Chapter Eighteen

Tamara King stood by the floor to ceiling window in the presidential suite overlooking the parking lot of the hotel hoping she’d see Raine arrive but she knew she’d have to use binoculars to see anything all the way down from the thirtieth floor.

“What’s keeping him?”. She wondered as she picked up her phone to check for missed calls from him but there was nothing. She hated waiting for anyone but this was Raine Emerson Cruz – gorgeous multi-billionaire extraordinaire. He was a man any woman would kill to be with but somehow he had evaded the clutches of every woman he came across. Both extremely rich and pauper as well.

She’d been taken by surprise when she got his call and he’d sounded… like a man who was desperately in need of what a woman’s body could offer and of course she’d immediately said yes. She wasn’t stupid.

If she could get his body one time…