A Haunted Dream; BOS 6

Billionaire Playboy Is Back

Alex Stone
I couldn't believe.
I didn't want to believe it.
But I believe it.
Lillian Morgan, the girl I'd started falling for had been using me for protection and to get closer to my brother. She lied to me. She told me it was me she had feelings for. But I guess that's not how it goes. She likes my brother.
He did always seem to be the favourite.
Slamming the door to my room I let out a frustrated yell and punched the wall. "Fuck you Lillian. Fuck you." I yelled as I walk over to my wardrobe. I pulled out a set of jeans a black shirt and leather jacket. As I undressed I paused when I caught a glimpse of the scar on my ribs. A scar given to me by my brother. It was an accident. He never ment to. He was angry. Our mother had just died in a Russian prison.
Sighing I pull on my shirt and jacket before pulling on a pair of black shoes. As I walk to the door I grab my sunglasses.
There's a shriek from down in the basement and I race down with the others in tow. Maddison stood there a phone in hand. She saw me and her eyes widen. "Alex." She breaths and I frown in confusion.
It was as if everyone knew about something except for me. They spun and swiftly blocked Maddison from my view. "What's going on?" I hissed.
"How do whatever it is you were going to do Alex. You don't want to be here for this. Trust me." Antonio says as he glances behind him at his wife no doubt.
"Fine." I grumble and walk back upstairs and outside. I walk into the garage and skim my eyes over my cars.
I stop when my eyes come to my red and black Lamborghini Aventador. Shrugging a I put on my sunglasses and get in. Starting it up I drive out onto the road and head into town. I need a bar and I need it now.
As I drive through town I'm greater by a glowing entrance sign to a bar that was just opening. Parking I get out and walk in. There were people talking and laughing, drinking and dancing. The place was clean, tidy and didn't look half bad.
"Well hello handsome." A pair of girls in very short dresses appeared and took an arm each. They giggled and smiled up at me.
"Hello ladies. May I interest you both in a drink?" I ask slowly with a smile.
They nod and I walk over to the bar. The bartender looks at me suspiciously and I give a slight laugh as I remove my sunglasses and put them in my jacket pocket. The bartenders eyes widen. "You're Alex Stone." He gasps in shock and I shrug.
The girls stroke my arms slowly and I smile down at them. "May I ask how Maddisons doing?" He asks and my gaze shoots back up to him, eyes narrowed protectively.
"Who wants to know?" I snarl and the man shrinks back a step before swiftly busying himself with drinks.
"I mean no harm. It's just I use to go out with her. Before you all disappeared. I'm Marco." He says quickly and I snort.
"Ah. You're that guy. Well then. I'll have the strongest cocktail you got and whatever these girls want." I smile as I look down at the woman.
Both were indeed very beautiful. The one on my right had shoulder length wavy blonde hair and wore a single strapped short blue dress that made her cleavage pop. The one on my left had long straight brown hair and wore a strapless short purple dress that made her cleavage look even more inviting than the girl on my rights.
We got our drinks and I took the girls upstairs where we sat down. They sat either side of me. Chewing their lips and slowly stroking my thighs. They were teasing and I must say they were good but I know how to withstand them. "Who out of you girls is the loudest?" I ask lowly and they stop and look at me in confusion. I smirk and they click.
"That would definately be me Mr Stone. However my friend is more... athletic." The woman with the blue dress giggles. The purple dress girl bites her lip and I lean down so our faces were barely apart.
"Athletic huh? Well. I guess we'll have to see about that now won't we." I whisper and she looks as if she were about to faint.
When I turn back to the other woman I lean close. "Don't worry. I didn't forget you sweetheart. I'll make sure those lungs of yours are put to good use." I glance at her lips before standing and walking away.
I glance back to see the two woman were shaking. With a laugh I shake my head and down my cocktail. I walk over to the lap dancers and sit down. I watch as sexy woman in little to no clothing walk around and tease. One of them was a black haired woman just younger than me with a black leather bra and matching thong on. She caught me watching and bit her lip before making her way over slowly.
A picture of Lillian flashed through my head yet I threw it away. I don't care for her anymore.
She's gone.
I've been hurt by her one too many times. She'll never see me helping her ever again. I'll never look for her. I'll never glance at her. I'll act as if she doesn't exist.
She'll get what she deserves and I'll go back to my billionaire player life. A life that made me happy for years. She won't interfere with this. Not again.
The woman slowly walks around me and runs her fingers along my neck making me shiver. She straddles my lap and runs her hands up my chest. "You aren't too bad you know." I say deeply and she puts her face into my neck, softly blowing on it.
"Not too bad? I've always been told I'm the best." She whispers in my ear before standing and sitting on my lap. I run my hands down her thighs and put my face into the back of her neck.
"I think I'll be the judge of that." I whisper and she turns her head and runs a hand along my cheekbone , it a sly smile.
"I'll be waiting for you Mr Stone. Second room to the right down the hallway there." She murmurs before standing and leaning down in front of me, her breasts almost popping out of the skimpy bra.
She smiles before standing and walking away. After a small wait I stand and head slowly towards the room.
The billionaire playboy is back.