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She smiles. “Whatever you want?” She chews on her bottom lip. “You mean sex?”

“Yes and unfortunately, we’ll also spend Christmas day with my family and you’ll have to pretend you’re my girlfriend.”

It’s the perfect opportunity to stop my family from tiptoeing around me.

“Oh,” she whispers.

I know she’ll be quick to agree to it. It must be a more lucrative opportunity compared to being on OmegaFans.

As I take a sip of my black coffee, our eyes clash and I nod. “I’ll give you fifty thousand today and the rest at the end of the ten days. But on one condition.”

A low hum leaves her mouth as she continues to nibble on her bottom lip. Our eyes meet briefly, creating a momentary connection. “And that is?”

“You’ll sign an NDA so you cannot discuss what goes on between us. I don’t want anybody finding out anything unless it comes from me. I don’t want my reputation tainted.”

“Why me?” she asks. “There are more discreet ways of buying sex, such as Alpha House.” She’s alluding to the sex clubs dotted around Manhattan and further afield.

“This is not only sex,” I grunt, but don’t answer her question of why it can only be her. I’ll wait for another time to answer that.

“Isn’t it?” She purses her lips, but when a hint of indifference crosses her face, she shrugs her shoulders. “That’s fine. I can do that.”

“Good. So we have a deal?”

Her fingers tap anxiously on the table as she stares at me. “Ten days and I walk away with two hundred and fifty thousand dollars?” She checks the figure again to make sure she heard my offer correctly.

I give a subtle nod, showing our mutual understanding. “And one other condition.” I take a sip of my coffee and swallow, feeling the hot liquid slide down my throat. “At the end of the ten days,it is over.”

Chapter 8

Holly

Tendaysfortwohundred and fifty thousand dollars. I’ll be able to do everything I want.

“That’s fine.” If he doesn’t scent me the way I do him, I don’t want him, anyway.

“Do we have an agreement?” he asks again, looking over the rim of his cup as he takes another sip of his coffee.

“I have one condition of my own,” I say as I hum to myself, nervously.

“What are you doing?” He pauses. His eyes remain on me.

There’s a subdued rumble emanating from him, but I show no reaction. I’ve mastered a few techniques of my own that halt my slick from running whenever I hear those sounds.

The main one is squeezing my pussy walls so hard it can’t run down my legs. Yeah, I know that isn’t a technique that will stop it, but it’s enough for him to not smell me if I emit my omega perfume accidentally.

The other is making a humming sound.

“Singing.” I smile.

“That’s not singing. It sounds like you were torturing a kitten.” He shakes his head. “What is your condition?”

“I’m allergic to alphas.” I emit a soft chuckle. My nerves are definitely getting the better of me.

He lets out a heavy sigh, his gaze fixed directly on me.

“I don’t even know your name.” I find it hard to fathom that I’m contemplating spending time with a man I know nothing about.

“I’m Aiden. You’re Holly and that’s all we need to know about each other.”

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