Page 45 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
I pulled the handle down inch by inch, and then I eeeeeeased the door open.
I thought it was going to be tough to find the Christmas tree in the giant suite. But this was some sort of strange room that just had a little hallway, a bathroom, and a bedroom with a minifridge.
Weird.Where was the kitchen? And the parlor? And the other bedrooms?
The compact layout of the room was both a blessing and a curse.
It was a blessing because the Christmas tree was visible right from the doorway.
But it was a curse because a soldier was sleeping in the bed about five feet away from the tree.
I took a second to learn the rhythm of his snoring. And then I tiptoed to that rhythm, letting my heels click each time he snored.
It worked like a charm. And before I knew it, I was at the tree. I slid the present into place and I was about to turn around to leave when I saw that he’d left me some milk and cookies.
Eating them was definitely part of the job, right? I grabbed the cookie and crunched into it. Like…really crunched. Way louder than I’d meant to.
The snoring stopped.
Shit!
I stayed completely still as the sound of sheets moving filled the room.
Shit, shit, shit!
But then the sheets settled and the snoring started up again.
Oh thank God.I let out a breath and looked down at the half-eaten cookie in my hand. I couldn’t crunch into it again. So instead I dipped it into the milk to soften it up a little. There was no noise as I chewed up the rest of the cookie. And then I downed the milk and tiptoed out.
As soon as the door was closed I took a few deep breaths and tried to steady my heart rate. Almost getting caught really had my adrenaline pumping. I was such a good sexy elf. Not only had I not gotten caught, but I’d also gone super fast. Now it was just up to the rest of the team to work as fast I did.
I glanced down the hallway hoping to see Ghostie arriving with my second package. But instead…
How the hell?!
The three rooms next to me all had beautiful wrapped red presents sitting by the door, just waiting for me to deliver them.
Maybe I hadn’t been as fast as I’d thought…
I ran over and grabbed the next package. And then I did the same routine, just way faster. Or…a little faster.
Ghostie had dropped off two more red packages while I’d been in there.
At least it wasn’t three more, though.
My third delivery went even better, only giving Ghostie time for one more delivery.
And my fourth one was the easiest yet. Because no one was even in the room. As soon as I saw that the bed was empty, I sprinted in and tossed the present under the tree. Then I drank the milk down in a single gulp and grabbed the cookie to-go.
I spun around and ran straight into some rock-hard abs.
“Gotcha,” said a deep voice as the lights on the Christmas tree turned on.
Oh fuck.
I stepped back and looked up at the three soldiers in front of me.
And they all stared down at me.
