As soon as the bar cleared out a bit, Steph and I were able to talk. I told her everything. Well, everything except for the part where I smashed her cake. I kind of left that part out.
“So a billionaire is in love with you?”
“Shh, no.”
“But he wants you to come back tomorrow?”
“That doesn’t mean he’s in love with me, Steph. That means he wants to see me again.”
“Immediately. He wants to see you again immediately. And for the whole week? What does that mean?”
“I don’t know,” I said.
“Oh my God, Chloe, you don’t think he’s going to take you prisoner as a s*x slave and keep you locked in his dungeon?” Steph’s eyes were wide.
“I don’t think penthouses have dungeons.”
“Penthouses have everything. I bet he has a dungeon where he locks up all of his girls with collars!
