by Anna Collins
He looked at Austin whose eyes were fixed at a guy, who was wearing a pair of blue shorts. He had bulging biceps and was without any doubt, the sexiest guy that Blake had ever seen. He had blue eyes and curly hair, and with his lustrous lips, Blake was sure that he could get any guy he would want.
For a moment, Blake didn’t know if that was where he belonged or not. As they took a few steps, they were welcomed by a lot of other people. They were all greeting Austin and it felt like the entire party knew him well. He felt like a misplaced puzzle, and even though he was trying really hard to interact with people and be a part of that crowd, but somewhere deep within, he knew that he didn’t belong there.
The same guy who was wearing blue shorts and had an amazing physique came towards them and greeted Austin. They both hugged and for a moment, Blake felt a little awkward.
“This is Alejandro. We are good friends!” Austin introduced him to Blake.
“Friends? Are you mad? We were never friends, Austin. We were fuck buddies. I still remember how you used to fuck me all night long in your office, and in your bed, and in your couch – well, almost everywhere!” Alejandro was drunk and he broke into laughter while passing that statement.
Blake didn’t know what to say. He knew about Austin’s past, but that was the first time when he was looking to his past in the form of Alejandro.
“Don’t get me wrong. Who wouldn’t like to get a bite of this muscular jock! I mean, he has a reputation in the town that he needs to maintain. Anyways, who are you, sexy? Have we ever met?”
As Alejandro asked Blake that question, all Blake could do was turn around and let Austin introduce him to Alejandro.
“He is with me. We work together,” was all Austin could say that pissed Blake off. He had had enough and couldn’t take it anymore.
He ran towards the room and started to cry. Tears started to fall aimlessly out of his eyes as he didn’t know what else to do. Austin turned out to be a spoiled billionaire and Blake was disheartened. He knew that a part of him fell in love with Austin and wanted to go back in time to undo his mistake.
He heard a knock on the door and heard Austin’s voice. Blake looked at the mirror and washed his face as few times. He took a few minutes and tried to be calm before opening the door.
He found Austin standing on the other side looking hot than ever in his beach shorts. Blake tried to calm his senses as he couldn’t let his temptation take the best of that moment. He was pissed at Austin and wanted him to give some explanation.
“I just need a minute of your life to give an explanation because I know that I owe this to you,” Austin said and entered inside the room.
“Carry on!”
“I have been a different person before I met you. I was done finding love and was living for meaningless one-night stands and booty calls because I thought that sex was all I could ever get. But that was before I met you. I was making a mistake and turning my life into a living hell until you came to my life and changed it drastically. It was like I was drowning and you saved me, Blake. You saved me in every way a person can be saved and brought me back to life. I can’t go back and undo my mistake, but you know me – you know who I am in the present and I am trying to be better every second with you, for you. Blake Rogers, I love you so much. I can’t imagine a life without you. Please move in with me and make me a better person, every day!” Austin kneeled down to his knees and presented Blake an extra key to his apartment in order to make this official.
“This is the key to my apartment and my heart – it is all yours now!”
Blake didn’t know what to say. He was with Austin and never in his life had he felt so happy. He wanted to feel the same way and wanted to spend every second of his life with him.
“I love you so much, Austin.”
He said and kissed Austin passionately. The trip to Miami certainly turned out to be a defining moment in their relationship. They kept kissing each other and the noise of the party faded away. Nothing else mattered anymore; it was just the two of them in the whole wide world. Everything else was secondary. They kept kissing each other, knowing that it would be the start of a brand new chapter of their lives.
THE END
LESBIAN BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: THE BILLIONAIRE BOMBSHELL
“Often life puts us on cross-roads and we do not know the right way to go. It could be very hard to make a choice because sometimes having too many options could be the wrong thing. We get scared of making a wrong call and in your fear; you might end up choosing the road you were NOT destined to travel.”
“Jane, this is a piece of shit!” Maggie said in her fake Sothern accent she often used to charm hot men and top-shot gossip mills.
“But Maggie, you didn’t even read the whole document. There is this huge problem among the youth of today. They are not following their heart.”
“I don’t give a shit, Jane. We are not majoring in psychology or philosophy. We thrive on gossip, breaking news. Does any of this look breaking to you?”
“I know Maggie, but think of all those lives you could change with the right guidance and mentor. We have a reach and if this article strikes the right chord with our readers, so many parents could help their child pick the right path.”
“Damn it, Jane! When are you going to understand this? I am not running a charity business here. I don’t give a fuck to what or how other parents treat their children. I need to make money. I am not here to bear losses.”
Jane looked at Maggie and she knew that no matter how hard she tried, Maggie wouldn’t agree.
“This is the last strike. I can’t keep you on the job, not doing anything constructive. You have 1 week Jane. That’s it. Come up with an idea that will fetch me hits, that has the potential to go viral, that can bring in readers. If you come up with such shit again, I am sorry but I have to let you go.”
“You can’t chuck me like this Maggie!”
“I know honey. It would be so sad to see you go, but like I told you, I am not running a charity organization here.”
Maggie stormed out of the room leaving Jane reeling in shock. “Seriously, what is the media up to? She should have at least read the whole piece,” Jane told Ash who was her colleague.
“I know Jane. You put in so much effort, but this is not the right network to showcase your talent. Why don’t you search something which you would love to do and can fetch her hits too? She has a point, though. The media industry is so competitive. It is hard to make money.”
Jane realized the point and thought of having a hard thinking session at her home. She was done for the day and she knew the week would be very demanding with so much to do and think. Her job was at stake. She was settled in her job and didn't want to start from ground zero all over again.”
As she headed home, she thought of the possible things she could cover. But, the more she thought of a storyline, she came back to her own dynamics.
Jane Nader was 27, single and lesbian. She never believed in concealing her identity and was one of those feminists who truly knew the meaning of the word. She knew life was not easy for lesbians and it was so easy to be judged, but she had grown to live life on her own terms.
She thought of a piece on lesbian and feminist rights but knew that Maggie wouldn't be convinced. She needed to really think it through because the stakes were too high this time.
After reaching home, she sat down with her notebook and jotted the possible creative ideas. After an hour of hard work; she still stared at the page which didn’t go much far beyond feminism, lesbian and psychology.
She was not cut for being a gossip columnist, but damn it looked like Maggie needed her to be that. She decided to resort to the internet for checking what’s trending. Twitter was often the best place to catch up on what was buzzing and maybe, she thought it would give her some ideas.
As she logged on to Twitter and found herself being flooded with endless notifications, she quickly scanned the trending hashtag. Her attention was immediately caug
ht by the mention of #SarahSexScandal.
“Sex always sells and so does scandal,” she could almost hear Maggie speaking in her ears. She didn’t want to be one of those reporters who would scandalize someone for her personal life, but she wanted to know more about the whole incident.
As she explored the details, she found that Sarah Maroon, owner of multiple companies and a business billionaire found herself amidst a sex controversy. Her tape was released and there was a rumor buzzing that Sarah was spotted sleeping with a girl.
Jane’s interest caught up as it could help her link her own agenda to the topic. This was exactly what she had been looking for. It could give Maggie the spice she needed and Jane could get the perfect ground for her own feminism and lesbian campaign.
She needed more details, but she knew that she already had the story she would be covering. She didn't even wait for the next day as she immediately texted Maggie about the story.
“I can’t believe I am telling you this Jane, but you have nailed it this time. Give me a real spicy angle and get in an interview with Sarah. Let us get the visitor meter cracking,” Maggie texted back and Jane leaped in joy at having clinched it.
Of course, Jane didn't want to scandalize Sarah, but she needed to know more about it. As their media firm was quite a reputed one, she knew they had a good chance of getting an interview scheduled with Sarah. She sat down to read every detail about the woman who owned multiple companies and ruled the world of business.
Jane had to separate the rumors from reality and she wanted to know everything before she jumped to any conclusion. This case could both break and make her career and it was upon her to present the right angle.
Being a lesbian herself, there was a part of her that strongly wanted to know the details. If Sarah Maroon was into girls, wasn’t she confident enough to come out of the closet? What was to be afraid of? However, it was hard to decide because she had been linked with too many men before. The more she read about her, the more curious she got.
Jane smiled knowing that this was one story which she would love to cover. It had everything she needed and Maggie could get her trending viral content too.
Jane spent the next week gathering all details about Sarah Maroon. Sarah Maroon was 29 years old and still single. She had been linked to nearly all the top men in the business society and was known for always being in the limelight, albeit for the wrong reasons.
Sarah looked drop-dead gorgeous as her green eyes looked enchanting. She had the grace which could easily make men die for her. Her flawless beauty coupled with her killer fashion sense made her a name to be reckoned with.
It was hard to know the real person because the news was filled with gossip and rumors about her. There were so many different stories that it was really hard to know who she actually was. Regardless, there was one thing which everyone believed unanimously – she had a killer business sense.
She was the undisputed leader and she had achieved a whole lot of success in a very short time. Recently, her sex tape had been released that saw her having some steamy time with a woman in bed. This had led to a huge controversy and when she was asked about the incident, she refused to comment. This had led to even more speculation and so Jane knew that she had to give the story the right angle and not just add to the scandal.
She met Maggie and asked her to pitch a request for an interview. She had prepared the whole briefing to be made and even added her details. She wanted Sarah to come clean with the truth and put her best journalism skills on use. The way she had pitched her story was too good for Sarah to say no.
When Sarah Maroon heard that Turning Tabloid wanted to interview her, the initial response was no. Ever since the sex tape had been released, she was flooded with the calls for interviews and events. She didn’t have the mood for any as she had better things in life to do, but Turning Tabloid seemed to lure her.
They were not there to scandalize her. The interview asked her to bare the real story and was prompting her to use their channel to win back the confidence of people and put the controversies to rest.
This was the first time she had seen such a different angle and therefore, she agreed to it. Maggie was elated to know that they were the only company that had managed to get a chance to interview Sarah Maroon.
“Jane, this can break the internet and the media channel. I need you to give your very best,” Maggie said.
Jane was excited as hell and she couldn’t wait to know what the interview had in store. She knew that it was a huge assignment and she vowed to give in her very best. The interview was scheduled after three days and Jane decided to know every single detail and gossip doing the round so she could be informed and get the right details. She wanted to have an unbiased opinion before knowing the facts from Sarah herself.
Jane knew she had to dress like she was a pro at it. She debated for a long time what to wear and eventually settled with a deep cut peach blouse and a white pencil skirt. She teamed them with her red stilettos and applied the right amount of makeup so that she looked every bit a professional. She checked her reflection in the mirror and was pleased with the way she looked.
When she gathered all her documents, she headed to Sarah’s home and made sure to reach the place slightly before time. It was important because she wanted to be sure that she put on a great impression.
Sarah’s mansion was massive and lavish. It looked striking with colorful walls, the fanciest art pieces and paintings that dated back to some really old times. Jane was in awe as she marveled the beauty of the place. There wasn’t a thing that looked out of shape.
As Jane waited patiently in the lobby, she looked around amazed by the beauty of the home. Sarah Maroon stepped down from the staircase looking every bit the gorgeous diva that she was. She wore a strapless black gown that gave Jane the perfect view of her amazing cleavage. Her legs were tall and sexy and like the media always reported; her green eyes were like drugs, calling out to anyone who looked at them. She had luscious red lips that demanded to be kissed and for a moment, Jane couldn’t think of anything else. She gazed at Sarah and forgot the interview, the gossips, the rumors, and her job. All she cared about was Sarah Maroon and how effortlessly sexy she looked. Sarah was every lesbian’s dream come true and Jane couldn’t help but experience raw lust at seeing her.
Jane kept on checking her out shamelessly and Sarah too seemed to enjoy it. She moved her blonde hair a little and pushed them behind, letting Jane looked at her bare neck that looked sexy as fuck. She roamed her tongue over her lips and the posture looked inviting and seductive. Jane could feel her mouth dry because she had never experienced the need to fuck someone so massively before.
After a few moments, Jane realized that she was here to interview and she wasn’t even sure if Sarah was a lesbian. She had to forcefully push all her dark fantasies aside and she introduced herself to Sarah.
“I heard you are into girls and wanted to know more about my leaked sex tape,” Sarah said in her seductive voice which turned Jane on.
“Yes, I am a lesbian and I strongly stand for our rights. I believe they need to be given the respect they deserve. However, if you are not as lesbian, you shouldn't have to read stories about your wrongly assumed sexual orientation.”
“Jane, I want you to pause your recorder right now. I will give you all the details and the real insight into my life, but you will have no evidence. I trust your judgment and I hope that you will not scandalize or shame me. Before agreeing to do this interview, I had my assistant run a check on you and I was impressed by what I learned. You are unlike those gossip reporters who spend all their time digging nails into other people’s back to serve their interest. My assistant told me you have been unlike that.”
Jane nodded and was impressed to know how much Sarah had researched about her. Her motive was never to scandalize Sarah and so she agreed to do all of it and even signed an agreement which Sarah had made that stated Jane was not permitted to publish anything which Sarah didn't
want to go live.
There was something about Jane that Sarah couldn’t quite let go. She had deep blue eyes that seemed to be filled with love and kindness. Her peach blouse had perfectly hidden her curves and the skirt exposed her legs, but Sarah somehow wanted to see more. She wanted to let her hands roam freely on her gorgeous legs and had plans of licking the shit out of her.
Sarah Maroon was a lesbian and she had known it since she was thirteen. She had kept the knowledge hidden from everyone because her family reputation was at stake. Her mother had told her how her whole life would shatter if she would let the secret out.
She slept with girls but made sure they were paid enough not to open their mouth. Like every human, she too had needs- sexual needs, but she couldn’t let her secret come out to the world. However, looking at Jane, there was a part of her that wanted to fuck her right away.
Jane looked sexy in her mini skirt and Sarah couldn't wait to see what she was wearing underneath. She knew that Jane was going through a job crisis and she could pay her and get her out of the mess. She could have everything in exchange of some pleasure in bed.
As Sarah gestured Jane to move to her room, Jane didn’t quite know what to expect. Sarah was a little strange in the way she spoke and behaved. Jane was intrigued and curious and wanted to know more. However, she was not prepared for what followed.
The moment she entered Sarah’s room, Sarah locked the room and then sat on her bed, spreading her legs and exposing a bit too much. She gestured Jane to come closer and sit beside. Jane could sense that this was definitely not going the way it was meant to. This didn’t seem to be an interview, but she wanted to kiss her so bad already.
Jane felt like she was hypnotized and enchanted by Sarah’s charm and she walked closer to the bed and sat beside Sarah. Sarah slipped her dress a little off her shoulder and exposed her sexy collarbone.
“Kiss me,” she hissed and Jane couldn’t believe her luck.