Page 98 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
“I’m sweaty because we’ve been freaking kidnapped!” Ash grabbed part of her dress and wiped a ridiculous amount of sweat off her face.
“If you want him to let us free you just have to take your tits out. No big deal.”
“Gah, fine.” She hid her face with one hand and pulled her dress down with the other for half a second. “There!” she yelled at the TV. “Now let us free!”
The words on the screen changed: “Nice tits. But that’s not what I want. You have two more guesses.”
“Two more guesses?” asked Ash. “And then what?! Is he going to kill us? Or worse…unleash a centipede on this plane? That’smy third biggest fear. The only thing worse would be if he made us late…” Her eyes got huge. “Shit, we’re already late for the wedding. My life is over. He should just kill us and put us out of our misery.” She plopped back into her chair and opened her arms, inviting the final blow.
“The banana king isn’t gonna kill us. Because we’re gonna figure out what he wants.”
“And how are we going to do that? It could literally be anything.”
“Actually, I think it’s a pretty limited list.”
“How do you figure?”
“Well, we’re trapped on a plane,” I said, gesturing to our prison. “And he’s not here. So sexual favors are out. Which is odd, because the banana king loves getting his dick sucked.”
“I really think he wants money,” said Ash. She fished a twenty out of her purse and slapped it on the table. “Is this what you want?” she asked the screen.
The words on the screen changed again: “I don’t want your money. And why would you think that twenty dollars would be nearly enough?” There was a facepalm emoji at the end of the text. Another line appeared: “You have one more guess.”
“Let’s think this through,” I said. “What do we know about the banana king?”
“Uh… He has a huge dick. And he owns a bunch of hotels. And apparently he really wanted to take my virginity. Oh! And he loves size contests.”
“I think that’s a pretty reductive and frankly insulting view of a very complex man. Did you forget everything we learned about him at Slavanka’s wedding?”
“I literally had no idea that Slavanka was married until about two seconds ago. So yes, I forgot everything we learned about him.”
“You drank a lot of banana juice that weekend, so that makes sense.”
“Let’s just focus on the banana king. What did we learn about him?”
“So much.”
Ash stared at me. “Like…what?”
“Well for starters, we learned a ton about his Single Boy Rules.”
“Is there one about kidnapping a bride on her wedding day? Like Single Boy Rule #34: Always kidnap a bride on her wedding day and only let her free once she agrees to let you fuck her on her wedding night?”
“Wow. Not even close. Single Boy Rule #34 is: First dates are for making an emotional connection.”
“Well that’s a surprisingly nice rule and now I feel kind of bad for saying something so filthy. What else do we know about him?”
“How about I tell you the whole story of Slavanka’s wedding? It was quite a weekend. And I’m sure it holds the key to solving this riddle.”
“No! Chastity! Do not launch into another two-hour-long story! We’re already so late for your wedding. And now we have an hour time limit before the banana king kills us!”
“It all started one rainy evening when we were working late…”
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