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Spring Break Bride: A Virgin For The Billionaire Fake Marriage Romance by Vivien Vale, Carter Blake (155)

Sienna

I smooth my hands over the short black wig that I wore my first night of being an escort. It's kind of an ode to the past and it's also part of the seduction package that I'm willing to put on.

I own the Inner Sanctum now, and in all seriousness, it's still just as sexy as ever. Only now instead of having to be groped by that disgusting old man Roger, or any of his clients, I'm in charge. And I ensure my girls are kept safe.

I walk out onto the floor where the big players are hedging their bets. Just like that very first night, I can feel his eyes on me from across the room. I look up, and instead of anger at me being handled by some other guy, desire is written all over his face.

He mouths the words, "I love you."

I feel my pulse start to race as things in the Inner Sanctum begin to heat up. This is only the beginning, and it's like this every night. 

I take my place among the women.

I sell them to eager people for a very high price.

They relish the attention...and, of course, the money. Everything is safe and kept above board. My clients feel like winners because they are.

Flanked by beautiful women, each one has the chance to be envied. Our little sanctum is in the envy of all of Vegas.

Everyone wants in, but only a select few are allowed. This ups the IT factor. We’re the place to see and be seen.

I play host to celebrities, millionaires, and billionaires who all want in on the game. My pleasure, though, lies in being watched by one man...Leo.

He runs this casino and he runs this town. With me by his side, we’re both actually happy for once in our lives.

Only time will tell how thoroughly we can make up for the past, but trust me, Leo makes every night feel like I've hit the jackpot.

He takes me to new heights, the bliss and pleasure beyond description. Yet it always hinges on these beginning moments of tantalizing temptation when the evening's just starting and he can't yet have me.

I take the new girl, Emily, across the room to meet the richest power players in town. She deserves it. She’s young and beautiful and trying to pay for college. I told her to give me a week and I'd have her all paid up.

"Get ready, honey, you're about to go big."

I take her up to the poker table that's hidden from view by many layers of velvet curtains. This is where I keep the best of the best.

"Who do you have for us tonight, Sienna?" one of the richest billionaires in town asks. His name is Gary, and he's one of my favorites.

"This is Emily. She's about to make your night very exciting. Just give her a chance to get comfortable and by the end of the night I'll see you eating from the palm of her hand."

They laugh and accept Emily into the fold. Lucky girl that she found me. The other operations in town are just terrible, and I hate to think of how many women lose themselves to men who have no respect for them, who force themselves on them.

It's sad, but my brother Jax is going about trying to change all that. He was reelected as Senator, and he's even earned my respect for turning the tables on the escort industry. He sees my vision now, and it didn't take long. It's what I thought I was getting myself into when I started, it's what all women think. But now we’ve made that a reality.

Jax is taking sexual abuse to the Senate floor, and from what I hear, he’s making headway.

As for me? I'm happy here with Leo and don't plan on changing anything anytime soon. We've made a little love nest in the penthouse apartment.

I call it home because home is wherever Leo is. We could live in a cardboard box for all I care. He'd still be mine and I would be his...forever.

We're about to make it official but I'm no bridezilla. Leo's trying to get me to plan a really big wedding but we're married already in our hearts and minds so I don't see what the big deal is.

If it were up to me we'd go down to the Little Vegas Wedding Chapel and get it done tonight. As it is, I think he's sweeping me away to Venice or something for the nuptials. All I care about is the honeymoon and I've made that perfectly clear. Me plus him on a beach equals Pleasure Island.

He's staring at me now in that way of his—the one that makes me need to go change my panties—and I wonder if we'll even make it to the beds tonight or if he'll have to fuck me in the powder room of the Inner Sanctum first.

I pretend I don't notice his gaze that's trailing me as I make my way to the bar. My silver dress hits the floor just right, making it look like I'm floating, my perfect goddess filthy only for me.

As soon as I order my very dirty vodka martini, he's at my side whispering about all the dastardly things he plans to do to me tonight.

"No, Leo, I'm trying to work." I pretend to give him the rub off.

"But I want you in the penthouse wearing nothing but that garter belt I know you have on. I want to rip it off with my teeth."

His whispered words almost make me come right here. Having Leo talk to me that way, when he tells me what he'll do, well, I have to press my legs tightly together just to avoid making a mess of my new silver dress. 

"Leo,” I say with a teasing wag of my finger, “I have to take care of Emily, my new charge. Besides the night's hardly begun."

I wave at someone, Andrea—the CEO of a new cosmetics line called Flash that's making waves in the beauty industry. It's nice to have connections. I've previously set her up with one of my male escorts and she wasn't disappointed.

My guys can make any woman ruin their panties upon first sight. They're all dazzling, ripped, and most of all, they know how to show my women clients the time of their lives. Many a girls’ trip happens here if they're exclusive enough to get in.

I'm taking in my success, the business, everything—it’s beautiful, and yet I have Leo here impatiently growling in my ear that he's ready to fuck.

"Fine, baby, let's go upstairs. I can hardly wait myself."

He leads me out of the Sanctum through a back exit, and all the while his fingers are tracing the line of my ass.

"Get ready for a long night, Sienna. I’m going to make you mine."

"It always is, Leo. With you it always is. And don’t you know yet? I’ve always been yours."