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Chapter 1

Beckham

“Please” Her voice is a squeal through the phone I have to pull it away from my ear, and when I do, I shake my head

Fuck, why did I even answer?

I never answer

It ment

That’s the only reason I can think of for my stupidity

“Rebecca,” I guess She has been ht That is not going to happen

“Yes Why? Do you have someone else?” she squeals

“I do Multiple, if I’ honest Which I informed you of when I first asked you to drop your dress,” I say to her as I drive up to my house

“Arghhh” Her screech is loud through my car’s hands-free phone unit

“Look, I have to go” With a quick flick, I hang up on her She auto over the seat, I grab hold ofThe doorman opens the door for me as I walk in and takes the keys for my car, which he will park

I was born into a life of luxury and still live in that lifestyle I’m in my early twenties and already aa billionaire

“Sir …”

Spinning on my heel, I turn to my doorman, Jim, who looks behind me and nods

As I turn, two arms wrap around my middle “I’m ready to droplike cracked glass ready to punctureI clutch the bottle of whiskey in htly, and then attempt to pull her hands off of h heels

“Rebecca …” I start

She shakes her head and starts to undo the top button of her coat It’s then I see the pink skin and realize she’s wearing nothing underneath

Fuck

Rebecca flicks her long hair back over her shoulder and holds her fingers at the top of the coat to keep it together “Let’s take this upstairs You know you want to”

I do

But I don’t

Confliction takes over,I don’t want