LanaSteele

"What I want I get," Nicholas whispered into Talia's ear. He has been looking for her after a quick and uneventful date. Wealthy and connected, yet, he was unable to find her until they met again at an unexpected place. 

Talia, whose reality and her grandmother have shown cruelty had to take up different jobs, including being a waitress at a nightclub.

 At a very young age, she is faced with the offer of becoming the billionaire's waitress. 
On the part of Nicholas, he felt that Talia was the only cure for his illness.

 Would Talia be able to cope with a ruthless billionaire with a lot of secrets including the fact that he was more than a billionaire?
Who thought that Talia will go from waiting tables to waiting for Nicholas's heart?

Note: The picture on the cover is not mine.

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The Billionaire's Waitress

He made sure that I begged like the little bitch that I was. Until my whimpering gave him the satisfaction that he sought. He didn't stop teasing me. He withdrew his finger and then let go of my throat.

Startled, I opened my eyes and met his gaze. He lifted his hand to my face, pressing his finger against my lips. It's the same finger that was just inside me. "Suck it," he ordered, and I obediently opened my mouth, sucking the finger in. I could taste myself. My own desire. And it even turned me on the more.

When he was satisfied that the finger had been sucked clean, he removed it from my mouth, grasping my chin with his hand instead, forcing me to meet his gaze. I stared up at him, mesmerized by the fact that his pupil had dilated and become almost invisible. Oh, his irises. . .

Seventy-Two