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LOST IN HIS ARMS

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Come closer, I won't bite" he said calmly as he took a sip from the wine glass while feasting his eyes deviously on her like a lost prey. Laura looked up at the masked man nervously while sitting at the other end of the sofa. She felt vulnerable and silly while biting her finger with her red rosy lips. His next action surprised her. He stood up and grabbed her unexpectedly. "I can't wait any longer" he said as he clasped his arms around her. "You're driving me crazy" the masked man added. Laura swallowed nervously, this was not going to end up well as she thought. Laura was a poor orphaned girl who was desperate for the need of money to pay for her late father's bills in order for the debtors to stop harassing their lives. And the only way out she could think of was seeking help from her best friend, who hooked her up with an unknown billionaire. That was the only way out of her mess. Spending one night with the Billionaire. But what would happen if something were to go wrong? Will this be a reoccurring affair, or is it going to be only tonight... ***** Please don't copy the cover is mine. Thanks!

DaoistJhgTfu · Urban
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211 Chs

Chapter 84 Back to the States

In front of the convoy of cars was a black limo, the ladies inside were seated delicately enjoying the sweet service of the valet in the car. This had turned out to be the audition of a lifetime for them. It was more like a summer vacation, because none of them had ever experienced such comfort and luxury.

There were 5 girls in the group. They all sat in pairs except for Laura. They were having conversations with their eyes occasionally darting towards Laura . The girls knew each other but Laura had only been there a week, so they hadn't really been introduced to each other properly.

How she got the gig with them even though she had just 1 week of experience was a mystery, she was new to their company and hadn't even entered the spotlight yet. But still, she was chosen to come along with those who had at least a few years of experience of each. They were professional models, so to speak.