Yours Wickedly, Sierra
Josie Quinnafter bankruptcy the billionaire asked me to marry himi slapped my fiancé—then married his billionaire nemesisbillionaire and his son betrayed me: brothers back me upmarried to my billionaire stepbrother
Her breasts were round, firm, and more importantly, real.
There was something about Sierra I had noticed over the years; she didn't have a plastic body like the other girls in the club.
Maybe that's why I was drawn to her.
“Among other things.” Sierra whispered in my ear.
I shut my eyes, raising a hand.
Still, part of her job was fake seduction for cash.
“Stop.” I murmured.
“Can I have that note back?” She asked, holding her hand out.
I smirked. “You think I'm arrogant?”