Page 21 of Contract of a Billionaire

“You have a penthouse right around the corner, don’t you?” she asked curiously.

“And how do you know about my city apartment?”

Her soft chuckle filled the car. “Branka and I snuck into it once.”

Now that was news to me. “You did?”

Her almond shaped hazel eyes met me in a bold stare. “Yes, we did. We convinced your doorman that you sent us to retrieve your wallet.”

“And he bought it?”

She smiled mischievously. “We can be quite convincing when we want to.”

“I bet you can,” I muttered, coming to a stop at a red light. I turned to face her fully. Despite Autumn’s beauty and playing seductress, innocence rolled off her in waves, and it made me a bastard for wanting to take what she had to offer.

If I took a right, I’d be taking her to her house. If I turned left, I’d be heading in the direction of my penthouse. Left was the way to delicious sin.

She held my stare as if she could read my thoughts as I battled with this craving I had for her.

“Take me to your place,” she murmured softly.

“Who said I want you in my place?”

Her slim shoulder shrugged and she turned to face me. Fuck, she looked at me as if I was a god. But I was a demon. A savage in disguise. Would she want me if she knew my history?

I could never go there. Not with her. Not with anyone.

“You did,” she answered. She was brave. I liked that about her. There wasn’t much I didn’t love about her. That sassy mouth of hers. The incredible brain. Her compassion. Fucking everything. “The way you’re watching me.”

“I don’t do lovemaking, Autumn.” I offered a final warning. “I fuck. And once we cross that line, there’s no turning back.”

She tilted her head, her eyes that green hazel that fascinated me. “Let’s cross the line then, Alessandro.”

Fuck, when she said my name like that, it made me want to pounce on her right away.

The light turned green, and without another thought, I turned left. The rest of the drive we spent in silence but the air was charged with both of our cravings.

In the dark corners secrets lurked.

Hers. Mine. Ours.

Chapter7

Autumn

Iasked Alessio Russo to take me to his penthouse.

Oh. My. Gosh.

Hiding the turmoil inside me, I walked in the direction of the elevator. At his six foot five, it didn’t take him long to fall in step with me. Or more like I had to keep my step up with him. At barely five foot seven, I was much shorter than him and still our steps were perfectly synchronized against the marble floors.

His height wasn’t a towering, threatening cloud anymore. It was a security blanket wrapped around me, sheltering me.

We stopped by the elevators and faced each other. There were secrets that lingered in those stormy eyes, causing a mild case of breathlessness that had every inch of me craving him.

Ding.

The elevator opened and we stepped inside it. I had never done anything like this. I had never been the seductress, never attempted it until this man. Boys usually approached me, wanted me. So yes, I’d fooled around plenty. I never claimed to be a saint. I just never went all the way.