Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
The room had dim lights that created a romantic ambience. There was a large, round water bed in the center of the room. Clearly, it was specifically designed for rich folks. It was hard not to think inappropriate thoughts when one was inside.
“Why did you bring me here? You’re not offering your body for money, are you? I didn’t bring any money with me today. I can’t afford you. Put me down!” Flossie struggled to set herself free. She was at least sober enough to protect her own reputation. “I have boundaries. Although you are my type, I don’t sleep with gigolos. Besides, I never do anything inappropriate. If I do, I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it…”
While she spoke, she pinched Isaac’s perfect face and smiled like an idiot. ’ Has your mother never told you that pretty boys like you should be wary of women?”
“Watch your tongue,” he said coldly but gently. He carefully put her down on a couch and asked, “Are you thirsty? I’ll get you a glass of water.”
As soon as he stood up, Flossie hugged his arm like a koala. “Mommy, don’t leave. I’m not thirsty. Can I have some alcohol?”
Mommy?!
His lips twitched visibly.
This woman… How much did she drink? How could she be so drunk?
“After all that, you think I’m your mother?” He asked coldly.
“You’re not obedient at all. How can you yell at me?”
He was speechless.
Blurry-eyed, Flossie smiled at the man. “I didn’t think you were my mother. I thought you were my dead ex-husband…”
The man was clearly stunned. ‘ How so?”
“That’s because you have the same unapproachable vibe as he does. Your lips also look a lot like his. They’re thin, soft, and just like jelly!” Flossie reached out and poked the man’s lips before nodding satisfactorily. “Hmm … It feels the same to the touch too. Soft and bouncy. It’s so tempting!”
“Your Adam’s apple is also sexy like his, and so is your chest. I think you have an even better body than most models. Who could resist?” Flossie complimented while she touched his body parts that she mentioned.
Once she was done, she prepared to pull away. However, the man pressed against her hand and smiled vaguely. “Your friend said you weren’t in a good mood, and she wanted me to cheer you up. Since you like my body so much, I’ll let you do whatever you want to me without having to pay any money…”
Flossie’s cheeks were already flushed from the alcohol. Now, it seemed to turn even redder.
She chuckled. “You’re the ace of this bar. Countless rich women vie for your attention. If your boss found out that you’re selling your body for money, he’d kill you!” “None of those rich women can compare to you. Since you already thought I was your husband, how could I not serve you with all my heart?
His eyes lit up beneath the mask. Although he was intentionally making these seductive remarks, it didn’t seem like he was fooling around. On the contrary, he seemed to mean every word he said.
In that instant, Flossie was nearly convinced. When their gazes locked, Flossie felt a jolt of electricity coursing through her body. She instantly came to her senses and sighed while she shook her head. “Tsk, tsk. Look at you. You’re very professional, and you know the right things to say, but… At the end of the day, it’s all fake. My ex-husband died. Even if you looked like him, you’d only look like a dead person.”
The man’s stiff lips curved upward. He was smiling playfully. “You seem very sad. You must have loved your ex-husband a lot. Were you devastated by his death?”
“Not quite!” Flossie burped. She then lay down on the couch and looked up at the ceiling. “I just feel… That it happened too suddenly. It’s like finding out the author had stopped writing just as you arrived at the most interesting part. My ex-husband was a scumbag, but he didn’t deserve an ending like this!”
“Is that all?” The man didn’t seem too pleased with Flossie’s answer. “Don’t you have the slightest bit of feeling for him?”
Flossie remained silent. She continued staring up at the ceiling. Suddenly, her vision turned blurry as if dust had gotten into her eyes.
The man observed her from above. He frowned a little when he saw the tears in her eyes. “Are you crying?”
“No!” Flossie sniffed. “Dust got into my eyes.”
“Is that so?” The man silently looked at her for a long time. He eventually let out a long sigh. “You’re already pissed drunk, but you still have a sharp tongue. It’s not cute at all!”
He leaned against the couch and moved closer to her without realizing it.’ If you want to cry, go ahead and let it out. Besides, your friend hired me to cheer you up. If there’s something that makes you upset, you can tell me about it!”
“No, I’m tired. I want to sleep.” Flossie closed her eyes. It felt as if she would soon start crying.
She was like a child when she hugged his arm again. “Just be my pillow for a while.”
This man made her feel safe. With the alcohol kicking in, she soon fell asleep…
Despite slipping in and out of consciousness, she felt the gentle touch of a butterfly on her lips. It made her crave for more.
This felt a lot like the way Halston made her feel in the past!
She opened her mouth a little and sucbonsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.
However, in the end, he gently patted her on the back. “Sleep, silly woman!”
Meanwhile, the real Isaac was tied up in the bathroom. He seemed terrified.
“Let go of me. W-Who are you people?” Isaac asked.
A man dressed in black looked down on him. ’ Keep it short. Our master is only borrowing your identity for a while. Anyway… Just do whatever we tell you to do. You’ll get rewarded after the job is done!
The next day, Flossie woke up with a terrible headache. ‘Damn, being hungover is awful… I’m too old for this! I shouldn’t drink so much next time.’
Flossie stretched a little, threw her blanket off her, and got out of bed. A flash of yellow caught her eye, and she turned to see a bouquet of sunflowers, her favorite flower, next to her pillow. There was a card beneath it, and she picked it up curiously.
“Good morning, sunshine. I hope you felt better after last night. You’re always welcome to come see me again… XOXO, your confidant.”
Confidant?!
Flossie could only remember bits and pieces of last night, but even those few memories made her blush.
She knew she had a lot of alcohol, and had a fantastic time with Leia. In the end, Leia paid for a male escort for her, and she happily accepted her friend’s gift. They’d kissed, and…
Flossie’s cheeks turned red, and she shook her head vigorously. She didn’t dare think about it anymore.
She quickly looked down, and upon realizing her clothes were no different from last night, she sighed in relief. She couldn’t deny that the male escort made her feel special. There was something familiar about him. He was calm and collected… just like Halston!
Could that male escort be Halston?
Suddenly, the door opened, and Leia walked in. She looked around the room suspiciously, then frowned. “Where’s the hottie from last night? Has he left already?”
She looked Flossie up and down, a smirk on her face. “So, how did it go? Did he cheer you up last night?”
Flossie rolled her eyes. “So, you did hire him. No wonder he was so diligent and considerate.”
“I could tell you liked him—you let loose last night because of him. That rarely happens, so of course I had to make sure you spent some quality time with him… After all, if nobody new comes into your life, how will you move on from the past?” Leia pointed out. She could tell from the state Flossie was in that the seventy thousand was well spent.
Flossie was finally smiling again. She seemed full of life too, much unlike the lifeless zombie she had become recently.
“Looks like that male escort did a good job. My money didn’t go to waste!” Leia placed her hands on Flossie’s face and nodded repeatedly, very satisfied with the outcome.
“Hold on! Weren’t you worried he would hurt me? It was just the two of us in that room, you know,” Flossie protested.
“That’s impossible!” Leia said firmly. “First of all, there’s no way he’d have the guts to do something like that since I paid him in advance. He wouldn’t get paid if he so much as touched you, and if he tried anything, I would have killed him. Second of all, he still doesn’t have what it takes. Even when you’re drunk, you can still easily fend him off, unless…” Leia suddenly stopped talking, and smiled suggestively.
“Unless what?”
“What do you think?” Leia asked, waggling her eyebrows.
Leia gripped Flossie’s shoulders, staring intently at her. “Unless you forcibly slept with him, what you’re worried about couldn’t possibly have happened … So tell me, did you sleep with the escort? If you did, I’ll probably have to pay him more than seventy thousand!’