The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (beautiful books to read .txt) 📗

When Amberleigh returned to the Rainbow Room, she found that Ebony was working her silk rope again, so she got out her metal hoops and took her spot on the platform. As the metal hoops worked their way around and around her tight body, her mind also spun in circles.

                She considered the pros and cons of accepting Grayson Godwin’s shady offer. She had learned from the school of hard knocks, on the streets, and if something smelled like shit, even if it came in a pretty package with glitter, it often was shit. Too good to be true. Why the fuck would one of the richest men in the country need her to pop out a child for him? And was willing to pay her two million big ones, no questions asked, to do so?

                And what the fuck would she do all day in that high rise when she wasn’t fucking him? He no doubt put in long hours at the Godwin headquarters in downtown. That seemed to be a lot of idle time on her hands. She only went to the gym at the bare minimum, so fuck to the no on working on her cardio in his private home gym. She would just accept her fate to die if the infected breached the walls and she was expected to run for her life.  Then she would literally be a tasty snack. Now working on her cardio the fun way in his private home bedroom, or kitchen table, or fancy shower, she was certainly up for.

She doubted he would allow her to go gallivanting around the city with his credit card pampering herself at spas and hitting up the fancy stores Pretty Woman style. The tabloids would have a fuckin field day over that shit for sure. She could just imagine their chief editor cuming in their pants in pure ecstasy when that story hit their desk.  

But the most fuckin annoying thing of all, was the fact the pretense of it being her decision, was bullshit. She knew what the consequences would be if she said no. Only a fuckin brain dead idiot would say no to a request which hailed from the Godwin dynasty. She had a comfortable, cozy life here at the Cobra Club. She liked fucking people, and she was good at it. So giving up a year of her life was nothing compared to the rest of what would become a miserable existence if she turned down this arrangement.

Besides she could always take up a fuckin hobby or something. She had wanted to get into cooking. And no doubt the Godwin Penthouse had a kitchen jazzed out to the max and a personal chef who could teach her a thing or two in the culinary arts. And she could teach Grayson a thing or two in the sexual arts no doubt.

Even though at only twenty-four, his sexual escapades were already legendary such as fucking all three triplet daughters of the French Ambassador on their visit to the city last year. He was also rumored to have fucked his way through all four Van Tessin sisters and their mother, which supposedly played a huge part in the dissolution of his engagement to Courtney Van Tessin. Amberleigh was looking forward to seeing if the rumors about his cock being a foot long were true.

She didn’t even need until midnight to make her decision. In fact, she’d known she’d accept even before she’d left his Cobra eye Penthouse. Now there was no use stressing over it. Tonight was a fuckin party and her pussy was on the prowl. It needed to eat up some more dick, as all too soon, she would be tied down to only one. No doubt when she read over the terms of the contract later in her room, exclusivity was part of the deal. Boring!

Amberleigh had tried that route a couple times in her life and it had gotten her nowhere. Jackson had used her for slumming it at parties his parents would never approve of, and to get laid by a dirty girl. She’d actually never been with a boy before him, but he had a fantasy of her inside his head.  A couple months later, after she put out, and he grew bored, he dumped her for a rich, frigid girl at his prep school.

A few months after that, she ran into him again as he was going to a party in her neck of the woods, and he had the balls to try and get her to hook up with him that night.  She laughed in his face, and told him she was pregnant with his kid. He had blocked her number and all forms of contact with her after the break-up. He didn’t take the news well naturally, and immediately began with the “It’s not mine, you’re a whore,” stance. Angry words were exchanged. She kicked him in the balls. And that was the last time she saw him face to face, withering on the ground in pain and already drunk at ten p.m.

She’d of course stalked his social media accounts. The fucker was still hot as fuck, even if he could use some more toning in certain areas. But it was with great satisfaction, Amberleigh found he was still a loser suckling off his mother’s tit with no prospects really. Had only made it through college because of his parent’s generous donations to the school. Faced legal troubles left and right for his gambling and drinking problems. And his latest girlfriend left him for his older brother.  Life was fuckin good indeed. And Karma was one cool bitch.