My Sexy Billionaire

Chapter Three: Dante

DANTE

I’m certain that coming home to see a woman cladded in only black lingerie with a body that seemed like it should only be on a magazine cover or on my bed was definitely the last thing on my mind.

After handling a whole sh*t of stress by moving half of my stuff to one of the penthouses in one of my high end living structures so that I could be closer to work, I had thought I was coming home to enjoy the seclusion and peace that had made me build this house.

I watched as she tried to take in the knowledge that she had been scammed and somehow, I felt a little sorry for her. It wasn’t a lot of money either. I had checked the listing and it had gone at a price of $600. If I ever wanted to rent my house out to random strangers, that would definitely not be the price tag.

My eyes are fastened on her. It’s hard to not be with her face that has all her emotions and half her thoughts clear on them, she was sure as h*ll interesting to watch.

Her round and pouty lips form into an ‘o’ shape and then closes back. She had clearly decided to not say anything. Even though I understand that she had been scammed, I’m curious as to how she got access inside. My house security was a hundred. “How did you get in?”

“The agent told me where to find the key. In the flower pot at the far right end.” I nodded in understanding. I would get to the end of this. The most important thing was getting this girl away from me.

“Are you going to leave all by yourself or would you be needing my help?” I ask as I resist the urge to run my hands through my hair. Mother always said it was a very easy way to know when I was frustrated or irritated and somehow, that wasn’t something I wanted this stranger to know about me.

Her eyes round up in surprise like she’s just aware of the fact that she has to leave. Did she think I was going to walk out through the door and leave my house for her and a possible boyfriend?

Somehow, I feel slightly envious of the boyfriend that would get to spend a weekend with her here. Had he been too stupid to not notice the website was not secured? Or did he perhaps leave it all to her to manage.

My hands are in hair already before I notice and I groan in frustration and I’m about to talk when she looks up from her phone and starts talking.

“I would leave. But would you mind if I stay here till my boyfriend arrives. He should be here any minute but his phone seems dead so I wouldn’t want him to come here and find me gone.”

“Today’s his birthday and I would most definitely not want him stranded on your property” she added it as an afterthought and I’m sure she felt that was going to persuade me and as much as I didn’t want it to, that pleading look in her brown orbs were hard to refuse and I’m nodding before I think about it.

“Thank you!” She said as a smile bloomed on her face. And the next second, she’s running upstairs before I could say anything.

My house had five rooms but with her here, it suddenly felt like all the rooms were occupied and there was nowhere for me to stay.

She’s back here soon enough with a little box and she has swapped the bath rope to a big red top and I had to confess. Red was definitely her color. Or perhaps, every color was her color. She seemed to have looked just as good in that black lingerie and looked great in the white robe also. I cut off my thoughts and head into the kitchen to get myself a reasonable distraction.

With a cup of wine in my hand, I head back into the living room and sit down on one of the lounging chairs there. When she was finally gone, I would once again feel in control of my house and would definitely change anything that I felt had been contaminated.

She’s on her phone again leaning by the wall and I chuckle as I guess that somehow she thinks standing makes her seem less of an intruder.

My eyes rake over her body. Those same ones I had seen cladded in that black lace lingerie. I have had my fair share of women but I was certain I hadn’t my share of this kind of woman. Her body was just perfect in every area and she had this kind of fire in her eyes that made my c**k twitch.

She looked over at me, the vulnerability and something that looked a bit like fear was gleaming in her eyes and I feel propelled to take her in my arms and tell her there’s nothing wrong with staying here for the night despite how I had sincerely run down here just to get some quiet time.

I wonder what her reaction would be if I pulled her delicious body into my embrace. Would she melt in my arms? Or send a slap my way?

That had never happened but with this spitfire of a woman, I didn’t doubt she could pull a stunt.

I should leave, maybe check around if there’s anything I had left behind here but I can’t seem to take my eyes off her. She’s sitting now, finally and then I wonder why her boyfriend wasn’t here already.

I didn’t mind, with the weather recently, if he didn’t come soon, she would have to spend the night here which I don't mind of course. Would be great if it could even be in my bed.

“Huh!” I let out a groan in frustration as I ran my hands through my hair. It had been long since I got laid. It definitely has to be why I feel like this intruder who had a body made for sin should be in my bed all night.

I looked over at her again and this time, she’s asleep. She’s either too exhausted or too comfortable even with my presence to actually sleep off that quickly.

Some locks of her hair are dancing on her face and I carefully help her tuck them behind her ears revealing her clean face. I take moments to take in her appearance. She’s attractive.

Insanely attractive. And right now, she is vulnerable and unguarded. All of that bravado and fierceness tucked away and I feel a slight itch in my heart like I should be protecting her.

I jerk backwards. This is going too far.

The thought runs past my head as I give myself glaring distance from her.

At that exact moment, she stirs and I guess she’s going to wake up soon. I went back to where I had been standing, one hand in my pocket and phone in the other hand looking every bit as focused as I could be.