THE BILLIONAIRE’S SINFUL TOUCH

The club delle fantasie was dream come true for Jackson mostly because he had put his all into its creation and it was the first club to be launched under the Logan group of companies. It was also a project that he had spearheaded with the help of his brother who had provided the technology needed to make the club, the best and first of its kind.It had its opening ceremony today and Jackson had decided to make it free for the night so he could test run everything he had set up in place right before he presented it to the world. The flyers he had had made had been distributed to the select few; people who needed fun in their lives but had no income to actually get it.He wanted their reaction alone to the club and not that of the ones he knew had a lot to spend; he was going to get to them later.Jackson was sure of one thing; the success of this project and its popularity as he stepped out of the car in front of the club, sighing in contentment as his eyes touched the name.Club of f

Okay so it hadn’t been anything his employee had done that had the woman running like she was being chased by a demon from hell.Well, maybe it was; after all her fiancé had been fucking one of his employees as she had described.Jackson walked away from the room, down the hallway and out into the bar where he let out the much need breath that he had had pent up in his lungs. He had for one there almost offered to teach her about the pleasures of being watched while having sex and her eyes; they were definitely bluer than most that he had seen.She was an incredibly beautiful woman and he could taste the innocence on her just by looking into her eyes. He wondered what kind of sex she was getting if her fiancé had decided to patronize the club instead of coming home to a ravishing beauty like her.Not even the sadness in her eyes and the tear streaks on her face could hide how utterly stunning she looked and Jackson could very well imagine her with nothing on, that glorious mane of red

SIX Jackson watched her sleep, her chest rising and falling and her lips slightly parted. She looked so small and lonely in his large bed and he was extremely tempted to take her up on her offer for tutorship. He would have if he was the Jackson of his past who wouldn’t care about what was being offered to him except the fact that he had to take it. That Jackson had been a complete asshole and an incurable playboy and he wouldn’t say that he wasn’t still the same person; he was just calmer and saner and knew when to back the hell off and that was the case with the woman sleeping in his bed right now He knew he had to back the hell away from her He had no need for the kind of baggage and problems she was definitely oozing but he could not stop the fatal attraction he had for her; one that even as he watched her sleep was overwhelming. It was her hair; he definitely had a weakness for red hair and with the way it was spread out on the white bed. “Damn” He muttered, discarding the s

EIGHTJackson patted himself on the back at to his composure as he waited for her to take the seat in front of him.Two months of him searching high and low for anyone named Amelia with red hair and the bluest eyes on God’s planet and he had come up blankIt was like she had dropped from the surface of the earth or she never existed but he knew she did and he had had hopes that he was going to find her.He had all but given up his search right before she dropped into his laps with her application to work for his company as a receptionist.That was the only position that had been available seeing as he had fired the previous one on the grounds of flirtation with his brother. He did not condone the mixture of business with pleasure and not even his brother was spared his strictness.He would have missed her if he had decided to not be in charge of the reviewing of applications as always but he had and when her face had popped up, her hair tied in a ponytail and a glass perched prettily

TENIt is a challenge then, Jackson thought; the corners of his mouth curving into a smile as he pushed both hands in his pocket.He could feel the excitement pulsing through his veins as he took a seat, waiting for the meal she had scampered off to get ready.He wondered if she had any idea as to his choices of food or what he was allergic to. She had not asked him so he could only presume that Celine had given her instructions as to that effect seeing as she knew exactly how he ate.Jackson reclined in his seat staring at the screen in front of him and at the face of his brother who had made the news for the second time on the very first day of the new week. He sighed as he perused the article that was talking about his brother’s relationship with Emily Blanc; a model who worked for the John Carter modeling agency.John was an old friend and school mate and they got together most of the time to discuss business and talk about investments which Jackson had been seriously considering