Page 13 of Madden

I take a deep breath, trying to figure out where to start.

“Promise me, no matter what, you won’t repeat this to a soul.”

Her eyes widen. “Of course, I wouldn’t. Who the hell do you think I am, B?”

“I’m serious, Serena.”

“I promise,” she says, picking up the phone and pacing around her room.

I chew nervously on my lips, my mind filtering through the memories. I have no idea how to say this, so I decide to just come out with it.

“So the interview was at Madden’s house, right? Well, we get there, and his sister let us inside to get set up. He has a beautiful house.”

“You’re stalling. You can tell me about his house later. Get to the good stuff.”

My face drops, and I narrow my gaze, giving her one of my best “I’m annoyed with you” looks. She waves her hand, urging me to hurry up already.

I swear, if we weren’t best friends, we would’ve ended up hating each other. She knows all the ways to get under my skin.

“Anyway…” I sigh dramatically. “We’re getting set up when I overhear him and a woman.”

She gapes at me. “Say what now?”

I nod, and she squeals. “Yep. Seriously, if you could’ve heard, I swear.”

My face flames again. “Heard what? What did he say? I want to know.”

“The noises he made. The dirty talking. Let me just say, I’ve never heard a man say anything like the stuff coming out of his mouth.”

“Oh God, I’m so fuckin’ jealous. I’d let that man slut me out in a minute.”

“Serena,” I balk, and we both burst into a fit of laughter. I slap my hand over my mouth, unable to contain it.

“I’m here to say what you never will, and we both know it.”

She’s not wrong. We grew up in two different worlds. It’s something I envy about her. She’s never been impressed with anything that comes along with my life. She’d still be here for me if I were broke without a penny to my name.

Word has spread about how when my father passes away, I stand to inherit over two hundred million dollars. Honestly, I’d trade it all in most days for a peaceful, normal life.

I’ve watched how money and greed ruin people. It’s hard to find someone who is loyal and doesn’t give a shit about your bank account. It’s why she’s one of the few people I will ever trust in this lifetime.

Hell, I think I trust her more than my brothers, and that says a lot.

They are true examples of what money and power can do to people. I’m glad they want to take over for my father because no chance in hell would I ever want to do it myself.

“I mean, you’re there for the night, so if it happens, then let it happen. You damn sure could use some fun in your life.”

“No way in hell would I ever let myself fall for a man like Madden Cole. Absolutely not.”

“Why not? Who said you had to fall in love with him? This isn’t about love, girlfriend. This is about orgasms. You can’t tell me that man wouldn’t dish them out like a goddamn buffet, too. He even looks like he’d be good in bed.”

“What’s that even mean?”

“You know what I’m talking about. His confidence says he knows how to put that thing down, flip it, and reverse it.”

“I can’t handle you right now. I’m gonna let you go and figure out what I’m wearing.”

“Like hell you will. You can get ready with me. I want to see if what you’re wearing is slut approved.”

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