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

I must've fallen asleep in Nicholas's arms because I woke up when the plane began to descend. Opening my eyes, I stared at the unfamiliar surroundings, my body sore and aching from the sex we just had. I don't think that my sexual drive would be so massive with anyone else.

Every second with Nicholas is a constant reminder of what life is with Nicholas. Always devastating and cathartic, the roller coaster ride of pain and ecstasy was with him. I felt both empty and exhilarated at the same time, wrung out, yet invigorated by the maelstrom of emotions.

Sitting up gingerly, I winced as my bruised bottom touched the sheets. That had been one of the more intense belting sessions; I wouldn't be surprised if these bruises lasted a while.

Casting a glance around the room, I spotted a door that I assumed led to the bathroom. Nicholas was not in the room, so I got up and went over there, feeling the need to wash up.

Chapter One hundred and eighteen