Sexy playboy billionaire Asher Young goes through girlfriends like he goes through bottles of Moët. I would know — he brings them all to get fitted for my luxury lingerie designs. I guess that’s one way to avoid awkward conversations when they find another girl’s panties in his Maserati.
Now he has a proposition for me: he’ll invest in my design business, and I’ll finally open the boutique of my dreams.
There’s just one problem: I can’t stop kissing him. And he looks REALLY good naked.
Make that two problems….
can have my lawyers draw up the contract this afternoon: I’ll front the cash in
exchange for minority percentage of ownership. Are you in?”He looked especially kissable in that moment, all hopeful and earnest and
excited, and a tiny bit vulnerable as he waited for my answer. It was hard to
remember all the times he had made me so mad, hard to remember that there was
anything about this man that anyone could find infuriating.
There was a little whisper of worry in the back of my mind that said I still
didn’t know who the real Asher was: was it the sweet man who reassured me that
he believed in me, and joked about his own failings? Or the condescending,
flirty asshole who had three girlfriends but still couldn’t keep his sly winks
and hands to himself?
I looked around the store and as the anticipation bubbled up inside me, I
realized that it didn’t matter. This whole venture was a risk, especially with
Asher, but there was no way I was going to say no. Not when this was what I had
“Okay,” I said out loud. “You’ve got a deal.”
Now, all I had to do was make it through this business partnership without
killing him, kissing him, or both.
Combining her love of writing, sex and well-fitted suits, Lila Monroe
wrote The Billionaire Bargain. Lila enjoys
writing, as it gives her a flexible schedule to spend time with her kids and a
wonderful excuse to avoid them. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband, who
strips out of his well-fitted suits nightly.