Beauty and the Billionaire
he smirked, looking at me intently with a cheeky smile.
My brows slightly crossed. I lifted my chin, daring him to look at me even more.
"Drew Mondragon," I muttered under my breath. He never smiled, and his eyes were still glued to mine.
"Be tough, Beauty. This is the reality of your dreams. They will offer you something in exchange for sex. Some are vulgar as they want to taste you badly. You've got the body, the beauty, plus your name is Beauty." Drew's jaw tightened, and his eyes turned down, staring at my legs.