
Glancing at my phone, I saw there was no response from Seven. âOh, well,â I exhaled. âI canât keep my new client waiting. Besides, Seven canât fit in this dress, anyway. Maybe Maverick didnât want to waste his money.â
Zipping up the dress on the side, I stepped into Sevenâs slip-on diamond stilettos. This was probably the only day of my life Iâd be a true princess. I was sure my best friend wouldnât mind letting me step into her world for one night only.
Tap. Tap.
âAre you ready?â Leslie asked, peeping inside the room.
âLord, forgive me.â I inhaled deeply, then quietly exhaled. âYes, Iâm ready.â For what? I had no idea.
Maverickâs wide smile indicated his approval. âCome. I want you to watch the sunset with me. You work so hard. I bet you donât take time to enjoy the view. And for me, you will spend lots more time working, so letâs maximize this moment,â he said, not waiting for a reply.
âMaximize? Huh, I like that. Maximize your money with Maxamillion,â I said.
He smiled, nodded, then replied, âI like that, too.â
Joining the captain at the helm, Maverick took control of the wheel. Coaxing me in front of him, he placed my hands on the wheel, wrapped his hands around mine, then pressed his pelvis into my ass. The yacht swayed with our departure. I felt his erection nudging the crevice of my ass, his nose nestling in my hair.
Lord Jesus, this is so wrong, but it feels so right, I thought as my ass involuntarily jerked into his dick. âIâmâ¦Iâm so sorry,â I said. Embarrassed, I stepped aside.
âDonât be. Weâre going to have to spend lots more time together over the next few weeks, until our business plan and contract are solidified. You have to get to know me in order to represent me, respect me.â
I wanted to say, âBut what about Seven? Your fiancée? Remember her?â Maybe I was the foolish one. Iâd witnessed business tycoons with huge egos bartering contracts with sexual favors. There was no way I could fuck my best friendâs fiancé. Iâd die first.
Maverick motioned for me. âCome closer. Stand behind me. Grip my hands,â he said, snuggling my arms at his waist. âHold me like your life depends on it,â he said seductively.
My life? Was he insane? I was too far out on the lake not to take him seriously. What if this was some sort of test to see if I was loyal to Seven? What if Iâd failed already?
âIâm a bit hungry,â I lied. âHavenât eaten all day, and the motion is making me queasy.â Of your madness, not the boat .
âLetâs eat then.â Maverick snapped his fingers. The captain reappeared, taking control of the wheel.
Did Maverick act this way all the time? As though everyone was beneath him. His authoritative undertone ignited a chilling bite that could leave one frostbitten on Chicagoâs hottest day. Faking a smile, I followed Maverick below deck to the dining area, wondering if Seven had texted me back. Maverick pulled out my chair, then softly kissed my neck before sitting across from me.
Chills penetrated my body. I had to say something. âMaverick, Iâm not sure what Iâm bargaining for here, but honestly, it doesnât feel right. Arenât you concerned about where Seven is?â
âHonestly, no. Are you?â he asked, gulping his Scotch.
âSeven leaves with no clothes. She leaves her laptop at my house, and you donât care?â I asked him.
âYouâre ruining my appetite with all this talk about Seven,â he said.
Thatâs it. Iâm done with this creep. I pray Seven doesnât marry him.
âYou can return Sevenâs laptop to me. Iâll have Danté pick it up
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