The Billionaire

Chapter 6: GIDEON

She shook her head no as where before I was silently begging her to look at me. I wanted to beg her to look away. I was about to embarrass myself. Either that or kiss the f**k out of her, which I’m sure would probably scare her half to death.

"Let's just say I saw you one day, and something about you captured my attention. I don't believe in beating around the bush. I had your background investigated. I know how old you are. I know your father is a cop in the little town where you two live.

I know you don't have many extracurricular activities outside of school, though I don't know why seeing as you're a teenager. But most importantly, I know that I want you."

Her eyes widened as she looked around.

"You have nothing to fear from me, well, not physically anyway. Very soon, we'll sit down together, and I'll lay out what's going to happen between us for you; just know, for now, all I want is for us to get to know each other."

"Uhm, I don't know." She was understandably nervous, but even that seemed sweet and unassuming; again, a quality I wasn’t used to in the women I've dated in the past.

"That's okay, I just sprung it on you, but like I said, I don't believe in beating around the bush, but if you let me, Ashley, I will make you a very happy woman."

"My dad...."

" Will be taken care of."

"What do you mean?" She seemed alarmed by my words.

"Nothing sinister, I promise, just that I plan on approaching him soon."

"He'll never allow it." Did she seem a little saddened by that? Her voice had gone even softer if that were possible.

"He will." I’ll make sure of it.

"How can you be sure?"

"Because I'll make it so. How about you Ashley, would you like to get to know me better?"

"I don't know." She bit her f*****g lip, and it took all my human strength not to take her right then and there in broad daylight. What the f**k was this kid doing to me? Who the f**k was she?

"Don't do that, sweetheart." I reached out with my thumb and pulled her lip from between her teeth.

"Sorry." So shy, such a f*****g turn-on, I couldn't wait to have her, to make her mine in every way possible. It was going to be a delight to teach her to be just what I wanted her to be in bed and out.

"No, don't be sorry, just try not to do that unless we're alone together behind closed doors."

She looked up at that to find that I was very serious though I wasn’t sure she quite got my meaning.

"Have you ever been in a relationship with a boy before Ashley?" I didn’t even like asking that f*****g question which made no sense whatsoever. That’s it; I’d lost my f*****g mind in the last month or so; it was the stress of high living and back-to-back business dealings.

"No, I haven't." I actually breathed easier hearing that.

"Why not?"

She shrugged her shoulders and looked away.

"You're gorgeous Ashley, don't tell me no one has ever asked you out before."

"My dad doesn't think it's a good idea."

"I see." I'll have to get to the bottom of that later; for now, I didn't see it as a problem; there wasn't anything I wouldn't overcome to have her.

"That's why I don't think you should tell him anything." Her voice was suddenly very earnest, almost pleading. Huh, is she implying what I think she is?

"You mean we should sneak around behind his back?"

She blushed again. "It might be better that way."

So she was interested, that's all I needed to know. Not that I wouldn't have talked her around otherwise, but this made things easier.

"No, Ashley, there will be no sneaking around for us. Everything we do will be open and honest. Have no fear, little one. I'm sure your father will see things my way."

Of course, he will. I didn't plan on giving him a choice. I didn't get to where I am by taking no for an answer. Especially not when it came to something that I really wanted. I let nothing stand in my way. And Ashley is the one thing I've wanted this strongly in a long, long time.

I will have her by fair means or foul.

I've chosen my timing for the best effect. I will not do this while she's in the house. She’s now become my first priority. Her young untouched heart mine to protect. There might be things said here that might cause hurt. Also, I do not wish for her to witness a certain...shall we say, less than exemplary side of me if it should arise.

Hopefully, she'll never have to see that side ever, but it certainly won't do to have her see me like that so early in our relationship.

I had my driver pull up to the house ten minutes after I'd been assured that she'd left for school. I knew her dad had about another half hour before he left for his shift at the station. This shouldn't take too long, even if the other man proved to be difficult.

I made and broke deals in less time with worthier opponents. I had no doubt about the outcome of this little meeting. With the information I’d gathered, the man would be an ass to f**k with me on this.

She has no idea that I was coming here today. I hadn't wanted her to worry herself over the outcome, and I also didn't want her to inadvertently warn her father of my approach; sometimes, the element of surprise was your greatest weapon.

It had been two days since our first meeting, a meeting that had ended with me stealing a kiss. How could I resist? Could a dying man resist an oasis in the desert? She'd been just as sweet as I'd dreamt she would be, and that little taste had just whetted my appetite for more.

She was expectedly skittish in my arms, but that just added to her appeal. I'd promised her after that first shared kiss that I'd be back for her, and I aimed to keep that promise come hell or high water. No one, not even the top cop in some little town, was going to stand in my way.