Mr Billionaire Wants Me

Chapter Three

Blaze

"Blaze," Zoey said in her beautiful voice. It was just as I remembered it. Coarse and sexy as f**k. My eyes were fixed on hers. "I can't believe it."

I chuckled. "Long time no see," I added.

"You two know each other?" Carl asked, as his gaze darted from Zoey to me.

"That's enough, Carl. I'll take it from here. Zoey, let's talk in my office," I said, leading her to my office.

Memories of our wild s*x together flooded my mind. I couldn't tell if she knew who I was while we f****d but I wanted to have her again. Over and over, until she was pregnant to me. s**t, Blaze. Get a hold of yourself. I shook the thought away. I couldn't think of such thoughts, she was like a sister to me and Romney made me promise to never have anything to do with his sister.

"This is your office," she exclaimed. "It's so big."

"Thank you. Have a seat?" I offered and plopped on my seat. "It's been a long while."

"Yeah. I mean, you disappeared."

"It's not like that. My uncle brought me to New York the last time he visited," I explained, cringing at the memory of that moment, when I had to leave my close friends without a word.

"You should have told us. Okay, I know you hated me but you should have told my brother. He felt lost without you." My heart shrunk at her words. How would she ever think that I hated her? I adored her. I m*********d to images of her every night, but I also loved my best friend and wanted to respect his wishes. Since he said his sister was off-limits.

"Why would you say that? I never hated you," I said.

"Yeah, sure. You only liked me as your sister," she remarked, and I laughed. She still had her sassy attitude. I loved it about her. I never knew how much I missed her until that night. She erupted a fire inside me that only she could quench. All these years, it was her I desired and I couldn't believe she was right in front of me. Yet, I couldn't do anything.

"What about your brother?"

"He went into the army. But for a whole year now, I haven't heard from him. That's why I came to New York. To look for a new life. But I pray, he's okay."

I shook my head. Romney went into the Army. I remember he mentioned it to me some time ago. Zoey was my responsibility now. I went through her files and was impressed with her skills. "You're pretty good," I commented. "You were always good at math, anyway."

She smiled. "How'd you become so rich, Blaze?"

My lips twitched upward. "We'll talk about that some other time. I've got a couple of meetings. What about you? What're you doing to survive?" I asked. I had been itching to know. I hoped she wasn't a w***e, considering I met her as an escort and she was quick to sleep with me.

"I used to be a teacher. High school. That didn't work well. So, I kept applying for my dream job. Hopefully, I'll get it here." She winked and I tittered. I didn't want to push further or give her hints about our sensual time.

"Congratulations then, 'cause I'm giving you the job. You're a perfect fit. Exactly what I'm looking for."

"Are you serious?" She yelped. I nodded. She ran around my desk and wrapped her hands around my neck. I felt her beating heart and the warmth from her nostrils. "Thank you so much, Blaze. You have no idea how much I needed this job."

I sniffed her hair. Strawberry fragrance. My d**k pulsated. She withdrew, her silver eyes glowed and a broad grin plastered on her lips. Perfect round lips. I claimed them, shutting my eyes, and savoring the taste on her tongue. She didn't resist, so I deepened the kiss until we were both breathless. Our kiss holds memories. I remember her screams, her squirming, and how she clawed my back.

She recoiled abruptly, trying to catch her breath, but her face lost its glow. "My gosh, Blaze. Why did you do that?" She snapped. "Geez, I should have known. You're a rich guy now. That's what rich guys like you do. The same thing, Carl tried to do a moment ago. So, because you gave me a job, you think I'll just open my legs and let you f**k me."

I growled. What was I expecting? To f**k her in my office. She didn't see me like that. "I didn't want to see me like that"

My door flung open and a lady barged in. Sya. My old girlfriend. Technically, we didn't break up, she left for a while and I didn't hear from her for four months. " Baby," she squeaked, then halted. "Am I interrupting something?" She bashed her eyes at Zoey. "Who are you? Who's she?"

"Why didn't you knock?" I shot at her.

"You're my boyfriend. I can walk in whenever I want."

"Shut the f**k up."

"Look, it was a mistake coming here. You can keep the job. I don't want it anymore," Zoey announced.

"Yeah. Runoff, b***h. You want to get paid for sucking my boyfriend's d**k without doing any actual work," Sya ranted. "Like what were you doing at his side of the desk?"

"Enough. What is wrong with you?" I spat. "Zoey. Wait. Let's talk about this." She didn't spare me a glance but dashed out of my office. I ran after her.

"Where're you going?" Sya called out. I ignored her. I needed to sort things out with Zoey. The escort job was not something I ever wanted her to go back to. "I'm pregnant." I paused. "Yes, Blaze. I'm carrying your child."

My heart sank. "Zoey," I whispered, but Sya's words blocked my thought process. She was pregnant with me. There was no chance for Zoey and me.