Page 5 of Billionaire Boss's Bold Proposal

“Great. Have some drinks and find a hot woman.” Stefan laughed as he hung up.

I grabbed my coat and headed out of the hotel to the car provided to me. I went to the nearest bar the concierge recommended—no sense staying at the hotel. I wanted to explore a little to clear my head, especially with the race coming up.

I pulled up to an expensive bar and tossed the valet my keys. Inside, the bartender, a petite brunette with green eyes, flashed me a flirty smile.

“What would you like?” she asked flirtatiously.

“Sex on the beach,” I replied, noticing the look in her eyes. My flirtation skills were still sharp.

While the bartender mixed my drink, I scanned the room, checking everything out. My eyes caught sight of a stunning blonde. Her gorgeous hair was in a tight bun with loose strands perfectly framing her delicate face. She wore a short red dress, exposing her cleavage and showing off her petite body that wouldn’t stop…and those kissable pink pouty lips.

I wanted nothing more than to…

The bartender slid me my drink, interrupting my thoughts, just as a heated argument erupted. It was the curves for days blonde… I might have to step in...

But when the guy grabbed her wrist tightly, I instinctively reacted. “Time to go, buddy. Leave the lady alone,” I said.

He glared at me and the other patrons before storming out.

“You’re welcome,” I smiled at the woman.

She jerked her arm back, glaring with fiery eyes. “I could’ve handled it myself. I don’t need your help.”

I grinned as she walked to the bar, feisty and fun to tame. I like a challenge.

Chapter two

Mandy

IsighedasIstared at the man who had come to my rescue. To think he thought I couldn’t handle myself. I was tired of accepting help from men. They always come with a price.

I noticed he followed me. He sat down on the chair close to the bar. I took a good look at him. I honestly loved what I saw. He was handsome. Not just a little, but the kind that has every woman stopping to look and dream.

He had light brown eyes, dark tousled hair, and a sexy smile. He had a perfectly well-sculpted body with a broad chest. I could see the lines of his abs from his snug-fitting white t-shirt.

I could tell he wasn’t from Italy, some tourist, drop-dead gorgeous hot, but still a tourist. Good-looking as he was, I chose to ignore him. I was done with men for the day.

“Scotch, neat,” I said to Evelyn.

She smiled at me, “You know you’re supposed to be behind this counter in a few hours.”

I shrugged, “I took the day off.”

“You know each other?” The hottie asked Evelyn.

Evelyn nodded. I noticed the excited look on her face. Ugh, he’s got her smitten. I wouldn’t blame her, however. He’s every girl’s dream man.

“Yeah, Mandy works here and is also my best friend,” Evelyn replied.

I rolled my eyes. “Stop talking to the stranger, Eve,” I said.

Evelyn laughed. She said to Mr. Hottie apologetically, “Sorry, she’s just cranky.”

“Oh, I understand. There was a guy that pissed her off earlier,” he said to Evelyn.

I gritted my teeth angrily, trying to ignore him and focus on my drink. I know he was doing all he could to get my attention.

“That guy? He’s a nobody. Mandy can completely handle him. He likes to come into the bar and create a scene. He’s hopeful she will accept his relentless invitation and go out with him,” Evelyn replied.

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