Seducing The Billionaire (18+) (Billonaire Series #1) |✅

Chapter 1: "To do list"

Chapter 1: "To Do List"

"Fuck!" I breathed out. I was wet. Really, really wet.

"The porn getting to you," my best friend teased, quirking an eyebrow at me. Smirking, she fast forwarded the clip right to the "good part". With a towel, I frantically wiped the faint trails of liquid trailing down my thighs and the blanket of perspiration off my forehead.

It was that time of year in Florida when the sun was high and mighty in the sky and the air was heavy and hot with humid. And with our building facing a power failure, it wasn't really helping the situation.

Sweating profusely, I could feel my shorts getting damp. But to my dismay, the pornstar was exaggerating her pleasure, making too much noise.

"Thank God, it's finally over!" I commented, fanning my face with a make-shift paper fan.

"What, you didn't like it?" She turned off her laptop and turned to face me..

"Nope, the girl was faking it too much. Besides, the only part I liked was when the delivery guy came with the pizza. But of course, the pizza was forgotten because he started screwing the living day lights out of her. What a waste of good food!" I scoffed, shoving away the computer. "You know what? Sex is overrated. They should have just had the pizza together and called it a day".

"It's porn. What did you expect? Oh come on, just because you had one horrible experience at the back of the car, doesn't necessarily mean that all sex sucks. Okay, let me show you one where this hot plumber dude screws a hot blonde and uses his 'tools' on her," Sydney eagerly started to reach for her laptop again.

"Oh please, I'm over it. It's really hot in here, and I don't want to watch another. If you're feeling 'excited' please call your boyfriend and do him or something," I suggested, taking a sip of chilled water, refreshing me.

"Jasper is still in class. Besides, I'll go over later as soon as this stupid power outage is over. Want to join?" Jasper is Sydney's steady boyfriend who goes to the same college. His apartment was a few blocks away from ours.

To hear you guys scream out of pleasure across the living room, no thank you!

"I'll pass. God, when is the power coming back?"

"Not any time today, Mel. The landlord said it will take a lot of time to fix the faulty switch. Maybe you should come with me, I'll introduce you to Jasper's new friend, Brad. He's a total hottie."

"Not again Syd. How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not interested in college guys."

"Yeah I know... 'They're very immature and only interested in one night stands,'" she quoted me. "Seriously Armelle, don't you think you're stereotyping them?"

Yes, definitely. Truth be told, I'm more into older men. When I was sixteen, I had my first boyfriend who was a 23 year old college grad student and had way too much time on his hands. It wasn't legal and it didn't end well. But older men are just better- in looks, maturity, and experience. But I wasn't planning to tell that to Sydney, at least not yet.

"Remind me why did we rent this apartment again?" I asked, trying to change the subject. This wasn't the only time we are facing a power failure. Since the first time we rented this apartment, we've faced two water crises and three power failures, including this one.

"Because it was the cheapest one closest to our college." Syd and I weren't well off. I got into University of Western Florida with a 60% scholarship, while Sydney was on a student loan.

We didn't have the luxury to live in an upscale apartment or even own a car for that matter. So we ended up renting this small two bedroom dump, which was a good 15 minute walk away from UWF.

I got up, stretching my arms. This was the last day of my blissful vacation and then I'm off to my summer internship tomorrow.

"I'll be in my room doing some research," I got up from the couch.

"By research, you mean Google pictures of that hot billionaire and ogle at him all day."

I rolled my eyes, "By research, I mean getting enough information about the company I will be working for three months."

"Yeah sure, while stalking that hot boss.of yours! Believe me, you are not the only one. Rumor has it, girls have claimed to experience mini orgasms after seeing Asher Devin Jones in his swimming trunks."

I laughed. "Seriously Syd? Where do you hear these things? Let me remind you he's my father's close acquaintance, so that basically makes him my uncle".

According to my research, Asher Devin Jones is the executive officer of Jones Enterprise, one of the top shipping companies in the entire world. He joined when he was only twenty four and from then on, it was a success. Now he's planning to branch his business worldwide, when the company formerly only operated in Western countries.

I was lucky to get a summer internship there, given that I wasn't even a college graduate. This would definitely look good on my resume, all thanks to my dad.

"Yeah, but if I were you, he would definitely be on my to do list," Sydney quipped.

"You have an entire list? I thought I was the only one," Jasper said, as he opened the front door, spare key in hand.

Sydney excitedly got up and kissed Jasper. "Sorry babe, I have a long list and it includes Channing Tatum and Ian Somerhalder."

"At least tell me I'm at top of the list."

"Hmm... I don't think so," Syd said, pretending to think.

"Well I guess I'll have to show you then," Suddenly, Jasper picked Syd up, bridal style. Sydney let out a giggle as she wrapped her arms around him and started to viciously kiss him.

That was my cue to leave, they were so enraptured in each other they might've ended up doing the nasty right in front of me.

Gagging a little, I went back into my room and Googled something I never thought I would. I typed in "Asher Devin Jones in swimming trunks" in the search bar and pictures appeared instantly.

He was indeed some sort of Greek God, with muscular arms and six-pack abs. His dark brown hair was perfectly disheveled. He was sporting a pair of dark blue shorts that left little to the imagination. This time, I was, no doubt, ogling at him.

The caption under the photo read "35 year old billionaire, Asher Jones, enjoying his holiday at his private island with his new fling".

Below, there were more pictures of Asher with a girl. The girl was gorgeous, to say the least. Her locks of golden hair were tied in a bun and she was wearing a bikini that was a bit too skimpy in my humble opinion. She looked flawless, her skin naturally tanned from the sun. An unfamiliar pang of jealousy surged through me, clenching around my heart. God, that was weird.

He's my dad's friend and my boss, at this point, I cannot be crushing on him.

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Edited by  unlady