My Rent-Boy Billionaire Husband(Completed)

The Imperial Hotel is an embellishing hotel for the rich. The room was pitch black, and only the bathroom light was left on. After the sound of the flowing water stopped, a man walked out of the bathroom. He strolled with a towel around his waist while drying his hair. The phone next to the bed rang, and the man picked up. "Mr. Hawke, Heath has prepared a gift for you…." He hung up the phone with his slender fingers, leaving the beeping tone behind. He threw the phone on the bed. Those who try to suck up to him always send him bed-warming girls in every possible way. "Bang!" The room door flung open. Stephen Hawke turned around and saw a slim, tall girl standing at the door. She had a svelte figure. Her eyes were tantalizingly big, and she had a high ponytail tied up on her head. She was clearly no more than 20. Gina Berkeley stared at the man in shock. He was fit and toned and, of course, six feet tall. His legs were slim, and the sight of his six-pack peeking through the towel was bewitching. But the ultimate charm came from his glamorous, handsome yet icy-cold face. Just the sight of it makes one drool. Gina tried to compose herself. This rent boy cost her $300, and now it seems worthy?! Her face was flushing, and her body burned from the flames of desire. She took a deep breath to calm her pounding heart. She put on her poker face and walked into the room. Stephen bent his body, his elbows on his knees with a lit cigarette on his lips as smoke swirled around him. He smirked and took a big puff. Cigarette smoke-shrouded him and slowly dissipated. That scenario was just… surreal, as though it came out from a movie scene. Gina tried to take her eyes off this seductive man. However, she realized that would make her look cowardly. So, she looked straight at this banging hot man. "Oh, you're all cleaned up," Gina said as she proceeded to pinch herself on her forearm, wondering why she came up with such a nonsensical conversation. His job was to be clean as he waited for his clients on the bed. Stephen frowned. This floor is never open to the public. This is his room, his very own room, yet she barged in just like that. Heath must've paid a big lot to help her bribe her way in here. This was the gift he meant? Was she the gift? Heath must've figured out that seductive women were not Stephen's cup of tea. Now, he's trying something new, a young student, huh? Well, she was indeed… different. Her innocence was radiating from within, the shyness underneath her flushing face… Gina's eyes were glowing with admiration at this point. She'd always admired the handsome idol star, but never once had she met someone so arrogant and icy yet ravishingly alluring. "Get out," Stephen said in his husky-deep voice. He sounded sloth-like, yet it sent a barrage of icy arrows into Gina's heart. Her heartbeat accelerated as she tore her eyes away from his defined six-pack. She could still see the cigarette smoke forming a throne around him, and he was the rightful king. Hey, he was supposed to do his job, wasn't he? What's with the arrogant attitude? Or was this his style, the vibe that he uses toward his clients? That was none of her business. She paid for the service, and the customer shall always be right! "Since you're ready, let's start." Gina shrugged. She was not going to show him any mercy. Stephen squinted his eyes. the bleakness within was intensifying. "You guys do pay attention to quality, huh? The A/C is good here!" Gina said as she rubbed her palms together, ready to unbutton her shirt. "Get the hell out of here." He repeated his words lazily again, this time with a wicked innuendo. The towel around his waist seemed like an emperor's robe on him. Gina couldn't help but shiver at his command. She shrugged her obsession with him away and returned to her biggety look. "Do you even know who you're talking to?" What's with the constant arrogant attitude? She was the client. She was supposed to be the one on the throne. How dare he put on a bleak look for so long? Gina was not taking any more of this nonsense. "You're going to listen to my command tonight. You're going to be doing whatever I want you to, do you understand?" Gina said. Stephen raised his eyebrows. Her words had piqued his interest. As Gina approached him, she realized that she was losing composure. Her heartbeat was a shipwreck at this point. Was she being overly rude just now? She tried to be nice. He was too beautiful. She could not bring herself to be nasty to a charmer like him. She took a deep breath and tried to explain herself. "You depend on your good looks to make a living, right? It's a blessing for you that I'm interested in you. You don't have to feel menial." Stephen was rendered speechless. Menial? Who was she referring to? "But I'm here for fun today, so please, put on a smile…." Before Gina finished her words, Stephen got up from the bed and walked toward her. It was as though the predator within him had been awakened by the prey that did not know her place. Gina's body was stiff. The testosterone radiating from Stephen's manly chest caught her attention. She couldn't even blink her eyes. Her eyes were locked on his gorgeous features. It was one of the most intricate faces that she's ever seen, but he was so arrogant that it seemed to her that nothing could've overridden him. As she locked eyes with him, she felt tyrannized. She shuddered. She couldn't breathe. His eyes… They're mesmerizingly beautiful. Stephen stared at her intensely from above, overlooking her infatuated look. He realized now that the milky-soft scent that clouded him wasn't his hallucination. It was her scent. He wanted more. There was an itch somewhere on his body, as though a feather swooped by. It was at this point he had a sudden realization. He had an erection… The urge to mount her was brewing in him, and the sensation of lust was roaring in his body. He bent down toward her ears, "So, tell me, what kind of position do you favor?" His low-pitched voice sent her straight to the moon. Her heart was beating hard. He squinted his eyes and observed her fair complexion turning red bit by bit from excitement. He has seen the surprise in her eyes and the exhilaration that she could not hide from the shuddering of her eyebrows. She was under his spell, but she soon broke free. She bit her lips and gave out an awkward laugh. "Well, any position that's intimate, of course! Since you're the experienced one here, you can share with me ones that you think are good…." Did she think of me as a male escort? He smirked at that assumption. Was she playing games, or was she foolish? The next moment, Gina realized that she was being lifted from behind. It all happened so fast. In just a split second, she was hurled out of the door.