THE BILLIONAIRE'S MISTRESS

I got my eyes on her

MATEO

I wasn't feeling the party as much as I used to. I guess I was just stressed out from work. I didn't feel like partying but I came down to the club anyway, I knew feasting my eyes on women was going to help me relax as it had always done and who knows, I might as well get one lady for the night or get many for the night.

I'm Mateo Grayson, every girl's sweetheart and dream man, I'm rich, super-rich, and I had no worries. I had a great business, had a beautiful dream ahead, and beautiful life as it was. Everything was perfect, every little thing in my life was perfect. I was so popular but many people never knew my face. I always made tv appearances or go to work with a mask on, I was an aspiring politician and didn't want my identity being revealed yet. When my father died, I decided to keep my identity hidden. My name of course was in every part of the city, my pictures were also seen but only with a mask on and I loved it that way. Most times I would leave without my mask and no one would recognize me for who I was and it helped me blend in perfectly with people. So far, it was an amazing life. I loved it and wouldn't have asked for more.

And yes I was not the relationship, commitment sticks to one girl type of guy. I felt girls, in general, didn't deserve such attention, neither did they deserve such time and love and commitment. They were only after money, they never understood what love meant, not once.

I wasn't ready to give my heart to anyone. They wanted money and that I had. I took them as nothing because to me women were nothing, not after what I saw with my mother.

At the club I sat alone and drank to myself, admiring the beautiful, gorgeous features of every lady till my eyes fell on a girl. I liked her immediately, she was gorgeous and she looked daring, too daring. She rejected my drink and my approach toward her, I hated being rejected. Who did she even think she was?

Women succumbed to my charm and Witt, they succumbed to my money and name and she dared reject me. She acted like some kind of goddess, some untouchable kind of queen. She dared me and it made me want her even more, she triggered me, and I wasn't going to let her reject me just like that, I wanted her and thought of ways to make her pay, I wanted to make her regret her words, I wanted to stamp on her and kill her proud look. I planned on making her plead while she moaned beneath me. I wanted to wash away that smug look she had on her face and prove to her I was superior and no matter how beautiful she was, she was still nothing, there was nothing special about her, she was just as the other girls were and I just wanted to take what I always took from them.

I made her a dare which she accepted with so much boldness. I knew how good a kisser I was, I could easily make girls go to the moon and back with my lips, I was sure I would make her feel the same way. I was so sure she was going to succumb to me and would lose the dare.

I stood there excited over a victory I could foresee, she was going to regret crossing paths with me, that I felt in my bones.

We walked up to the stage and the lights were kept on us, it was the first time I took a full view of the lady I dared. She was daring and beautiful with sumptuous lips, she was a little bit curvey and for the first time since I dared her, I realized why she was so confident about herself. She could easily wrap any man in her arms indeed but not me.

When we came closer to each other, she looked more beautiful, I found myself wanting her more. She was like a price I had to win and take home, she made me long for her body. Seeing her made me want to win, all my bones tensed up when she came closer to me. She was a price I needed to win and take home with me, I couldn't wait to devour her piece by piece. Nasty thoughts filled my head and you can clearly see the kind of man I was.

I placed my hands on her waist and she stiffened, and it made me think that I was already winning, my bare touch made her grow cold, I couldn't help but imagine what would happen when she got to kiss my lips. I could imagine myself drowning myself inside her already, I couldn't wait to win. My excitement grew, the more I stared at my price.

"1...2...3... And go" the bell rang and I placed my lips on hers excitedly. Her lips were soft and tasted amazingly good to my surprise. I took it slow at first, waiting for her to want me more and break the rules but she didn't. Instead, she followed at my pace, steady and slow. She wasn't reacting, she seemed completely comfortable with her hands to my shoulders while I fought between winning and my desire to take her then and there.

The more I kissed her, the more her lips tasted amazing, I found myself wanting to suckle all the sweetness of her lips, I wanted to drain everything till I could no longer taste the sweetness in her lips. I could no longer hold the arousal I felt within, I took her lips in mine hungrily and kissed her like I would eat her up right there. Her lips tasted so nice, I suckled on her bottom lips and intertwined my tongue with hers, I wanted her.

 She kissed back, keeping up with my pace, but not for long, she was going out of breath. My hands quivered at her waist, keeping them still was proving to be impossible, I wanted to hold her and grab her ass, I wanted to touch every single part of her body. Her kiss drove me crazy and I fought between myself and the desire to win. I couldn't lose, if I did, it meant she was right and I would be her PA for a limited time, I couldn't let that happen. I thought about what would happen to my name after that. But at the same time I couldn't hold my arousal and hunger for her, a total stranger, she was driving me crazy and I just wanted to pull her closer to me and grab her ass closing the space between us. I was going hard with just a mere kiss.

Losing to her was going to tamper with my ego and she was still going to have the proud look she had on her face, the look I wanted to wipe off her face. I had to restrain myself from completely losing it, I didn't want to be laughed at. I had to stop myself from losing control, I needed to keep my hands still and try not to pull her closer to me. But how could I do that when my hormones and body were reacting differently.

Our breathing became erratic and hard, why wouldn't it? when we were going crazy with the kiss. Her lips drove me close to insanity and I immediately gripped her waist tightly as a way to restrain myself. She stiffened and I could tell she was hurting, I freed my hands up a bit around her waist and slowed down the kiss. Her breath was high, and my heart was racing. I took it slow and steady, helping us to catch our breath but I didn't do that for long. I savored in the sweetness of her lips, I didn't want to let go of it, I didn't want to stop anymore. Once more I increased the pace of the kiss and took her in my mouth, I might have bruised her lips with the speed at which I kissed.

Her hands that hung freely on my shoulders suddenly stiffened and held together. She felt what I felt too, I realized we wanted each other but She didn't want to lose as much as I didn't want to either. She was restraining herself from losing which was exactly why she tightened her hands on my shoulders.

I never knew kissing for five minutes would do so much more to me than any other kiss I have ever had. The more the time dragged on, the more I felt myself losing control of everything. Deep down I prayed for the time to come to an end and free me from the entanglement of her lips.

But the time wasn't moving as fast as I wanted it to. I was losing it, slowly.

There and then I knew I had to choose, either I lost the game or none of us lost. She wasn't going to let me win, she was determined to win at any cost, she held on for so long, I was sure her pride won't let her loose to me. Though she fought with herself just as much as I did she was strong and determined not to make a fool of herself. As I said, she was daring.

I felt myself pulling her closer to my body as our lips maneuvered and fought rapidly with each other. I couldn't get enough of her lips and it was a kiss I knew I could never forget. No girl made me feel the way I had felt with just a mere kiss, neither have I felt so lustful towards any girl as much I had felt towards her. My arousal got to its peak and I grabbed onto her waist with so much force, I thought she would wince in pain. I tried buying myself more time by gripping her waist.

That was bound to help me, I didn't want to give in to the lust I felt, I didn't want to grab her ass and let myself loose in such away.

I still held onto her and hoped time would go as fast as I wanted but it didn't, no matter how much I hoped it would, it didn't. Even with my dazed mind, I thought hard of what to do.

 I had just three options.

One, either I held onto her till the time was up and we both win. That would mean, I won't have s*x with her in any way and I wanted her so badly. Within me, I had decided that I must have her.

Two, either I lost disgracefully by going against the rules of the game and watching people laugh at me for not being able to control myself.

Three, I lose more respectively and hide my lust from the crowd, then become her p.a, and get her that way.

Of course, I went for the more pleasing option, the option that would help me get my hands on her. The option that would help me have her lush body all to myself.

At the last moment, I quickly pulled away from her enchanting kiss and found myself at the edge of the stage as I tried to catch my breath and hide my boner.

My lips suddenly felt cold the moment my lips left hers, I wanted more of it, I turned back to her and saw her staring at me in shock. I smirked at her, she had so much that would come her way and she had no idea of the things I had planned for her.

I left the club moments after, but not without taking her contact and making sure my driver traced her back to her house. I wasn't going to let her run away from me, I wasn't even going to give her the slight chance of that. She was a personal project to me and I always took my projects very seriously.

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ALLISON

I kept hearing loud knocks on my door. I ignored them at first, it wasn't something I wanted to attend to yet. But the loud knocks on my door didn't stop at all. I groaned in annoyance and placed a pillow over my head pressing it against my ear to ward off the noise but it wasn't helpful even.

I groaned and sat up, on the bed, hitting the pillow on the bed messily, I groaned loudly and got up from the bed. I angrily marched to the door and opened it wide, planning to rain thunder on whosoever was ruining my sleep.

The face I saw at the door shocked me to my bones, I remained frozen at that spot. He smirked at me and pushed me aside, stepping into my house as he owned it.

"You look disgusting" he stated and sat on the couch.

I shook the shock I felt away from my body and walked back into the house, closing the door.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked him as I watched him act so proud and pompous. I mean, who gave him the right to step into my house and I clearly remembered that I didn't offer him a sit.

"I'm not talking to you till you go wash up yourself" he stated and I glared at him. At the same time, I felt embarrassed by his blunt statement.

I looked disgusting, I knew that, and I wasn't embarrassed by it. It was my house and I could do whatever I wanted in it. But he was a stranger, a sexy one from a rich home for that matter, I couldn't bear him looking down on me like that.

I had left the club immediately after the kiss I had with him, leaving Ruby to go home with whoever she wanted to go home with. I had been so tired and exhausted when I got back home, I only removed my shoes and fell to the bed immediately without bathing or washing up. I could still perceive the drink I had from the previous night.

"You either start talking or you leave my house now," I said pissed at his proud look.

"You call this a house" he smirked and it infuriated me more.

I stormed closer to him and held his ear tightly with my both fingers, I pinched and squeezed till he yelled in pain.

 "Up, now" I commanded with my hands still in his ear, squeezing tightly.

He got up as I said and I led him straight to the door then I pushed him out, locking the door. That served him right for being so rude.

I went back to my room and looked at the time.

Shit, I cursed inwardly and quickly took off my clothes and ran to my bathroom. I was so late for work and I didn't want to end up facing my boss and his ugly taunts. Moreover, it was my pay week, I didn't want something coming in between myself and my money.

I had a quick bath and came out of the bathroom naked, I ran to my wardrobe and quickly brought out a pair of jeans trousers, and a shirt. Then I went to my mirror and quickly took my dryer to dry off my hair.

"I thought you were beautiful last night, but now.....you are f*****g hot" I heard and snapped my head to the direction the voice came from. My heart skipped when I saw the same guy I had pushed outside inside my room staring at my naked body.

I screamed and jumped towards the bed, dragging my duvet over my body.

"You f*****g bastard" I screamed at him. He didn't move, he just stood there with a grin on his face.

"You have a terrible lock," he said nonchalantly and sat on the bed.

"Go on, I guess you are late for work already," he said and I glared at him. I couldn't even react to the fact that I was naked.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock," he said and I groaned and dragged myself and the duvet over to the mirror. I sat down at the chair placed there and made sure the duvet covered my entire body before picking up the dryer to dry my hair.

He still sat on the bed, staring at me, lust written all over his body.

Pig, I cursed inwardly and went to my wardrobe. I hung the duvet over my shoulder and applied lotion on my body, before putting on the trouser and shirt I brought out.

"Now, what the hell do you want?" I asked and walked up to him, standing at his front, that my waist was directly at his face.

"I want you," he said, looking up to my face. I smirked at his confidence and walked away from him, picking up my purse and phone. I walked to the sitting room and ignored him, then I started searching for my keys.

"You look disinterested," he said coming out of my bedroom but I ignored him. He didn't deserve a reply from me.

"You weren't so disinterested last night" he continued and I paused.

I turned around to face him, what I was about to say needed to get into his thick skull and remain there.

"You and I are never going to have s*x," I said meaning every single word of it.

The previous night, I had thought of the possibility of having s*x with him, sure, he was an amazing kisser and he was completely hot and sexy, it wouldn't have been a terrible idea if I decided to just have a little piece of him. But I changed my mind the moment he walked into my house.

He seemed to be the kind of guy that always got whatever he wanted, at the same time he was the kind that treated women as nothing but a hole that can satisfy their needs.

He had come to my house with one objective in mind, and that was having s*x with me. Maybe he thought me cheap or stupid, that I would just let him do what he wanted because we had kissed the previous night but I was going to prove him wrong and never have s*x with him. He was way too full of himself, too confident, too pompous and I wasn't going to give him the pleasure of having my body. Never.

He stared at me for a while like I spoke an alien word he couldn't understand but smiled at the end.

"I see" he simply said. His reaction was different from what I expected but I wasn't going to sit and argue with him over having s*x or not. I was already late for work, I turned back to the door and marched out while he followed behind. I locked the door when he was out and came down from the pouch, looking for a cab when I noticed him behind me.

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" I asked him irritated and frustrated.

He knitted his brows together in a questioning look.

"You seem to have forgotten that I am to be your p.a from today," he said with a marching grin and I stared at him in awe. He kept to the deal, a deal I felt he might have forgotten, and let go of it already.

"You..well.....you" I stuttered as the thought of having him close to me clouded my mind.

He was too sexy to always be close to me, I wasn't so sure I could handle myself being so close to him and his open statement about having s*x with me made me more uncomfortable.

"You don't have to do that," I said at last and he smirked.

"I am doing it pumpkin, you ain't getting rid of me so easily," he said and waved down a cab.

The cab stopped just in front of us and he gave me a quick look before he hopped into the cab and waited for me to join him.

I remained rooted at the spot, I didn't want him being close to me, not one bit, I needed him to be far from me.

"You won't get a cab anytime soon and you are late already as it seems," he said the obvious. I glared at him before I hopped into the cab and forcefully close the door.

"Lambertville," I said to the driver

"That's out of town" he whined and I glared at him once more.

It was so hard getting a job that pays very well and when I finally got one it was so far out of town and with not much pay even. I had a lot of reasons to hate my job and one was the pay, two, the distance, three, my boss, four, my workmate.

Every damn thing about my job was a pain in my ass, I just hated it so much but I had no options to pick from.

I placed my hands on my chin and turned towards the window, getting lost in my thought.

I had to make a living somehow, I didn't want to end up married while I remained a loser, I needed to achieve my dreams and prove I could do without a man. I didn't want to end up like my mother or my best friend, they both got pregnant and got stuck with a man who never wanted them. I didn't want that to be my fate, whatever it was, however, it was, I just needed to survive and make it my way.

"Hey" his voice interrupted my thoughts and I turned to him

"You look stressed out," he said and I felt his hands on my thighs.

I quickly jerked his hands away and glared at him.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, pissed with the fact that I was stuck with him.

"Helping you relax," he said and I glared at him

He was out to seduce me, he was determined to get inside of me but I wasn't going to let him do that. Never.

It took a lot of time before we arrived at Lambertville. I came down from the cab and searched my purse for money but the cab drove away without taking his money from me.

"Keep your change, I paid," he said to me

"I didn't ask you to do that. Don't ever do that" I fired at him before walking into the coffee shop I worked at.

Just, as usual, it was packed and filled with people, the scent of hot coffee and chocolate filled the air.

But I wasn't there to think about the scent of hot coffee, I quickly went to the back to change up and put on my uniform and apron.

"Allison" I heard the annoying voice of my boss behind me.

"Yes, Mr. Parker" I replied without turning around to face him. His sight disgusted me, he had a beautiful wife and was married with grown-up children but he was still a dirty, no-good-looking flirt. He never cease to find a way to flirt with me and it irritated me a lot to know he was just like the others...dogs. The most insane part of everything, he wasn't young, he wasn't cute, he was just an old, chubby, potbelly-looking man.

"You are pretty much late," his husky voice said from behind me.

"I'm sorry" I blurted out quickly packing my hair in a ponytail.

"You look pretty today," he said and suddenly wrapped his hands around my waist from behind and pulled me close to his body.

Anger blazed through my body at his touch. He was always flirting with me and though it disgusted me, I couldn't stand up and leave the job. But he was crossing his boundaries here and I never thought it would go this far.

My hands immediately grabbed onto his arms and I fought to pull it away from my waist but he held me tightly. I angrily stomped my foot at his legs, he winced in pain and freed his arms from my waist.

"Don't you ever touch me" I fumed and walked out of the place.

I had to go through so much just to earn a living and it f*****g pisses me off.

When I came out from the back, my p.a was standing by it, possibly waiting for me.

"Will you just get out of here" I fired at him, venting out my frustration on him

"Whoah!" he exclaimed and backed up with his hands slightly raised in the air. I shook my head and went behind the canter.

"They pay you the same amount of money they pay me, don't ever come late again" my annoying colleague, Ashley said and I rolled my eyes at her.

She was the only person who was on our boss's good side and I could tell she was sleeping with him to maintain that. It was disgusting to me and we were never really good, she was always all over my face and I made it clear that I didn't like her.

She turned around to leave and bumped into my P.a

"You didn't tell me you got yourself a hot stripper. Damn he is sexy, would you mind if I borrow him for a few minutes" she said turning to me while ogling him in her head.

I ignored them both and went straight to work.

But Ashley didn't leave, she went closer to him and started whispering things that I might assume were dirty things as her hands roamed his body, his hair, his beard, and his shirt. From the corner of my eyes, I could see her openly seducing the man I had come with. It angered me, I had a lot of things that were so pissing me off that very day.

They kept giggling and whispering for a while and I acted like I didn't care neither did I notice them.

Suddenly Ashley stood on her toes and placed her hands on his shoulders, moving her head closer to his.

What disrespect?

"Get your hands off him" I commanded as I placed my hands on the counter and the other on my waist.

My p.a furrowed his brows at my sudden outburst and looked my way, but I ignored him.

"Just a harmless....."

"Get your hands off him like now Ashley" I commanded once more in a voice she knew too well. We have been in each other's throats ever since I started working there and she knew when I was losing my patience.

She quickly let go of him and looked at me.

"b***h" she cursed

"What did you just say!" I moved closer to her, ready to vent my anger on her but she moved away rather quickly before I could do anything else.

My p.a kept staring at me with a stupid smug face.

"You are here to work ain't you? get an apron from the back" I said to him and went back to what I was doing.

He smirked and went to the back, he got the apron and came back to the canter.

"Espresso please" a man requested and I went back to the brewing machine to brew some coffee when I felt someone standing behind me. His cologne was sending shivers down my spine, I knew it wasn't my irritating boss. Just when I was about to turn, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed himself closer to me, there was no space between my back and his front.

"What are you......?"

"Why didn't you like the way she touched me?" he interrupted me, whispering in my ears.

"You must be so full of yourself," I said and tried to loosen his grip from my waist, but with each move I made he lifted his hands towards my breasts.

"What the f**k, get your hands off me," I said between clenched teeth.

"You stopped someone from touching me just now, I was enjoying it so much and you had to stop it, you have to pay the price and do it then" he whispered. His breath washed over my ears and neck and warm feelings rose from my body.

"No matter how much you resist, I know how much you want me as bad as I want you," he said and planted a kiss on my neck. It took me a lot of willpower to not close my eyes to the urge that took over me.

"What is going on here?" my boss yelled and I flinched. He removed his hands from my waist and turned towards my boss smiling at him.

I brought out the coffee I was brewing and gave it to the man who had requested it, ignoring the stares my boss gave me

"Who is he?" he asked me

"I'm her p.a" he gave him a reply.

"P.a? you have the money to hire a p.a when you haven't paid your loan" he blurted out embarrassing me.

I glared at him and ignored the eyes of my supposed p.a

"Well she pays well, and she pays fine. You can be her p.a too if you want, I bet it would be better than being her boss" he mocked and a small smile escaped my lips.

"You don't have the rights............"

"Don't be scared, you ain't paying me" he interrupted him. My boss was angry but neither of us cared, for some reason. Weird.