by Ann King
HIS NEED (31 WAYS TO CATCH A BILLIONAIRE, BOOK 4)
Ann King
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Copyright 2012 by Ann King
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AUTHOR’S NOTE:
Dear Reader,
This is part 4 in the 31 Ways to Catch a Billionaire series and, as such, to get the full picture of events it is recommended you first read parts 1, 2 and 3. I hope you enjoy reading 31 Ways to Catch a Billionaire as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Warm regards,
Ann King
The most sought after bachelor, Carlos Kincade is young, rich and devilishly handsome. He has everything he thought he could possibly want until his grandfather’s will stipulates he must be married by his 30th birthday to keep his inheritance. He’s suddenly in need of a wife who can fulfill his every hot desire.
Struggling psychology student Elsie Sherwood suddenly finds herself in need of another job after a medical crisis in the family cost her family home. Sexy Carlos Kincade offers her work for a month but there are strings attached…and a diamond ring. She must fulfill his thirty-one needs to play his wife until he fulfills his grandfather’s will—but is the seduction too hot to handle?
Part 4 – the seduction continues!
1.
Elsie squeezed her eyes shut feeling as if she was going to die. Her breathing became labored as she sat crouched on the floor of the elevator, hugging her knees to her chest.
“Are you okay, ma’am?” She heard the voice of a man who must have entered the elevator after her. She gave a deep sigh and pulled herself up with his assistance, she had felt weak in the knees. A broken heart would have that effect on a girl. She just could not wrap her head around the fact that Carlos was using her for money. That was what it all boiled down to, wasn’t it?
“I’m okay,” she lied quietly as he helped upright. She pressed the button to her floor and leaned back into the mirrored wall of the elevator. It wasn’t until she turned around and saw that it was one of Carlos’s acquaintances from the event, a tall thin man with red hair and freckles. His eyes were dark and unremarkable. He looked quite odd, actually. Oh, God! Had he overheard the conversation or the argument she’d had with Carlos? Her face heated up like an inferno. Acid burned in her throat. She hadn’t even asked the man his name. She didn’t care to at the moment. She was still seething at Carlos. She knew Carlos introduced her to a million people in the ballroom but how was she to remember all those names? When her floor came, she smiled politely and walked out of the elevator without so much as a glance back. It was too bad she hadn’t looked back because he was right behind her. Before she could do anything he’d covered her mouth with a cloth that smelled toxic. Before long she was passed out.
What seemed like minutes later, she’d awoken up in another hotel suite on one of the high floors.
“Who…who are you?” she struggled to talk as she pried her eyes open. The man was sitting on a chair by the bedside with a glass of wine in his hand.
What in God’s name had she gotten herself into? Going away to another city with the CEO of her company, whom she knew little about outside of the company’s brochure and what she’d Googled about him on the Internet. Was he a dangerous man with dangerous connections? Or worse…did he have dangerous enemies? Did he owe this man money?
“Relax, honey. I wouldn’t dare lay a finger on you to hurt you. Carlos would have my balls for dinner.”
It was funny but that statement didn’t make Elsie feel any better.
“Oh, sorry about the smelling sauce. I just wanted you to come quietly with me and well…I thought this would be the best way.”
Elsie’s voice caught in her throat. What was she to say to this man with the short cropped red hair? He’d kidnapped her. He could be a psychopath, even if he said he wouldn’t hurt her. She knew what he looked like. She could identify him.
He tilted his head and laughed.
“Oh, honey, I can see the wheels in your head turning. People saw me leave the ballroom after you. Do you really think I’d be that crazy to kill you?”
“I…I didn’t say…”
“Relax. I’m Red Stilton, by the way.”
How ironic, Elsie thought, since his hair was red. She gathered it was probably a nick name.
“I’m only going to keep you for a short time. I’m just going to deliver a message.”
“Wh-what message.” Elsie’s head was still pounding like a bass drum. What the heck had she inhaled in that cloth?
She propped herself up on the bed and sat up holding her head in her hands trying to stop the pounding.
“Can I get you a drink?”
“You can get me the hell out of here.” Where had that come from? This man was dangerous and all of a sudden, Elsie didn’t give two shits. How dare he hold her against her will? Suddenly, she’d felt fired up.
Red sighed and drew in a deep breath. “Okay, we’ve got a few minutes before Carlos comes looking for you. We both know that Carlos is using you to keep his inheritance. Well, I’m here to tell you that it’s no use.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean, baby doll, your man is not who he says he is…or who he thinks he is.”
“What?”
“Carlos Kincade is not the true heir to the Kincade Empire and I have the papers to prove it. Now all you have to do is break it off with him. Just tell him adios. Give him his walking papers.”
“What are you talking about? Carlos is a Kincade heir.”
“No, he isn’t, honey. Sorry to disappoint you. I know he promised you the world…”
“How do you...” Elsie stopped herself before she revealed too much of Carlos`s plan in case it was a trap.
“How do I know?” he smirked as if he’d caught on. “Well let’s just say that I know a lot more than anyone else at the Kincade Corporation. Anyway, darling, don’t waste your time with this man. He won’t be worth two pennies next week when the news gets out about who he really is. Save yourself while you can. That’s all I’m saying. And by the way…I wouldn’t mention this little meeting of ours with Carlos if I were you.” He winked with a cold expression.
She narrowed her eyes as she glared at Red. “Do you think I would marry Carlos because of his money?”
“Well of course. Isn`t that what whores do?”
“I am not a whore!” she gritted her teeth. “I don’t give a shit what he owns, it’s who he is not what he has that makes him a real man.” Where had that come from?
“Ooh, it looks as if Carlos found himself a real warrior princess here. Well you can save the act sweetheart all women are the same. You all want a man with a big dick and an even bigger wallet.”
She was seething inside, aware of her chest heaving. She wanted to rip this man to shreds if only she could.
“Like I said,” he continued ignoring her body language, “I wouldn’t mention this meeting to Carlos. Just make sure that you do as I say. A
nd by the way, I know where you live and where your little cousin Dee hangs out so no funny business okay? This meeting never happened. Now…you’re free to go.” He took another swig of his drink and put the glass down on the table not looking at her. His face seemed as if he was burning up inside. Was this all part of some elaborate scheme to overthrow Carlos?
Elsie was stumped. Her breathing became laboured. Had he threatened her cousin`s life? The nerve of him. How did he know so much about her? This game of the rich and the powerful was getting more dangerous by the minute. Elsie felt sick to her stomach.
Elsie jumped out of the bed before he changed his mind, grabbed her bag and slipped on her shoes and ran for the door, her heart still pounding hard in her chest. She thought her knees would give out on her and she’d faint to the floor but thankfully, she was out of that suite and in the hallway. She recognized it was the same floor as Carlos’s suite and ran for his door. She swiped the key card and entered and closed the door behind her and slid to the floor.
God, she was in so much trouble. This romantic fantasy had turned into a nightmare in one catastrophic moment.
“If Red had laid one finger on you, I would have had him killed before he knew what hit him.”
Elsie jolted up. She lifted her head to see Carlos standing over her in the room looking delicious and sexy as always. She was relieved to see him. His steps must have been quiet because she hadn’t heard him walk over to her. The scent of his sweet cologne wafted past her nostrils and brought her senses back to life. He must have been somewhere else in the enormous suite when she came in.
“W-what? You kn-knew I was kidnapped?” What was going on here?
“Not quite, my dear. Your sexy panties are quite sophisticated. Not only do I have a wired remote to play with you when I desire but I can hear what you’re saying and who you are conversing with.” He cocked a sexy brow in a James-Bond style pose.
“What? You planted a bug on me? Is that what you do to all your women, Carlos? Who are you? This is crazy. What`s going on?” Her head was spinning like the spin cycle of a clothes drying machine.
“Relax. No, I don’t place surveillance on everyone I date—though I should. When you left, I saw Red leave behind you and had my men follow both of you.” His hand was coolly in one pocket while he held a glass of wine to his lips with the other hand.
“But I didn’t see anyone.”
“When you’re being followed by professionals, you’re not supposed to… They took the express elevator and got up to the floor fast to Red’s suite. I know he’s working with my brother John. I don’t fuck around when it comes on to my enemies, Ms Sherwood.” He gave her a deadly stare and a cool glance. “Care to have a glass?” he offered her a drink to which she shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut before opening them again.
“I’m always one step ahead of the game,” Carlos continued. “I know there would be those who despise me at the event tonight. I’m just surprised you just walked off without first hearing my explanation.”
His eyes grew dark and dangerous. The color of his skin tone seemed darker. His body appeared more tense. She could see a muscle twitch in his jaw.
“What are you going to do about Red?”
“That crazy son-of-a-bitch made the worst mistake of his life. He just touched my woman and held her against her will. Not smart. His just reward is coming. Don`t worry about him.” He gave a wicked grin.
Elsie was dazed. Did Carlos just refer to her as his woman? Oh, God! And this man gorgeous sophisticated man before her who’d given so much to help disadvantaged youth from every background and donated so much of his time and money to helping the unfortunate…could he have a heart of stone as well as a heart of gold?
“S-so you heard everything?”
“Yes.” His words were sharp and sent daggers to her heart.
Was he upset with her? She racked her brain trying to remember what she had said while with Red. Her head ached just thinking about the events of the night. From a week of love-making and pure pleasure to this.
“And I`m going to punish the hell out of you for not being careful in watching your back when you walked out on me at the ball. Then…” he stopped talking as he looked away with a grin on his face. His eyes turned back to her with more friendliness this time.
“Did you really mean what you said?”
“About what?”
“Money.”
“Oh that. Well, of course. I’m not shallow, Carlos. I know I’m not in a financial position to turn down monetary assistance but I don’t love people because of what they have but who they are.”
“That was the nicest thing…the most honorable thing a woman has ever said about me behind my back.” His last words in the sentence were almost a whisper and sent chills up her spine and goose pimples along her arms. She could hear emotion in his voice. “Congratulations, you’ve just mastered the 31 ways to my heart.”
“What? We haven’t even gotten to half of the things you desire from me, Carlos.”
“Love conquers all, Ms Sherwood. The most important way above all else—is true, unconditional love. And you admitted to loving me for me, not my money. Pretty damn hard to top that. A man would be a fool to lose a woman over anything else.”
She flushed. What could she say to that?
Elsie let out a surprised cry from her parted lips as she felt her inner thigh vibrate with intense pleasure…so intense she was wet between her folds in seconds. Heat crept to her cheeks. Carlos’s hand was still in his pocket. That sly man. Obviously he had the remote to her thong vibrating panties.
“Oh, God!” Elsie panted. Her panties were alive! The little device thing was moving in and out of her throbbing vagina. Ooh, it felt so good. She was glad she wasn`t around the dinner table when he decided to try it out on her.
Was this how it felt? She bit down on her lip trying to stifle crying out more in pleasure. When she glanced up at him, he had the look of sexual hunger in his eyes and a grin of satisfaction. He was enjoying fucking her from a wireless distance. She was enjoying it even more.
She could tell he was still worked up over his brother’s backstabbing and Red’s attempt to get her to leave him. Were they about to have pent-up-energy-releasing sex? God, she hoped so. She could use a release right now. A real good one. She thought she was crazy to be thinking of sex during a time when her life could have been in danger. But what better time than when you felt the world was about to end. She felt safe with Carlos again. Safe and aroused to the max. Carlos turned her on in every way.
She could see that Carlos was aroused, too. His erection made a tent in his crotch under his pants. Carlos grinned a wicked smile as he moved closer to her. He placed the glass of wine on the table and lifted her chin with his fingers. He gently brushed his lips on hers as she held her head back and moaned into his mouth. God, he smelled delicious. She tasted the sweet wine on his lips and melted into his French kiss.
“I want you now, Elsie.”
“Mmm, yes, Carlos.”
He moved his hand around her butt and squeezed it before giving her a good slap on her ass.
“Ouch!” she cried out in surprise more than pain.
“Yes, what?” he said in a hoarse low voice.
“Yes, sir. Yes, master.” She’d almost forgotten they were in their submissive –dom role again.
He groaned in pleasure as he moved his hips over hers. He kissed her neck and sucked on her smooth skin as he undressed her. He gave her one more shot of vibration in her panties before he dropped the remote. He moved back from her, leaving her panting.
“Go over to the bed,” he instructed her, his voice still low and deep.
She did as she was told. The heat of expectancy filled her. She could feel the silky moisture rubbing against her inner thighs from her love juices as she wiggled over to the bed.
“Now…turn around and slowly remove your panties.”
She swayed her hips from side to side, feeling erotic with not
hing else on as she slid her silk panties off her hips and down her legs.
Carlos groaned as he unzipped his pants. She turned her head slightly to see that he was stroking his long erection. Her pussy jumped anticipating what was next. She wanted Carlos now to fill her to bring her to erotic release now.
“Bend over,” Carlos instructed as he opened and drawer and pulled out what looked like a flogger. She’d seen one in the Home Pleasures catalogue. The eighteen inch black soft leather flogger.
She sprawled out on the bed like a cat stretching with her bum up in the air.
“Now, I’m going to punish you for walking out on me in the ballroom,” he said and gave her a firm lash on her naked backside as she screamed out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her pussy was engorged now and her round pink nipples were tight and aching as they brushed on the silk fabric of the bed sheet.
“More Carlos…sir….I’m so sorry I left you…oh, baby…” she trailed off.
Carlos swung the flogger and gave her more swift lashes. She could feel her butt cheeks throbbing while the slippery wet juices flowed from her pussy. As if Carlos could see that, he commented on how ready and juicy she was and how he could not wait to suck her love juices.
He stopped and left her heart pounding fast and hard.
He placed a blind fold over her and told her she was now going to be rewarded for being true to him. He brushed something against her pussy. “Can you guess what this is?” he moaned.
She twitched and licked her lips before biting down on her tongue. “Mmm.” She knew what it was it was one of those soft feather teasers she’d seen in the catalogue. Oh, God! Could she really take the soft feather brushing against her clitoris and swollen labia. She may just explode into uncontrollable orgasms one after the other. Was this punishment or pleasure?
