บททั้งหมดของ Exposing Mister Billionaire: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

[katalina] In this field of work, conscience shouldn’t grow. I’m not a liar. Never was. But in life, there are things we should sacrifice. Sacrifice in exchange for the greater good. And the greater good I am talking about encompasses my career and name. I glanced at my boss. If he was picture-perfect in every magazine, tabloid and social media advertisement, I don’t know the extent adjective of perfection. Tan skin, poreless face, well-trimmed beard, the man was a total package. No wonder why girls and gays are drooling over him. Hunter looked at me. He caught that I was staring at him. I shifted my gaze. Fixing it on the road. It was too late. But I tried to save myself from embarrassment. “Amanda,” he called me. I swallowed a lump in my throat. Why does he sound so sexy? I never was a fan of deep voices. But Hunter’s was an exception. Feels like I could listen to it all day. Even if he yelled at me, I would say thank you. Wild dream. Wild imagination. One that could po

[katalina] I woke up with a pillow behind my head and a comfortable blanket wrapped around my body. The smell of crispy bacon, toasted bread, fried omelet and strong black coffee wafted in the air. I opened my eyes and looked around. Hunter was nowhere beside me. I’m alone in the couch. The clock ticks at 9 am. “Oh shoot!” I sat on the couch. “Good morning,” I recognized Hunter’s voice originating from the kitchen. He was shirtless. Wearing black boxers and white apron. He was frying sausages in the pan. “G-Good morning too,” my voice sounded hoarse. I cleared my throat. Folded the blanket and dragged my feet to where my boss was."Sorry I woke up late." He flipped the sausage and looked at me. "No problem," he winked at me. My face heated. Hunter chuckled after seeing me blush.I rolled my eyes at him. "How about you arrange the table while I finish this, okay?" I did what I was told. Hunter and I sat across the table. His maids were cleaning the house. While we are eati

[katalina]Matthew and Hunter sat on the couch, near the front door. They are talking random stuff—merely catching up with their lives.It’s safe to say that they are friends. Or more than that, I think? Me, guessing that Hunter is gay, did not fade easily.I heard a thing about bromance. Well, for some reason, Matthew and Hunter were the perfect definitions of it.As I was sitting near his desk, I was observing them.Matthew was so touchy for Hunter. He would squeeze Hunter’s shoulder and run his fingertips on Hunter’s thigh.Hunter did not oppose it at all. He seemed to be enjoying it.They emptied a whole bottle of liquor. Hunter’s cheeks were turning red already. His level of alcohol tolerance was out of my scope. Perhaps, he’s drunk already.That explains why he’s so jolly and merry.While for Matthew, he’s a good-looking man too. He’s probably a gym rat. I could tell with his physique. His muscle was peeking through his sleeves. And like Hunter, he also has a perfect set of tee

[katalina]“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” asking Ian before entering the club.He shook his head. “Boss didn’t invite me either. And if he would, people like me don’t fit in.”Ian winked at me and drove his car away.The bouncer stood in the doorway. “ID please.”Handing him what he needed so I can enter.The blaring sound of music filled the room. Various scents of cologne wafted in the air. Cigarette smoke too.By observing, it’s easy to identify that most of these clubgoers are high-end. Meaning, they are successful in life. While I, on the other hand, is stealing someone’s identity just to succeed in my mission.Exposing the billionaire.“Amanda! Hey!”Amidst the loud noise, my ear followed where the voice came from. On my left side, Hunter, Matthew and two other more men were sitting at a table.Waving my hands at them and dragged my feet closer to their spot.“Hi!” smiling from ear to ear as I greeted them.Matthew cleared his throat. “You look stunning, Amanda.”“Thanks

[katalina]Hunter pressed his body against mine. My body shivered. Feeling his hard bulge, poking on my thigh. Our kisses went deeper. I could taste the beer he was drinking.His hands cupped my ass cheeks. Kneading it like a dough. While my hands were squeezing on his biceps. My lips quivered, parting slightly as his kisses trailed down my neck.“H-Hunter,” I moaned his name. He looked at me. “We should go to my room.”A nod was my response. Hunter carried me like a sack of rice. I squeaked.He locked the door as we arrived in his bedroom. The exact room where we first met. He threw me in bed.Hunter took off his coat. Next his necktie down to his pants.It was hard for me to picture his body in dim light. To my surprise, he turned it on. “I prefer with lights.”His body is a work of art. Six-pack abs, hairy chest — everything about him was delectable. My eyes rounded.The billionaire slowly removed his boxers. His cock bounced like a spring. Standing tall proudly.“Oh my gosh,” I gu