Page 416 of Billionaire Temptations

“No.” I shook my head. “We’re in a Venus retrograde right now. Not a lucky night.” I winked.

Sebastian turned his head and looked at me.

“Do you really have to tell people that?” he asked in an irritated way.

I didn’t respond. I just gave him a small smile.

“Ah. I see,” Chuck spoke.

After about ten hands, Sebastian was down a lot of money. After his last losing game, he decided it was time to get up from the blackjack table and head somewhere else.

“Apparently, blackjack isn’t a good game to play tonight. I think I’ll try my luck at roulette.”

“You’re going to play the Devil’s game?” I frowned.

He stopped walking and stared at me.

“What do you mean?”

“Hello. All the numbers on the wheel add up to 666. The Devil’s number.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Chloe.” He laughed.

He wasn’t laughing anymore when he lost over and over again. He was starting to become irritated. I could see it in his face. We left the roulette table and walked into the elegant poker room that was designated for people of Sebastian’s status.

“Fuck this,” he spoke in an irate voice as we walked out three hours later.

“Told you. Venus retrograde.”

“Save it, Chloe.” He walked a couple of steps in front of me.

When we entered the room, he immediately took off his suit coat and threw it across the wing-backed chair in the living room. Pouring himself a drink, he stood before the window and stared into the brightly lit, busy city. He was pissed he lost all that money, but I warned him. It was up to me to make him feel better and forget about the money he lost. Placing my iPhone in the docking station, I pulled up my playlist, and the song American Idiot by Green Day started to play. I danced over to where Sebastian was standing, moving all around him as he stood there and stared at me. Bringing my hands in the air, I shimmied my body around, dancing across the suite and singing as loud as I could. Finally, he cracked a smile as he stood there and shook his head. As the song was ending, there was a loud knock at the door. I turned the music off and Sebastian walked over to the door.

“Excuse me, Mr. Bennett. I’m sorry to disturb you, but we had some complaints about music being played too loudly up here.”

Sebastian sighed as he looked at me.

“I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“Very well, sir. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

“How are we supposed to enjoy our evening if we can’t play a little loud music,” I shouted from across the room.

Sebastian shut the door and turned to me.

“Now you’ve got us in trouble.”

“Oh, please.” I waved my hand. “By the way, don’t ever tell my parents I have that song on my playlist. They would be so pissed.”

He chuckled as he walked over to me and picked me up. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I stared into his mysterious brown eyes.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking you into the bedroom and fucking you. That little dance of yours seemed to have turned me on.”

“Ah.” I grinned. “I can dance on the bed if you’d like.”

“Only if you promise to do it naked.” A smile crossed his lips.

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