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He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants slowly, seeing that Bethel was watching every move that he was making. He lowered his pants and stepped out of them. His black boxers showing off his hard cock. Bethel gasped when she saw that he had a hard on already. “What? Did you think that my cock would be soft after seeing how wet you are for me?My father doesn’t realize what he's missing out on and if you were smart you wouldn't stay with him. You're very sexy, like a sexy MILF" Jake whispers

Sirah said giggling. Mirriam sneered and said, "my sister wouldn't do such a thing." "Oh, yeah? Then where did she get the pretty boy, then?" "Yes, he's pretty terrible…" Terah couldn't finish his sentence, seeing Dohana and the man coming back to the table. "He came back!" Dorah said laughing. "Well, James...what did you say your name was again? Nevermind, are you here to tell us who you are?" Jake smiled as he and Dohana sat down. "My name is Jake Larson, a Billionare business man from the city of LA. I own a chain of supermarkets and run a few branches of my marketing company, blue sky Marketing. I also…"

The challenge in her tone was underscored by an undeniable spark, hinting at the depths of their connection. "Because I want to make sure you know, under no uncertain terms, I am unlike Blake or any other man, for that matter. I am Jake Crenshaw, and this is exactly what you get when you are my lady.” Jake said, his voice lowering to a sultry whisper. The heat in his gaze ignited a fire within her, leaving her breathless and wanting more.

He was dominant yet so very gentle with his hands. "So, how are things going with Jake?" Lucy suddenly asked and slurped loudly on her milkshake. "Yeah, you moved in with his dad, right?" Charlotte's eyes were already sparkling with interest. The lanky blonde was a bubbly person. "I heard he is a billionaire and a very successful CEO, right?" "Very successful?" Lucy snorted. "Griffin Archer owns iSky, and you know how popular their phones and computers are. They are on top in the technology industry. He is more than successful. The man is a god."

Chase is one of the newly recruited members of our organization, and we, the founders, allowed him to have a casa here on the island; his main business is selling pussies. About Jake, he is one of the seven founders, which includes me, and has an agency. Jake's prostitution or pussy selling was concealed behind the modeling agency. Jake's bitches are all clean because Jake makes sure of that. What's the point of being a doctor if the femininity of his models can't be cleaned up at all?

We had barely sat down when a man in a bespoke suit walked over, his face flushed with excitement. "Mr. Slater. I’m sorry to interrupt, but my son is a massive fan. Could I get a quick picture?" "Of course," Jake smiled, flashing the charismatic, billion-dollar charm that had built his empire. He leaned in for the photo, shaking the man’s hand and exchanging a few smooth words before the fan retreated. I took a slow sip of my martini, watching him over the rim of the glass. "You’re enjoying this," I noted, setting the glass down.

It struck me as odd, and I couldn’t help but wonder, “Is he a gigolo or what?” As I scrolled through his posts, I initially suspected that he was just a guy who was posing as someone rich and important. But when Carl’s investigation results came back, they shocked me. Jake wasn’t a CEO like he claimed. He was just a waiter who had been posing as a billionaire. Carl’s investigation brought up some disgusting information about Jake, including sex videos he used to blackmail victims he had deceived.

He laughed—that cocky, rich-guy laugh. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he leaned closer. “So, you’re really this easy to pull,” he added, voice low and teasing. “You only act tough on your online show.” My stomach twisted. “Huh? What do you mean by my online show?” I asked, raising a brow. He smirked. “You should check your top gifters on OnlyFans. Bet I’m number one.” My eyes widened. “Fuck… be quiet!” I whispered, trying to cover his mouth. “No one’s supposed to know about that.”

“I could get through the day just thinking about my next shoot. The comments. The tips. The way I’d take full control. You know?” “Wait, wait,” James held up his hand. “You watch OnlyFans?” I snorted, grabbing the fresh drink the bartender slid toward me. “Watch? No, James. I’m on it. I do OnlyFans.” His entire body tensed like I’d just told him I ate babies for breakfast. “YOU DO ONLYFANS?! WHO THE FUCK IS ANDREW??????!!” That was louder than I liked. A few heads turned. “Lower your damn voice,” I hissed, shooting him a sharp look.

I quickly glanced at her and continued putting the rest of my stuffs inside. "What guys?" She turned to me with a big smile on her face. "Jake, Toby and Mike. Seriously though, take a look." I closed my locker and then take her phone from her hand. She was already checking out Jake's account and my eyes slightly widen in surprise when I saw how many followers he has. 2.5m followers?! And he only followed 10 people so far! Like, whoa.