Page 444 of Billionaire Temptations

“Kurtis let me use a lot of the leftovers from the job sites, and I would go to the scrap yard a lot and collect things. It kept me out of trouble.”

“Kurtis must have been so proud of you. What did he say when he saw the house?”

“He never saw the house. About six months before the house was finished, he was diagnosed with lung cancer and was given a couple of months to live. He knew what he had but refused to go to the doctor. One day, he collapsed and ended up in the hospital. I remember standing at his bedside and him saying to me, “Son, you go get the deed to that house in your name. When it’s finished, sell it. You’ll make a killing off of it, and all your hard work would have paid off. Take the money and get yourself settled somewhere. Make something of yourself. He gave me the name of his lawyer in case I had any trouble, and then he passed away that night.”

Chloe

I couldn’t stop the tears from filling my eyes as Sebastian told his story. What he had been through as a child was heartbreaking. Turning my body around so I could face him, I ran my hand down his cheek.

“I’m so sorry. That must have been very hard on you when he passed away.”

“I couldn’t cry, Chloe. All I knew was that I was so angry at him for dying. I finished the house, graduated from high school,and sold it with the help of a realtor. I made a shitload of money.”

“Now I’m sure that’s just nickel and dime to you.” I smiled.

“Yeah. It is.” He scrunched up his nose.

“So then what happened?” I asked as I laid my head on his chest.

“I bought another rundown house, fixed it up, sold it, and made a lot of money. I kept on doing that, and when I was twenty years old, I made my first million. When I was twenty-one, I made two million, and that’s when I moved here to New York and started Bennett Industries out of my apartment.”

“And you did that all by yourself?”

“Yeah. With a little help from Eli. As I said, we had met in the group home. He was taken away from his parents when he was ten years old because they were heavy drug users. He was the only friend I made, and that’s because he was just as bad as I was. He was sent back to his parents when he was fifteen. They moved here to New York, but we still kept in touch almost every day.”

“So that’s why you moved here? Because of Eli?”

“Pretty much. I threw ideas at him, and he encouraged me to make the move. Plus, the housing market here was on an upswing.”

“How did he become your driver?”

“He just wasn’t cut out for the business world, and he knew it. But being my best friend, I had to do something. So I bought him a limo and hired him as my personal driver. I pay him very well, and he’s happy. Once I started Bennett Industries and had a few more sold houses under my belt, I looked into businesses that were failing. I figured if I could do it with houses, I could do it with businesses. I made connections with people, wined and dined them, and learned to play the game. I bought a company that was nearly bankrupt and brought in a team to help me get itback up and running, which cost me a lot of money, and then I sold it for more money than I ever imagined. And that’s what led me to be where I am today.”

“You had to be happy about that?” I asked as I turned back around and snuggled against him.

“About the company, yes. About the obscene amount of money I made, yes. But I was still that angry boy whose parents abandoned him. I had no control over what happened to me back when I was a child, but when I was kicked out of the group home, I was free, and I took control over my life and vowed never to let anyone try to control my life again.”

I reached up and kissed his lips. “I have more questions, but we need to get out of this tub.”

He chuckled. “Okay. Let me help you out.”

Sebastian climbed out first and wrapped a towel around his waist. Holding out a towel for me, he grabbed my hand and helped me, wrapping the towel around my body.

“I think your cock bruised my back. All that hardness pushing against me.”

His brow arched as he turned me around, lifted up the towel, and examined my back.

“I don’t see any bruises. But maybe I should take a closer look just to be sure.”

I shivered as he softly ran his tongue along my back, licking up and down my spine with long, smooth strokes. He placed his hand between my legs and cupped me down below. I swear I almost had an orgasm. When he dipped his finger inside me, I gasped. Fuck, he felt so good. My knees felt weak in anticipation of what was coming. He stood up, his finger exploring my insides as his hot breath trailed across my neck.

“Does your back feel better?” he whispered.

“Uh-huh.” I let out a low moan.

“I’ve missed you so much, and I’ve missed this.”

“Me too,” I spoke breathlessly.

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