A Night with the Billionaire Heir

Another scandal?

Zane

The pounding in my head became so unbearable as I made my way out of the room. The memories from last night started to come back slowly. I remember going to the club to celebrate the new Miller acquisition. It’s a multi-billion dollar deal that had so many companies running around trying to get it, but then I got it. And I couldn’t have gone it without… oh my goodness, June!

June has been my personal assistant for the past three years. She knows every damn thing about me, and yeah, we went to the club together.

I remember the lights going off as everyone got on the dancefloor. I was dancing with a girl but somehow the next second I looked up, it was June in my arms and she didn’t look like the woman I know at all. There was this hunger on her face like she wanted to eat me all up right there. She pulled closer into me and I felt the adrenaline rush through me. She looked so hot and once my eyes landed on her cleavage, I lost all control. I pulled her closer and kissed her hard. She gave in completely too and for a long minute, we feasted on each other till I came back to my senses.

I quickly pulled away, and left. The last thing I remembered was getting into the elevator. I must have swiped my card on the wrong floor or something but I know the door opened and a hot beautiful lady stood in front of me. Everything about her screamed hotness and I couldn’t resist it. We jumped at each other and had the best night of my life…

It’s morning now and I can’t believe it was a random ‘gold digging’ girl. I just hope for her sake that she doesn’t try something funny. I will make sure I teach her a lesson she won’t forget even in her next life!

I just turned thirty, a billionaire and the heir to my family’s real estate empire. I’m also a survivor of four high-profile "kiss-and-tell" scandals that nearly cost me my seat on the board. My dad had to interfere but it came with strict conditions that I had no choice than to accept. I learned the hard way that in my world, s*x is a currency, and every woman has a price. I stopped believing in love and became a full time playboy. That’s what women want after all. Money, and in exchange, I get to use them to my advantage…

I took the stairs up one flight to my room, and once my thumbprint cleared the scanner, the doors slid open.

June was right there, sitting at the breakfast bar, a tablet in one hand and a steaming cup of black coffee in the other. She looked really composed for someone who had been passionately kissed by her boss a few hours ago. She was already in her work clothes, looking radiant as ever.

"Good morning, Zane," she said with a sweet smile.

"The private jet is fueled and ready for the 10:00 AM departure to London. You have a briefing with the legal team at 11:00." She added while I looked at her, searching for some answers in her eyes.

"June." I finally said when I got nothing.

"Yes?" She replied.

"About last night. At the club, I was… My behavior was unprofessional. I apologize if I made you feel uncomfortable. It won't happen again." I let out while she set the tablet down. She didn't look offended at all, she even had a small sweet smile lit up her face.

"Actually, Zane, there’s no need to apologize. I’m a grown woman. I knew exactly what I was doing, and honestly… I enjoyed it. You’ve had a stressful month, we both have, so why the fuss over a small kiss. Trust me, I wanted it just as much as you did and I wouldn’t refuse if you wanted more.” She replied, leaning forward slightly which surprised me. She had always seem to me like a really strict woman who would never mix business with pleasure. She always handled my past relationships and even when I stopped dating for love, she still handled my flings. So this sudden thirst for my lips was shocking.

"I’m glad you feel that way, but let’s be clear. You are my assistant and the most capable person on my payroll, and I value your work more than I value almost anything else in this company. Because of that, we cannot afford to let that happen again please.”

"From this moment on, last night never happened. We are boss and employee. Understood?" I added firmly while she nodded but her smile faded a bit. I ignored that though, as she has been loyal to me but she’s still a woman and I can’t take risks.

"Of course, Zane. I understand you perfectly. I’ll call the car for the airport." She replied while I stepped into the room to change.

I felt a strange feeling as I stood in front of the mirror. Usually when I have a fling, I pay the girl off and forget all about it. But not this time. I keep thinking about this girl and I don’t even know her name.

“It’s not like I care anyway.” I mumbled under my breath while I shook off the thought.

She’s just another girl in my books, she’s got her payment and by the time I land in London and get another girl, she will be a ghost in my past…

"Zane?" June called while staring furiously at her laptop. without looking up. We just landed in New York and making it to the meeting.

"Yes?"

"There’s a news alert. It’s not about us, but it might affect the market." She turned the laptop toward me.

The headline flashed in bold, black letters: WHERE IS LYRA VANE? HEIRESS DISAPPEARS AS FATHER’S EMBEZZLEMENT SCANDAL WORSENS.

I glanced at the photo accompanying the article. It was a high-society gala shot of a woman, looking breathlessly beautiful and gorgeous.

"The Vanes are finished, the feds are freezing everything, even her personal accounts. She’s probably hiding in some villa in France." June let out while I just stared at the picture in shock.

The woman in the picture is the same woman I had a night stand with and just paid off three hours ago.

“This is not possible…” I muttered under my breath as I looked out the window.

No wonder she was offended when I threw the money at her. She must have felt disgusted and I know girls like her. Rich, spoiled daddy’s girl. She will try to use me now that she’s broke…

I can’t afford a fifth scandal, I’ll lose everything. I have to deal with her before she makes a move…