Page 15 of Worthy

“I just gave you an order,” I said darkly. Two nearby girls looked at us, eyes wide. The rest of the group quickly fell silent, watching our exchange. This was fine by me, they all needed to understand the order of things at Club 444. The sooner they knew who was in charge, the better.

Faith stared up at me, mouth agape. She looked panicked.

Gina swept over to us. She leaned down, whispered in Faith’s ear, then squeezed her shoulder.

Faith frowned again, then seemed to catch herself. She smoothed her expression, lifting her face to mine. “I’m sorry I didn’t understand your order,” she said haltingly. Her cheeks were flushing, and her blue eyes nervously darted around.

“And?” I asked.

The muscles in her throat worked as she swallowed. “And that I forgot to acknowledge it.”

“And how do you acknowledge an order?” I asked. My cock was stiffening; I was grateful for my suit’s coverage.

Her eyes darted to Gina, who nodded at her encouragingly. Faith’s gaze flicked back to me. “By saying yes, Sir.”

“Say it again,” I commanded. My cock raged in my trousers.

Faith licked her lips. “Yes, Sir.” Her voice was tremulous. She held her hair up again so that I could clasp the necklace around her slender neck.

Crisis averted, the other girls went back to accepting their necklaces, saying Yes, Sir with relish. They were also busy batting their eyelashes at Sterling and Rhodes. My brothers smiled at them, oozing charm, as they clasped the pendants around each virgin’s neck.

But Faith didn’t bat her eyelashes. She sat stiffly as I secured the necklace against her throat. When I touched her smooth skin, electricity shot through me, straight to my core. But Faith held perfectly still. Cheeks flaming, she dropped her hair and fingered the necklace.

I stepped back, regarding her. “That necklace suits you, Faith.”

She raised her gaze to meet mine again. “Thank you… Sir.”

Faith was a fast learner; I had to give her that.

I left the meeting wondering just what else I might teach her.

CHAPTER EIGHT

trouble

FAITH

Macy, my self-declared new best friend and fellow virgin, flopped onto my bed. Her caramel-colored skin was radiant, her cheekbones were high and defined, and she had both long legs and curves for days.

“Can you believe how hot those brothers were?” Macy asked.

I’d only met Macy a few hours ago, but I already liked her. She seemed fearless. The fact that she’d met the billionaire brothers, received a V-for-Virgin necklace, toured the sex club, and hadn’t batted an eye had already earned my respect.

I scowled at her. “Hot? The oldest one who put on my necklace already hates me. Did you see the way he looked at me when I forgot to call him ‘Sir’?”

“I saw it, all right.” Macy grinned at me from beneath her cascade of brown ringlets. “He looked like a panther about to eat a juicy steak. He thinks you’re yummy!”

“Um, I don’t think so. He thinks I’m an idiot. I’m probably going to get fired by him.”

Macy snorted. “You’re probably going to get banged by him. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you!”

I shook my head, not believing her. The handsome billionaire had seemed appalled by my behavior. I couldn’t get Cassius Blackwood out of my head, how his icy gaze raked over me, his glare when I forgot to call him Sir, the feel of his cool skin against mine as he secured my necklace. Not to mention the way he filled out his custom suit. The billionaire was tall and strapping, with a square jaw and to-die-for blue eyes. He was also older than me, richer than me, wildly more sophisticated than me, and seemed a little mean.

“You’re wrong.” I sighed. “But I appreciate it. I can’t get fired—I need this job.”

“You’re not getting fired. You’re one of five virgins—you’re special. They need us,” Macy said. “I’m so excited that I saved my V-card for these hot billionaires! And I’m going to get paid two million dollars when one of them cashes it!”

I laughed as she fist-pumped. “You aren’t freaked out by any of this?” I asked.

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