The Billionaire's Assistant: An Alpha Billionaire Romance Box Set

by Sarah J. Brooks

  KING’s Servant

  A Dark Alpha Billionaire Romance

  Sarah J. Brooks

  Copyright © 2015 by Sarah J. Brooks

  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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  Ryan

  Fucking her in the woods was a great idea. I love it when I come up with shit like that. She did finally look relaxed. But I’m sure I could have given her a Xanax and got the same result. Not nearly as much fun for me though.

  I like having fun with this girl. She drives a fire inside of me that just doesn’t go out. I want to fuck her every single time I see her. It’s impossible not to think about being inside off her when I get this close to her.

  Her bare ass leaning over that tree, I’m going to cum to that memory for years. Her delicate pale skin in contrast with the rough bark of the tree was delightful. And those screams, I could fucking listen to those all day long and never get tired of them.

  She was going to be a fun toy to play with for the next few weeks. I had not had a regular girl for quite some time. I certainly had not had a girl as enticing as Jennifer was. Her innocence was and willingness combined to for the perfect partner for fun.

  Looking at her ass as she walked into the prison, all I could think about was how bad the men were going to want to fuck her. Surely they would see her hips moving from side to side and her short little white skirt and they would think she was teasing them.

  Calvertino better like her, I’m trusting she will be able to put on a good show for him and get him to fall for her.

  She is so innocent and sweet, it might be too much for him. He might not want to corrupt such a pure little flower. But she’s not pure, I’ve fucked her a few times now and I’ve got her purity locked far away from her.

  When we walked into the prison, I could see every officer looking over Jennifer. Their eyes pillaged her body with a desire that would only be rivaled by the inmates.

  “She’s coming with you?” The admitting officer asked me.

  I smiled and looked him square in the eyes, shaking my head in affirmation.

  “She’s my assistant.”

  The guard looked at me with a touch of admiration. He knew I was banging that hot piece of ass and he was jealous as fuck that he couldn’t have her.

  “This way, Miss please stay as far to the right as possible.”

  I knew why he wanted her to stay away from the bars. These men were in maximum security, they had nothing to lose. Grabbing onto her sweet little body would be worth the punishment if they could have just a few seconds of feeling her delightful skin.

  I could have been a gentleman and walked next to her to block the men from seeing her. But then I wouldn’t have been able to enjoy the look on their face as she walked by.

  The men in the first cells let the rest of the pod know she was there by their howling. By the time we reached the end of the pod, the men were standing at the end of their cells with their cocks in their hands and jerking off to the sight of Jennifer.

  It was delightful to watch. The power she had was intense, yet she didn’t even know she had it.

  Jennifer

  I had never been to a jail before and certainly I would have dressed more appropriately if I had been given time to plan. It was disgusting to watch these old men with their cocks hanging out and trying to get me to look at them.

  I felt my heart beating fast and my face turning red as we moved quickly down the hall. By the time we were halfway through the hallway I felt like my whole world was getting smaller and I was about to pass out.

  I did glance over at a few of the inmates though; it was so weird to see how fast they got excited about seeing a woman. How fast they were touching themselves trying to feel a sense of pleasure. It was actually quite sad.

  “Ok, listen to me. I need you to lick your lips a lot to distract him. Also, if you could cross and uncross your legs that would be great.” Ryan said as we walked into the interview room.

  He didn’t even give me a chance to ask him why he wanted me to do these things. It seemed like torture to do them to a man that had been in prison for several years already. I didn’t want to do it. I wasn’t good at flirting with people; it just wasn’t something that I knew how to do. Most likely because I hardly ever flirted on my own.

  Roberto Calvertino was convicted of killing twenty-two people. That was a lot of people. I really didn’t want to get on his bad side. On the other hand, I probably didn’t want to get on his good side either. It seemed that many people who were on his good side still ended up dead.

  As we entered the room, there were two guards standing behind Calvertino. Ryan pulled my chair out a little so I was in more of a direct line of sight to Calvertino. I could feel his eyes burning into me, but I could also feel the eyes of the guards. They seemed just as interested in what I was doing as the prisoners they guarded were.

  I sat down and instantly crossed my legs, not because Ryan told me to. I crossed them because I was trying to prevent anyone from getting too much of a view. It wasn’t until I sat down on the cold metal of the chair that I realized I didn’t have any panties on. Ryan had taken them off in the woods and still had them in his coat pocket.

  I moved uncomfortably in the metal chair and I thought I saw a look of pleasure from Ryan, but I wasn’t sure.

  “Mr. Calvertino, this is my assistant Jennifer Roy. I’m required to have her with me as she is training through the school I work for. Don’t worry, she won’t say much and certainly won’t need to be involved in much of your case.”

  “Miss Roy, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Calvertino said as he bowed his head.

  He was shackled to his chair or I’m sure he would have shaken my hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss. He seemed like the kind of guy who liked to treat his women well. He really seemed like a nice guy.

  I know that seems odd to be describing a murderer in such a way. When in the room with him I felt like he was a kind and nice man. Certainly, I was not doing anything to make him angry and that may have been the extent of his nice guy behavior. If he was angry it was entirely possible that he turned into a different person.

  “Guards, we are fine from here. Please give us our thirty minutes.”

  Ryan looked at the guards and they left the room. Calvertino remained shackled, but at least Ryan and he could have a good conversation about his case.

  “Miss Roy, you look young to be a law student. How old are you?” Calvertino asked as his eyes drilling into mine.

  I licked my lips slowly and tried to hold eye contact with the man as long as possible. He was actually very handsome, for his age. He was close to fifty maybe a little younger, with deep Italian features. His olive skin was well worn by the sun and his accent was thick but totally understandable.

  I looked at Ryan and then answered the man’s question.

  “I’m twenty-one, sir,” I said as I uncrossed my legs and slowly re-crossed them facing the other direction.

  “Oh, sweet Jesus you are just a baby.”

  “Sir if you would like her to leave I could have a guard come for her.”

  I didn’t know why Ryan kept offering for me to leave. I hadn’t done anything wrong and, in fact, had done everything he asked.

  “Yes, I could leave if you two would like to talk.”

  “Sweetheart, if anyone is leaving this room it will be tall dark and handsome over there so I can be alone with you.” Calvertino laughed and then winked at me.

  His forwardness caught me off guard. But it also got me excited. This man had been locked in prison for several years. The sex would be incredible, I was sure of it. I could just imagine the delight he would have in bedding a young thing like me after being stuck in prison for years.

  I smi
led and licked my lips again as I looked at Calvertino. He was seductive, even in shackles. The way his eyes watched my every move was exhilarating. I felt on top of the world. His desire combined with Ryan’s desire for me all had me feeling pretty damn confident in myself.

  “Ok, I’m not sure what you are doing young lady. But you need to leave, this isn’t a brothel.” Ryan grabbed my hand and pulled me up so I was standing in between him and Calvertino.

  I watched as he purposely dropped his envelope full of papers and looked at me to pick them up for him. He knew I didn’t have panties on and he was trying to make sure Calvertino knew it as well.

  “Jesus! Pick that up. You are all looks and no brains, aren’t you?” Ryan yelled at me.

  I bent over slowly and picked up the papers. I knew Calvertino could see everything and it excited me. Slowly I rolled back up into the standing position and started to leave the room.

  “She stays!” Calvertino yelled.

  “Mr. Calvertino, she’s not educated enough to help with this case. I’ll just do things alone.”

  “Miss, which country has the best laws for extradition?” Calvertino asked me.

  I knew right then that Ryan had been preparing me for this very moment. I pulled my chair a little closer to Mr. Calvertino and I leaned in close to him. I put on my best acting version of a confident young lawyer.

  “Switzerland has the best laws, but I suppose the laws are not what would suit someone the most.”

  “Why?” Calvertino said with a smirk.

  “Because laws are not what protects someone. Let’s say I was to kill Mr. King over there,” I smiled as I looked at Ryan. “I would go straight to Russia. They are brutal to criminals from their country. But their hatred for the United States would have then unwilling to ever give me up to the authorities in the United States.”

  Calvertino shook his head in agreement with my statement. He seemed very pleased with my answer and even my description of why I answered what I did. It impressed him, I could tell by the way he was looking at me.

  “Mr. King, this young goddess stays on my case. She delights too many of my senses not to be involved.”

  “Alright, sir. I’ll get her up to speed.”

  Mr. Calvertino looked at the door to see if the guards were looking, then he leaned forward toward me. My chair was closer to him now and when I leaned forward, we were only a few inches away from each other.

  “I’m going to dream about fucking that sweet pussy of yours tonight. I hope you don’t mind.” He whispered and then leaned back in his chair.

  I was shocked, but I did my best to keep a cool face. I smiled and leaned back into my chair. Just for fun I licked my lips and then uncrossed my legs. I didn’t re-cross them. I’m not sure if he could see anything from where he was sitting, but he knew that I wasn’t wearing panties and was only a few feet away from him.

  “Time’s up,” a guard said as they came back into the room.

  “It was a pleasure meeting you Mr. Calvertino.” I said with a smile.

  “The pleasure was all mine,” he replied.

  As we left the building, Ryan stood to the side of me while walking through the hallway. It helped make me feel protected, but surely didn’t help with what the prisoners were saying. They knew I would be coming back through that same hall and it looked like they had been ejaculating on the floor for the last thirty minutes.

  When we got outside the building, I turned and punched Ryan in the arm.

  “You could have told me the plan! And keeping my underwear that was just wrong.” I was pissed and felt out of control.

  My adrenaline was going so bad that my hands were shaking.

  “It had to be done. Men like him are not convinced of things, they have to think it is their own idea. I need you on this case and needed him to think it was a good idea also.”

  We got back into his Range Rover and headed back to the school. My anger continued to build though and just before we got to town, I felt tears running down my face. I wasn’t sad. The tears just seemed to be coming from all the adrenaline that was pulsing through my veins.

  ***

  Ryan drove to his house instead of back to school. When we got there, he hurried out of the car and around to my door. He opened it for me.

  It was the second time he had opened my door and it seemed so out of normal for a guy like him to be doing that. I wiped the tears from my face and stood next to the car. I really wasn’t sure why we were there.

  “I’m sorry for yelling at you. I had to scare you and wanted to make sure you weren’t acting scared and confused but that you were actually scared.”

  I didn’t know what to think.

  “Why did you want me to flirt with him?”

  “Because I didn’t want him to be suspicious of you. If it were his idea to have you stay, then he wouldn’t be badgering me with questions about you and why you were on the case. Since it was his demand for you to be there, he’ll never question your involvement.”

  I’m not sure I really understood his logic, but I went with it. I still felt overwhelmed by the whole situation. I didn’t want to be flirting with a mob boss and I certainly didn’t want to be deceiving him in any way.

  “Come inside, I have something to show you,” Ryan said.

  His house was insanely large for a man who lived alone. Even from the outside I had to assume it was more of a status symbol than an actual necessity.

  He grabbed my hand and pulled me with him into the house. I didn’t have a chance to refuse his offer.

  As we walked into the house, there were pictures of him with celebrities. A few were with celebrities that had a lot of news coverage over their criminal charges. Most of the pictures were with him and celebrities at sporting events and backstage at concerts. It seemed weird that a defense attorney would have such a celebrity following, but then again, having someone to trust when there were legal charges was important.

  “Did you defend all of these people?”

  “Not all of them. Sometimes I’m consulted for other legal issues. I don’t just work with murderers.”

  I actually did not know that he worked with other people besides individuals charged with murder. It gave me hope that the next time we had a client meeting; I would not be forced to flirt with a convicted killer.

  Ryan was in his kitchen and pulled out some different alcohol bottles that he had. I walked in and watched him as he made up a couple tropical drinks. He seemed to be very good at bartending. I wondered if that was something he did in college or something like that, but I didn’t ask him.

  “What did you want to show me?” I asked as I looked around his kitchen and dining room.

  He was behind me before I had finished the question.

  “My house, I wanted to show you my house,” Ryan said as his breath swept across the back of my neck.

  My body instantly reacted with excitement as the tone of our conversation switched from work to our other desires. I was pretty sure that more than half of our time together was spent either talking about sex or actually having it. The funny thing was, I didn’t care. I liked both talking about it and doing it.

  I stood still and didn’t answer him. My body gently pressed back against his body and I could feel his hands on my hips.

  Slowly he pulled me back so I was tight against him and I could feel his throbbing cock pressing into my back. I bit my lip as my juices got flowing and my desire to have my clothes off grew more and more intense.

  There was a power that Ryan had over me that made me want to spend more and more time with him.

  “I’d like to see your house,” I said as I wiggled my ass up against his cock.

  “Well then, let’s go on a tour.” Ryan grabbed my hand and led the way up the stairs and straight to his bedroom. “This is the bedroom.”

  “I think we should have started with the other rooms and done this room last.”

  “We can fuck in those rooms later,” Ryan said as he pushed
me onto his bed.

  His king sized bed was covered in emerald green silk sheets. They felt fabulous on my skin. I moved my hands up and down the fabric and took the sweet softness into my fingertips.

  Ryan stood at the end of the bed just staring at me. His eyes took in my body as I lay there and I could tell he wanted me out of my clothes. I slowly started to take off my shirt and slip my skirt off of me. My body still buzzed with adrenaline from being at the prison and I felt like a goddess lying on those silk sheets.

  His eyes devoured me with intensity and I couldn’t help but move around on his sheets as I waited for him to join me. I let my hips slide back and forth, then I slightly opened my legs to invite him into me.

  I thought back to every seduction book I had every read and tried to use some of those skills. I wanted to have Ryan in bed with me, in bed like if we were a couple. I thought I was horrible with my skills but it appeared I was pretty good at using those skills. I took in a deep breath and made my best effort to get Ryan into bed.

  Ryan remained at the end of the bed just looking at me. His eyes were devising a plan and I wasn’t sure what it was, but I was fairly confident that it was going to involve some sort of orgasm. I was perfectly fine with whatever he had planned. I had surrendered myself to him at this point and was willing to just give anything a try.

  “Flip over,” Ryan said to me as he stared at me.

  I didn’t question him and I flipped over so my breasts were lying against the silk fabric. I continued to move my body around and take in the feeling of the fabric on my skin. Slowly I lifted my ass up in the air and then brought it back down again. I knew he wanted to fuck me, I could see the desire in his eyes; I just couldn’t figure out why he was still standing at the end of the bed.

  “Reach in that drawer.”

  Ryan pointed to a drawer that was next to his bed. So I moved over that way and opened the drawer. My eyes widened as I took in the view of what was inside the drawer. I felt like I was in some sort of porn movie, probably a bad porn movie.