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

By the time Amberleigh made it to the door, she’d already missed some of the words passing between them, obviously. But she still caught the gist of it, the good, meaty bones.

                “…invited her here and you’re treating her like shit. You’re being a total dick. It’s not her fault, so stop fuckin taking it all out on her man.”

Next came the sound of a slamming door, perhaps a closet or armoire or something, because she could still here Grayson clearly. He obviously hadn’t moved into the bathroom.

                Deep exhale, “Yeah, well I’m under a lot of fuckin pressure right now Leo. We are about to close the expansion deal any day now. And I’m up to my eyeballs in PR shit related to the incident in New York last week. Things will be better when this shit calms down. But in the meantime, I’ll make an effort to be nicer to her.”

“I don’t give a fuck about your expansion deal or publicity shit, I care about you man. And you are working yourself to death. You need some time off. You look exhausted, dude. What you’re doing is unhealthy for anyone let alone someone with your-”

Just when things were getting somewhere, Grayson put the brakes on that I train. Shut it down before it left the fuckin station.

“I’m not having this discussion with you again Leo! I’ll take some time off when this deal goes through, okay? And I’ll fuck that girl like I’m supposed to. But damn, she gets under my skin…. I know you’ve been entertaining her and I thank you for that. You can get her out of the apartment and take her somewhere if you want. I trust you. Tomorrow will be another long day and I won’t be able to show her any attention.”

She bit the inside of her cheek. To him, she was nothing more than like a mite, burrowing under his skin, a parasite. Fuck him. Yeah, he was under a shit ton of pressure, poor little business mogul who was richer than fuck. He could just go to the Caribbean for a fuckin month, hit up the spa, to recharge. She didn’t feel sorry for him.

But the intriguing thing here was about what Leo had been about to say. It seemed his concern for his friend’s well-being went beyond just a normal bromance. Grayson was on a protein enriched diet, Leo made sure he ate, and tried to force his friend into adequate rest and slow down at work. Why?

 She was tempted to walk away, but at the same time, couldn’t bring herself to move an inch. And she was rewarded for it too.

“You don’t like her because you can’t control her the way you like. She doesn’t kiss your ass like the others. Well A-fuckin-men for that. A welcomed change around here if you ask me.”

Grayson laughed, “You want to fuck her don’t you?”

By this point, it seemed he’d pulled open a drawer or something. He was probably changing out of his work clothes. Even though she was pissed at him, she would still give her right kidney to be on the other side of that door watching him undress. She was a traitor to feminist everywhere alright. And she really wanted to hear what Leo had to say on the matter of her fuckery.

“She’s a beautiful girl, smart as hell too if you’d take some time to have an actual conversation with her G-Man. But I would never betray you like that. Besides, I’d think you’d find me out when the little vanilla twist popped out in nine months,” he laughed.

Grayson laughed too. It was times like these, Amberleigh dared have some hope he wasn’t just a cold, emotionless rich piece of shit. She and Leo would make a beautiful baby though, but it would be hard to pass off as Grayson’s fo’ sure. Another dream died inside her then and there. She held out hope for a future orgy between the three of them though, Leo could just suit up like a good little solider.

“I will try and be less of a dick to the girl, alright? Take my card and buy her something. Anything she wants. But now, I need to get a quick work out in before bed. So get the fuck out.”

Leo chuckled, “Yeah I love you too, bitch. But I’m not leaving until you eat your fuckin dinner. Did you take your meds?”

Another interesting juicy morsel indeed. What the fuck was Grayson on meds for? What meds? This certainly warranted further investigation and she filed the info away for later. Perhaps she could break into his room and peer into his med cabinet when he wasn’t home? Maybe steal the key from one of the maids or something.

                “Are you asking because you think I’m being an asshole, or because you actually want to know?” countered Grayson.

It seemed Grayson had sat himself down a table, because she heard the sound of a chair across the floor. Followed by what could be the lid being lifted off the dish and set aside.

“Both. Now answer the damn question. And Bone appetite Mother Fucker.”

“Yes mother. I took all my pharmaceuticals. And what the fuck is this shit? You trying to kill me Leo?”

Leo roared with laughter and Amberleigh really wondered what Grayson was being served.

“Recipe straight from your mother. Packed full of protein, antioxidants, vitamin C, all the good shit. Enjoy. Eat it bitch.”

“Jesus is this shit Vegan? Is that fuckin tofu? Leo, say you didn’t make me this tofu, vegan shit. You’re killing me here man.”

“No you’re doing a good job of that all on your own, with all those hours you work. But stop whining like a little bitch. If you eat it all, I’ll bring you some silk pie.”

And who said Bromance was dead? Grayson was muttering a string of curses, as Amberleigh left the door so she wouldn’t be overheard. She suddenly found herself liking the billionaire just a little bit better.