THE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACT MISTRESS

I didn’t like going to parties but it was my close friend, Lisa’s Dad’s birthday party. She would be mad at me forever if I ditched. So I was present, in the only expensive thing I owned—a tight red dress and six inch heels, swaying slightly to the music and holding a glass of champagne. I just turned twenty one and could finally drink alcohol. What a relief!I met Lisa Lowe in college. She was the sexy IT girl and I was the girl who did not exist. We became unlikely friends from a group project that I actually did alone and of course, we got an A. Since then, I’ve been her plus-one and honestly, it has not been easy walking in her shadow. She was a sweet girl, but she could be mean sometimes and that had a lot to do with her bipolar disorder, which she was diagnosed with two years ago. So, I kinda have to put up with her.Lisa’s Dad was in his late forties and he was a multi-millionaire, another reason I put up with her. I'm telling you– Her family has a lot of money. This party was

I sat opposite him and watched in nerve-wracking silence as he carefully sipped from the cup of latte he had ordered. He also asked that I make one for myself and sit with him.“Tastes better than the ones I have every morning in my office,” he told me and I smiled nervously, trying not to stare at him, but he was so handsome to the point that one had to take several glances at him to comprehend his attractiveness.Like seriously, how can one man look so damn good?“I’m sure you’re surprised to see me,” he said and I didn’t bother denying it. I nodded.“I would have been here earlier but I had a series of unending business meetings,” he sighed.He looked stressed, I could see it in his beautiful green eyes. I felt like somehow easing his stress.“Well, you seem like a very busy and important man,” I finally spoke, trying to appear calm, but my voice came out shaky.He stared at me for a moment and then, readjusted in his seat.“I remember asking you for a date.”I almost choked on my

“Mr Ferraro, this is absurd!” I blurted out as I kept reading the document in my shaky hands. “Two thousand dollars every month for this?!” I almost shouted. “Plus a weekly allowance of six hundred dollars, to encourage your performance,” he added. He looked confident, like he was absolutely certain that I would like the idea. I actually did not. At the bottom of the document was a dotted line for me to sign. He actually expects me to sign this? I thought to myself. “I don’t think—” “Please, Olivia, don’t give me a reply now, just think about it. I’ll give you time,” he pleaded. “Why does it have to be like this? I could just be your girlfriend,” I told him but he shook his head. “It has to be like this. It’s a business. You perform a task and I reward you.” “What? I’ll be like an employee to you. That’s so strange, that’s not..,” Dare I say it, “That's not love.” “No one is talking about love. I want you sexually, and my house needs a woman to run it.”

“Did you forget my birthday!?”Lisa snapped as soon as I picked her call. She has been calling non-stop since morning and the incessant buzzing of my phone had woken me up.“No, Lisa. It’s tomorrow, I didn’t forget.”I groaned, feeling a headache already as I sat up and scratched my itchy eyes.“Where are you!?” She asked, suspiciously. I never spoke to Lisa about Eric and I had no intentions of ever doing that. Aside from the fact that the contract stated strict discretion, Lisa would be very mean about my decision to be a contract mistress to Eric.“At Kate’s,” I lied quickly.“And why didn’t you tell me you quit your job at the cafe?”“How did— I didn’t want to bother you with that.” I told her, hoping she would buy it.“Whatever! I’m heading out in a few minutes to Queen’s Mall. I need you to come with me and pick out my dresses!”Not again. She was the most indecisive person I knew, she would spend the whole day at the mall!“Lisa, you’ll have to go without me. I need to be at t

I woke up to beautiful roses on my drawer. It was such a beautiful sight to wake up to. I picked up the note and read it. Beautiful flowers for my beautiful lady P.S You make a cute drunk and I’m downstairs in my office if you want me. -E And then I remembered that I was brought home drunk from Lisa’s party, but I took only a few sips! I groaned, feeling a slight headache. I took my bath and put on a short white silk robe and went downstairs to Eric’s home office. “What a lovely sight.” He adjusted his glasses as walked in, his eyes were fixed on my full cleavage. Damn! He would make a hot professor. “Good morning Mr Ferraro.” I teased as I slid into his lap and kissed him. “I have a zoom meeting in a few minutes but it can wait.” He told me as his big hands gripped my butt. There was a laptop and a stack of files on his table. “You work too hard.” I complained. “I’m not sure about that but I’m sure how hard I am right now.” He drawled. O