The billionaire's pet: A deal with the devil

Serena POV "Take a seat," Mr. Ferrari says, his voice as cold as ice. I swallowed hard. " Mr. Ferrari, I assume you know the reason I'm here?" I say bluntly, making him put down his fancy looking pen on his magnificent desk. He finally raises his head and stared at me as my body freezes with fear. The side corner of his lips twitches as he locked eyes with me. "You want my help desperately." he spoke sharply. "You are an actress, correct?" I nod my head as shame falls over my skin. The room was silent, his indigo blue eyes piercing through mine and my eyes never leaving he's. "You know who I am, yes?" he asks and I nod my head. "Then you know it's not that simple me giving you money, I want something in return". Aria was right, men like him wants something and that thing is under my skirts. "You have nothing to offer me, infact you are a waste of time to me, don't you think I should kick you out of my office?" "Not yet, I'm willing to do anything for it, even if it means selling one of my kidneys, if it is the only option I have." He stares at me like I was a dirty street dog with his face expressionless and hard. "Please give me a chance Mr. Ferrari, I would do whatever you ask of me". He pulls up his sleeve and checks the time in his expensive gold wrist watch laced with real diamonds on the edges. "Have you ever thought of erotic movies? You would become quite a star as a female lead." He says with a devilish smirk plastered over his face. This is embarrassing........ what the f***ck was I thinking when I came here? "No." I say glaring strongly at him. "I don't do that kind of Sh**t, I'm a professional actress. Maybe this was all a waste of time after all, he won't make a deal with me anyways. "A professional actress who hasn't received any contract or worked in over two years." He says while laughing. "If you were a professional, you wouldn't be here begging me for assistance." He added. I felt an urgent adrenaline rush to punch him right now, who the hell does he think he is. "If you want to be treated professionally , take off your dress." "What?" I ask, confused. "Strip off." He commands. Leaving no room for me to respond. "I won't ask you again Serena." I haven't felt this kind of humiliation in my entire life but instead of complaining I do as he says by slowly removing my top. "Now the bra". I instantly do as he says by unbuckling my red bra and dropping it on the chair, as my creamy t**s bounces off from freedom. His indigo blue eyes ravishes me visually, looking at me with great focus and concentration like I was a homework or puzzle to be solved. "Okay." He says, tilting his head slightly. "I can work with this". "I will give you the opportunity to be a star and give you the money you need in return you have to pay me back through the contracts you get." Something doesn't feel right here, I feel he has other terms and conditions attached to this but he doesn't want to say it, so I bring my guard down and ask him for the second time. "Is that all?" I ask foolishly before another thought struck my mind. "Wait a minute, I hope this isn't one of those scenarios where you F**ck me in return give me money, right? If it's what I'm thinking then-" His stone cold eyes meet mine and my blood freezes immediately. "You're a smart girl Serena, so I'll cut pass the bullshit." "Since I'm in a good mood, you can take your leave and forget this conversation ever happened, you can choose to accept it how it happened and sign get a contract on my company as a raw talent, in return I will pay off your existing debts and grant you a lavish lifestyle." He said. "But." "The moment you step out of my office..... You'll never know how it feels like to indulge in the curiosity you feel for me, the same curiosity you desperately trying to hide." He says, before staring at my already erect and achy pink n*****s. I let out a slow moan and look to the other side of the office, surprised of how he could read me off easily like that. He stands up from his chair slowly and walks up the front of his desk keeping an inch distance from me. His fingers grips the edge of the table as he looks deep into my eyes making me horny and scared at the same time. How the f**ck did he know? "So?" Do you want to be my friend?" He says in a slury form with his deep voice making my c**t to throb. "With benefits." "...... But I'm not a s*x worker." I said, my face red with humiliation. "You find me attractive." He says with a devilish smirk. "Isn't that enough." "I'm too impatient to bit around the f***cking bush Serena, I want a physical relationship, no feelings attached just pure s*x. He said bluntly. "What do feel about that? Are you interested? Silence fills the room as I reminece about the last words I just hear. It's hard to comprehend, I will just be his s*x toy. Although this is the first time I would be having s*x, but I'm sad it's just for the mutual pleasure, no emotional or spiritually connection attached. But would it be easy with this man? It doesn't feel simple..... Can it? Take a look at him, he could claim any one he wanted. Why me? I never felt I was special growing up. This feels to good to be real. I could just accept his offer to help and leave this minute but for some reason I want to see the other side of the coin. I flinched in my seat. "But I won't just be your friend, will I? A demonic smile flashes through his lips as he nods his head. "No my dear." He said. "You would be my special friend." Damn.......All I had to F****cking do was be his friend and that would be it? I mean look at him, I always wanted to get banged by an extremely hot guy plus a multi billionaire at that cost. F***ck, I never thought of beco ming some filthy billionaire s*x toy. "Okay, it's a deal then". I breathe out. "When do we start."