Page 21 of Viral Affair

“Try again. You weren’t convincing enough,” he said dryly.

I glanced back at him and bit on my bottom lip.

“Come on, tell me what that fucker did, then I’ll tell you the reason why I’m really here.”There was a dangerous edge to his voice.

“I was supposed to be his companion for the night, but then when we came back to the room he suddenly asked if we could have sex,” I stated matter-of-factly. “Before you even ask, no, he didn’t do anything to me, but when he changed his mind, I felt like a cheap whore. We both know how this whole thing works, now that you work in the club,” I said, feeling miserable now.

Rupert clearly hadn’t expected that, because instantly his guard went up and he stared at me like he was ready to shield me from all the devils of this world.

“Did he touch you?”

“No, don’t be silly. He started drinking Scotch and five minutes later, he passed out,” I explained. “Now your turn. Tell me why you’re here.”

I had to know why he’d decided to hang around this hotel. And where was his date? Had he ditched her just to come here and search for me? This guy was a billionaire, so anything was possible. I’d recently read that the Banks family was one of the most influential families in London. Rupert had made his money investing in properties, Spencer was the youngest PM in English history, and Andrew was one of the most popular actors in the UK, slowly breaking into Hollywood. The only other brother I didn’t know about was James. He was pretty cryptic, but Laura had mentioned he ran a private security company. So I suspected he had plenty of skeletons in the closet.

“I made Matthews tell me who your next client was and I might have switched some things to make sure he only needed a companion for a night, not a whore,” Rupert finally said, venom dripping on the last word.

My jaw had dropped.

And now, here we were. Up to date.

Several long moments and heartbeats later, I was beside him, grabbing him by the balls again, but this time I was ready to hurt him badly.

“You went through my client list and swapped them around?” I said through gritted teeth. I thought there was no way he could have done that.I never thought he would mess with my money.

Rowan was in charge of all the bookings and he had two assistants. I didn't want to believe that he would have managed to convince Rowan to make changes like that. I knew for a fact I was making the agency the most money. All the girls were aware of this and as far as I knew, none of them envied me because of it.

“Fuck, Veronica, my balls—let go of me, please,” Rupert pleaded when he nearly went down on his knees.

His face was red and I smiled.

“I told you not to mess with me.” I squeezed his balls tighter. His eyes were bulging.

“Damn, woman, you’re going to break me if you don’t let go. My balls can’t stand this kind of pressure,” he pleaded.

I remembered how extraordinary he’d been in bed, and I truly didn’t want to damage him before our next session, so I let go of his crotch, still fuming.

“You had no right to do that! Do you understand me? This is my life, and you’re not my boyfriend, not even directly my boss!” I jabbed my forefinger right into his chest as he groaned, holding his balls. I was so annoyed and furious that he’d crossed the line.

“Come with me. I don’t want to have this conversation here, please.” He gave me his puppy dog eyes.

This was a new Rupert. He wasn’t as polished and in control like the guy I’d been getting to know since he became my boss. I liked this version so much more because he was the Rupert I’d met in Greece.

“Ugh, fine. But don’t you dare try any tricks with me because I won’t fall for any of it.” I took a long, deep breath.

Rupert raised his hands in the air in surrender, and then he grabbed my wrist and dragged me inside the lift.

“So you followed me all the way here? How did you even find out which hotel Bruce had booked for us?” I folded my arms over my chest and threw daggers at him. The scent of his cologne was making me wet and needy again. This was all because I hadn’t had sex for ages and Rupert was so handsome. I was glad when the lift finally pinged at the fourth floor because the tension was heavy, and if this lasted any longer, he would have lost his cool.

“I have my ways.” His gaze drifted over my body, lingering several seconds longer on my cleavage.That look he gave, the one where he could just eat me up, made my pussy throb erratically and I could feel my panties soaked through.

“So, are you talking to me in the room where the blonde is waiting?” I followed him all the way to room number four-three-two.I tried to hide the jealousy in my voice, but it didn’t work too well.

Rupert took out his keycard and slid it through the lock. One green light and beep later, the door unlocked.

“What blonde?” He opened the door, revealing a suite with the most mesmerising view of the whole of Paris. Of course he’d rented one of the suites.

“The one from dinner, obviously.” I shut the door behind me and glared at him walking ahead. He had the best butt I’d ever seen on a man—perfectly shaped and round. I’d been lucky enough to see it without clothes on.

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