Satisfied 2X
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Satisfied 2X
Nicole Elliot
Head Over Heels Press
Copyright © 2017 by Nicole Elliot
All rights reserved.
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Satisfied 2x was previously titled as Beauty and Billionaire Bachelors. This copy contains new extended scenes as well as newly released bonus chapters.
Contents
1. Alison
2. Drew
3. Alison
4. Hunter
5. Alison
6. Alison
7. Alison
8. Drew
9. Alison
10. Hunter
11. Alison
12. Drew
13. Alison
14. Alison
15. Alison
16. Alison
17. Hunter
18. Alison
19. Drew
20. Hunter
21. Alison
22. Alison
23. Alison
24. Alison
25. Alison
26. Alison
27. Drew
28. Hunter
29. Drew
30. Alison
31. Alison
32. Alison
33. Alison
34. Drew
35. Alison
36. Hunter
37. Alison
Epilogue
Double Score
1. Isaac
2. Vanessa
3. Isaac
4. Vanessa
5. Dylan
6. Vanessa
7. Vanessa
8. Isaac
9. Vanessa
10. Dylan
11. Vanessa
12. Dylan
13. Vanessa
14. Isaac
15. Vanessa
16. Vanessa
17. Dylan
18. Vanessa
19. Isaac
20. Vanessa
21. Vanessa
22. Dylan
23. Vanessa
24. Isaac
25. Vanessa
26. Vanessa
27. Vanessa
28. Vanessa
29. Isaac
30. Vanessa
31. Dylan
32. Vanessa
33. Isaac
34. Vanessa
35. Vanessa
36. Vanessa
37. Vanessa
38. Dylan
39. Vanessa
40. Vanessa
41. Vanessa
42. Vanessa
43. Vanessa
44. Vanessa
Epilogue
Naughty Notes
Virgin’s Dirty Boss
Virgin’s Dirty Boss
Copyright
Warning
1. Oliver
2. Alexandra
3. Alexandra
4. Oliver
5. Alexandra
6. Oliver
7. Oliver
8. Alexandra
9. Alexandra
10. Oliver
11. Oliver
12. Alexandra
13. Oliver
14. Alexandra
15. Oliver
16. Alexandra
17. Oliver
18. Alexandra
19. Oliver
20. Oliver
Epilogue
Beauty and the Billionaire Brothers
1. Kayla
2. Wyatt
3. Kayla
4. Jason
5. Kayla
6. Wyatt
7. Jason
8. Kayla
9. Kayla
10. Kayla
11. Kayla
12. Wyatt
13. Kayla
14. Kayla
15. Kayla
16. Jason
17. Kayla
18. Wyatt
19. Kayla
20. Kayla
21. Kayla
22. Jason
23. Kayla
24. Kayla
25. Kayla
26. Kayla
27. Kayla
28. Wyatt
29. Kayla
30. Kayla
31. Kayla
32. Jason
33. Kayla
34. Kayla
Epilogue
Untitled
One
Alison
Alison pressed her ear to the door. The sounds were muffled, but she could hear enough of the conversation to know all hell was about to break loose. Her hell. She realized they didn’t care if she overheard them. They didn’t whisper. They didn’t use code words. The fear shot down her spine. They didn’t care about her at all. When had they?
Alison shook her head in disbelief when she picked up the remnants of the conversation. They mentioned her as if she were some kind of bargaining tool. She listened harder, straining to make out what Leo said.
He had never respected her. Never treated her as an equal in the family, even though they were the same age. Once he became the head of the Rossis he forgot all the years they had grown up together. He didn’t remember Christmases or birthdays. He forgot their mothers were sisters. None of it mattered to him.
“She needs to be delivered this morning,” he stated. “As soon as possible.”
No. No, he couldn’t do this. How was this happening? Who in the hell did he think he was?
“When will she be ready?” the other man asked her cousin. He had shown up this morning. She’d never seen him before.
“You can take her now,” Leo responded. “The sooner I get this debt paid, the better.”
Alison paused in shock. Did he just say that? Did he actually trade her for money?
“I told her to wait for our meeting to be over. She should be in the hallway.”
Shit. The panic almost paralyzed her. She looked for a place to hide. There wasn’t enough time to make it to her car. The hall closet was her only option.
She whipped open the door and pushed the winter coats aside. She huddled in the back of the closet, stilling her breath. She inhaled the scent of heavy cologne. It had seeped into her cousin’s wool coats. She turned her head toward the wall.
Maybe if she squeezed her eyes tighter the heavy footsteps she heard would keep walking. This was insane. She shouldn’t be hiding in a closet. But Leo had promised her to the brute in his office and she knew logic didn’t apply when it came to the family business. The footsteps grew increasingly louder.
“Where is she?” he barked.
Leo was only feet away from the closet. “I told her to wait here. She’s in the house. The alarm is on, so I know she didn’t leave. I’ll check upstairs.”
“If you back out, Leo my clients are going to fuck you over. Big time.”
“I won’t. She’s here. I’ll find her. You can take her with you. Just calm down.”
Alison’s chest hurt from keeping the air in her lungs. They were burning. God, this was a nightmare. She looked through the crack where the door met the floor. Her view was blocked by a shadow.
Oh shit.
The door flew open. The light hit her between the eyes as a pair of rough hands grabbed her shoulders and yanked her to her feet.
“Hey!” she screamed, trying to wiggle free. The heels on her boots gave her a disadvantage, not to mention this guy was a giant. She teetered on her feet, desperate to get some kind of leverage against him.
“Got her!” the man yelled up the stairs.
“Let me go.” Alison pushed off his chest, but it was like a wall of granite. “Get your hand off me.”
“Deliver me where?” She knew what kind of men Leo gambled with. The men who invested in his shady business ventures. Nothing good could come from this.
Leo ran down the stairs. “Come on, Alison. You were hiding? You were never good at the game when we were kids.”
She glared at him. “I heard what you were talking about. I’m not going with him.” She looked at her captor. “You have no right, Leo. You are way overstepping your authority.”
He looked past her at the man who held her. “She’s yours now. You’ll deliver her today?”
He nodded. “I’ll take her immediately.”
“Good.” Her cousin looked satisfied. “I want my debt paid. I don’t need him breathing down my neck.”
“I’m standing right here, Leo. Don’t talk like I’m not in the room. You can’t do this.” She continued to struggle, no matter how useless it was to fight the man responsible for finding her. “I’m not your property. Or his.”
Leo walked to the door that led to the basement. “You can take her out back. Less eyes on you. Especially if she keeps that up,” he explained.
“Good,” he grunted. Alison doubted he had much of a vocabulary.
“There is no way I’m going anywhere with this asshole.” Alison dug her heels against the hardwoods, but it only made it easier for the man to slide her toward the door.
“Come on, the bosses are waiting.” In a single lunge, the man swung her on to his shoulder and dangled her as if she weighed the same as a bag of sugar.
She kicked harder, her feet ramming into his chest. She beat her fists into his back. Nothing fazed him.
“Leo! Don’t do this!” She jerked her head forward to grab his attention. “Leo! Don’t let this happen.”
The last thing she saw as she descended into the Rossi family basement was the smirk on her cousin’s face.
Two
Drew
“Hunter, this is even shitty for you.” Drew glared at his business partner.
“Why? Did you have a better idea?” Hunter poured a glass of bourbon and dropped two ice cubes in the middle.
Drew exhaled. “Not really.”
“Then stop second-guessing me. We have the launch in Vegas in two weeks. The timing couldn’t have been better.”
“Leo Rossi is a dick. The fact that you got into business with him in the first place makes me wonder what in the hell you’re doing these days.”
Hunter waved him off. “It wasn’t business. It was a bet. He’s the one who lost. Not me.” He threw back his drink.
“Give me one of those.” Drew walked toward the bar, waiting for a stiff drink. “I need a double after this fuckup of yours.”
Hunter laughed. “Leo texted. The payment is on the way.”
Drew shook his head. “Payment? That’s what you’re calling it?”
The city loomed behind them. It was a bright windy day in Chicago. The co-CEOs were so high above the city neither could make out the people walking below on the sidewalk.
Hunter’s suites extended one length of the skyscraper, while Drew’s spanned the opposite side.
“Leo lost,” Hunter explained. “I don’t know why you’re so pissed at me.”
Drew’s blue eyes fired. “Because the payment is a girl. You bet an actual woman for us?”
Hunter grinned like a wolf. “I sure did. And she’s fucking gorgeous.”
“Like that makes this any better.”
“Want to see her picture again? Might help you commit to how real this is.”
Drew groaned, “I don’t need her picture. This is unorthodox. Even for you.”
“Relax.” Hunter patted the leather sofa. “She’s our guest.”
“An unwilling guest,” he reminded his friend. “I doubt she had a say in this entire thing.”
“A month with us and I think that has the possibility to change.”
“We don’t even know her. What if she’s like Leo? Have you thought about that? She could be the scum of the Earth like him.”
“Stop being so damn pessimistic.”
“It’s called being realistic. You don’t know what the fallout from this is going to be.”
Hunter shrugged. “Details.”
“While I’m trying to keep our empire going, you’re thinking with your cock as usual.” Drew swirled the bourbon in his glass and inhaled half of it. It burned going down. But he needed it to cope with what his best friend had done.
“Our empire needs an empress. Don’t you think?”
Drew pressed his elbows into his knees. It was hard to deny what Hunter said. The company didn’t run as smoothly when they were spinning in bachelor purgatory. They needed a woman. They thrived when they had one.
It had been too long since they had shared a bed.
“We’ve never done it this way.” Drew looked up.
“Doesn’t mean, it’s not the right way.” Hunter was confident there was nothing wrong with his bet. Nothing to regret. Collecting his debt from Leo Rossi was the only right thing to do as far as he was concerned.
“There was nothing else of Leo’s you wanted? Nothing at all?” Drew pressed him. The fact that a woman was getting ready to be delivered to the HiTech Global offices wasn’t something he could picture.
Hunter scoffed. “Would you suggest I take one of his burned out warehouses or one of his taxi fleets?” He shook his head. “He doesn’t have anything I want. Except this.” He waggled his eyebrows.
“Then who let him in the game if he doesn’t have anything to gamble with? You should have known better than to let a loser like Leo Rossi into a game with those kind of stakes. He didn’t have anything valuable from the start, Hunt.”
Hunter drank the rest of the bourbon in his glass. “He does. He has her. As far as I’m concerned she’s all the payment I need for thirty days.”
“This is fucking unbelievable. Thirty days with someone who is a stranger.”
Hunter laughed. He was always the risk-taker. Drew knew HiTech Global wouldn’t be where it was if his friend hadn’t been willing to try the adventurous deals. Make decisions no one else would touch. But it didn’t end with business decisions. Hunter let everything bleed over into his personal life. He seemed to like it best when his two worlds collided. That meant it melted into one, for Drew too.
Drew hated he had to the rational one. The one who kept his head down. The one who constantly brought his friend back on track.
But he knew when he had to back down. There was no talking him out of this one. “But nothing changes, man. It’s on her terms.”
Hunter smiled. “Of course it is. I wouldn’t want it any other way. I wouldn’t want her if she wasn’t the one asking for us.”
Drew knew that to be true. Hunter was stubborn and prideful. He’d never chased after a woman. His cockiness prevented him from ever throwing his heart into a relationship. It was the reason they lost Tessa.
All she wanted was to hear him say the words. She would have done anything for them. But Hunter couldn’t let his guard down long enough to be vulnerable.
Drew worried he never would.
The conversation was interrupted when Hunter’s private elevator buzzed. He pressed the speaker button.
“Yes?”
“It’s Johnson. I have your payment from Leo Rossi.”
Hunter eyes lit. He punched in the code that would give Johnson access to use the executive level. “We were wondering where you were.”
“It took a little longer than I thought. I’ll be right up.”
Drew looked at his friend. “You sure you don’t want to back out of this? Have Johnson take her back?”
“No fucking way. I won her fair and square. You’re going to thank me. I swear.”
They stood as the lights on the elevator in the corner office began to illuminate. Drew straightened his tie and tugged on the pressed cuffs of his shirt. Hunter s
traightened his tailored jacket. There was a nervous energy that ran between them.
The doors retracted and Johnson walked into the office, carrying a woman over his shoulder.
“Put me down,” she squealed. She kicked and thrashed in his hold. Her blond hair flew in all directions.