Page 38 of Untouchable Billionaire

Ask him.

I laugh at that."Tell him or them, or her, that I'm neither crazy nor eccentric, just very successful at a very young age, very rich, very private, and very picky."

She types that in verbatim.

Damn.Ok then.I wasn't expecting this.Shifting things around.Standby.

We smile at each other, knowing they are going to make this happen.The thought of two hours in a room with Seary alone makes my cock very happy, and while I stare at the iPad waiting for the date.My mind begins to plan how to fill the room with roses and magnolias for our first session.The scent of natural beauty will fill it.I'll tie it together with a compliment on her natural beauty, and my seduction into her mind will begin.As the time ticks off, my eyes drift to stare blankly out at the people surrounding us.I'll wear a tuxedo.All black.No boxer briefs so my cock can be seen without being exposed.I'll have champagne and dinner catered.I'll focus the entire time discovering who she was, who she is, and what makes her tick.No sex, but I will nail her with a kiss at the end of the night that promises firework the next time.

The iPad lights back up and draw my eyes.Beverly looks down and says."Well, this is romantic, Mr.Moore.The first available is Valentine's Day."

I can't control my outburst."Are you fucking kidding me?"

Her eyes are startled by my outburst.

"No, sir.That's what the date is."She spins her iPad around so I can read it myself.

"That's three months from now!"My shock heightens my tone.

"Yes, sir.It is."She apologizes."That must be the first available date.She is extremely busy, and we do have the Holiday season coming up.I know many girls take vacations during the month of January too.I'm not sure about Seary, but perhaps that's why."She offers to calm me.

"Ask if a shorter time is available sooner."I point to the iPad.As she spins it back around to ask, I add."Same price."That should work.Perhaps they are only negotiating now.I lean my arms on the table, anxious for the answer.My heart is holding my body hostage.

Offer my apologies, but that's the first available day she doesn't have anything booked.She's a workaholic.

I stand up, and my chair almost tips over.I command her to "Book it!"

Walking through the casino heading outside to get some fresh air, I see only the floor directly in my path, hear nothing but my own blood pounding in my ears, and my own thoughts circling inside my mind.

Seary.Three months.Fuck!My mind is reeling.How am I going to make it three months?The thought of returning to Italy to my studio to satisfy my sexual needs passes through it, but only for a fleeting moment.I know I won't be back there until after I've satisfied myself with Seary, and that might be a while.If ever again.Seary has changed everything for me.Incredible as that sounds, I hear the truth of it in my heart and in my soul.

I exit the door and keep going past the valet station down the drive.I hook a left and walk.My pace is fast and determined.Weaving in and out of the flow of people, I head nowhere in particular.My mind is tormenting me with the images of her red, purple, golden glow.The way she looks.The way she moves.Her body.Her dance.Three fucking months.I have to wait three fucking months!I've finally found the one woman who has set my heart on fire and lit a flame burning inside me like I have never experienced before.Awakening feelings that I feared I was incapable of feeling.I laugh out loud at the irony of the whole thing.Right when I acknowledge that she could be the one, she's pushed out of my grasp.But I will wait with the patience of a hunter.I vow to myself.

"LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE OR I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP!"

I stop and look around.I've walked five blocks North without realizing it.The building I just passed is an abandoned warehouse I purchased a year ago but haven't renovated yet.In the low light, I can just make out two men squared off between the building and the adjacent vacant lot.There looks to be a makeshift tent to the right under some trees.

"Old man, you ain't gonna do nothin' but give me what I want, or I'm going to take it from you."

"What do you want?"I ask as I head in.

I notice three dudes dressed in dark clothes wearing hoodies pulled up over their heads standing behind the young thug, leaning against the building.As I get closer, alert to my approach, they push off and stand up.They are big but young punks.

"Mind your own damn business."The old man says without looking at me.

"Yeah.Mind your own damn business."The younger man agrees.

"I am minding my own damn business.I own the damn property you're standing on."

That revelation makes them all stop arguing and turn towards me."What do you want from the old man?"

"They want my special forces ranger knife."He smiles at them."But I ain't part'n with it."

"How about you give it to me."

"Why the fuck would I do that?"

"'cause they can't take it off me."