Page 416 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 6

“The maids are always way too busy here,” Mason said with a laugh. “They’d never have enough time to clean my apartment too. My wife is filthy.”

“Hey!” Bee said with a laugh.

“What does that mean?” Brooklyn whispered to me. “That the maids are too busy?”

“Club Onyx isn’t usually a prom venue,” I said. I didn’t really know how Brooklyn would feel about a sex club. But honestly, there were a few things that had surprised me recently. I pictured her crawling to me in the shower.

She stared at me. “So…what events does it usually host? Like…business events?”

Oh God.That would end in an expensive lawsuit. “Definitely not. You know what…let’s just go in and see it. I have no idea what it’s like. I haven’t seen it since it was being constructed.” Tanner was always trying to get me to go here. But I’d been a little put off by the weird true love aspect of his sex club. I didn’t mind going in there now though. Because I had my one true love on my arm.

And tonight Tanner had promised me it wasn’t going to look like a sex club at all. He’d finally seemed to understand what a prom was after hours of brainstorming ideas. Although, he hadn’t been able to wrap his head around some stuff. Like how there usually weren’t giraffes at proms.

I helped Brooklyn out of the limo and she laughed as the cameras started going off.

We did the classic ridiculous pose with me behind her holding her waist. And then I grabbed Felix and Kennedy for a picture of the four of us. And just like always, Rob photobombed it.

We got several photos of the whole group. And then Brooklyn insisted on one of just the Untouchables.

I smiled at her as Rob jumped on my back, almost knocking me over.

I had a feeling we’d be framing a ton of these. And we needed some more pictures. Because as much as I loved the portrait of Brooklyn in our entranceway, I didn’t love my friends seeing my girl’s naked body.

“Just one more,” I told the photographers and grabbed Brooklyn’s hand. I dipped her low and the camera flashed just as she erupted with laughter.

That was the one I wanted in the entranceway. We’d move her portrait to our bedroom instead.

We were just about to head inside the hotel when a horse drawn carriage arrived. Nigel leapt out and helped a tall blonde down from the carriage. She looked eerily like a super tall version of Brooklyn. A few weeks ago I would have done a double take, wishing it was her. Why would Tanner bring a girl that looked so similar to Brooklyn as his date?

But then Nigel put his arm around her waist. She leaned down and kissed his cheek right as Nigel grabbed a handful of her butt.

What the…

She laughed but didn’t swat him away.

Was that Nigel’s girlfriend?

Tanner walked out of the carriage with a tan brunette on his arm. Actually I think I recognized her from his binder full of women. I was really glad I hadn’t gone on a date with any of them. I had a feeling they were all women he’d slept with, and this pretty much confirmed it.

“Sorry we’re late,” Tanner said. “I couldn’t forgo the carriages Nigel booked. You know how I hate wasting money. And the horses stopped twice to relieve themselves. How was your mechanical beast?”

“The limo was great,” I said. “Who is Nigel with?”

“His date.”

“Why does she look like me?” Brooklyn asked.

I was glad I wasn’t the only one that saw it. Brooklyn finally seemed slightly creeped out by Nigel.

“Oh, Nigel’s quite fond of you, Brooklyn,” Tanner said. “He dated Cleopatra a few years ago but cut it off when she got a little clingy. Nigel’s not one to settle down. He’s a lad’s lad. A bit of a womanizer, really.”

Brooklyn nodded like that made perfect sense.

It did not. Not at all.

“But he called Cleopatra up a few days ago and they’ve rekindled the spark I believe. Love is in the air.”

Wait…he called her back up because he wanted to fuck someone that looked like Brooklyn? What the hell? I watched as Cleopatra ran her hand down the front of Nigel’s tux in an overtly sexual manner. Her hand paused at the waistband of his tuxedo pants.