A Million to Blow (Million to Blow #1) Read Online Blue Saffire

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Million to Blow Series by Blue Saffire
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Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89592 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 448(@200wpm)___ 358(@250wpm)___ 299(@300wpm)
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When he enters the room, it’s like time has stopped. I don’t know if he notices, but at the sight of him, both Chloe’s and my jaws drop. Oh, my God, the descriptions of this man were all wrong. He looks like he’s been chiseled from Mount Hot Damn.

“Now that’s my type,” Chloe purrs. I turn to her and shoot daggers with my eyes.

His deep, dark, sexy chuckle draws my attention back to him before I can respond to Chloe. Man, on second glance he’s hotter than I first thought. His dark-red hair and gray eyes match his perfect sharp face.

The light from the chandelier alludes to the red in his hair, otherwise, I would have thought it to be a dark brown. The man is just delicious in every way. It’s like Michael Fassbender and Travis Kelce had a baby named Clayton.

You can tell he takes care of his body from the outline of his broad muscular shoulders beneath his suit jacket. He has to be six-five or more. He’s almost as tall as the bouncer at the entrance door.

His suit fits him just right. I know tailor-made suits when I see them, and Clayton is wearing the fuck out of the fabric blessed just for his appetizing frame.

Clayton’s skin looks so smooth, with a light tan, not that orange look I used to see in the office. In addition, even from this distance, he smells so good. I have to make sure I’m not drooling or making a fool of myself. I think my panties have become soaked in the five seconds since he appeared. No man has ever stopped me in my tracks like this.

“Hello, Ms. James and Ms. Sinclair. Thank you for coming this evening.” His voice rumbles with his words.

I’m so busy checking out the myth, I forget Chloe is even with me. Her schoolgirl giggle breaks me out of my trance. I look to her and frown. Someone needed to bring it down a notch. Who am I kidding? This is Chloe.

“Thank you for having us as your guests, Mr. Hennessy. Chloe and I love what you’ve done with this club. It’s very beautiful.”

“Please, Ms. James. Call me Clayton,” he replies in that voice that was meant for dirty talk and so much more.

He walks over to us and shakes both our hands. I’ve never seen hands so big in my life. He could cup my whole head or palm my ass with one. I would love to experience the latter.

“Did you guys have any of the champagne I had sent to your table? I had the chefs put together something sweet for you as well. I hope you had a chance to enjoy the spread.” His words come out directed to us both, but those eyes remain on me.

“No, we were brought straight to you,” Chloe says breathily, garnering my glance and an eye roll this time.

I have no idea why I’m hating. Chloe always turns it on thick when she sees someone she’s down to fuck. Something in me just doesn’t like the idea of her being in this man’s bed. I shove that aside and turn my attention back to Clayton.

This man moves with so much confidence, like he knows he owns the world. I can’t take my eyes off him as he hands us two champagne glasses. I’m so entranced, I take the glass without any further thought.

“Ms. James, I sent correspondence through your friend, Ms. Sinclair because I knew you were going through some serious matters. I hope I didn’t offend you in any way. I just had to meet you,” he says smoothly.

“No, I’m not offended. You can call me Sidney. I am a bit curious as to why you wanted to meet me. I was a regular fund manager in the district, going through the motions.” I shrug.

“I beg to differ, Sidney. Nothing about you seems regular,” he replies and licks his thick lips.

Did this man just make a pass at me? Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I would take him right now on his desk. Damn, I need to get the hell out of here.

Clayton shifts his attention to Chloe, who’s sitting in awe of him. I think I even notice him chuckle to himself. He turns toward her, an amused look in his eyes. I hadn’t realized she had taken a seat.

“Excuse me, Ms. Sinclair, but are you okay?” His voice comes out like a caress each time he speaks. It’s spellbinding.

It sure seems to have worked a spell on Chloe. I bite back a laugh. I don’t know what is wrong with her. She’s sitting there with her eyes all glazed over. I know something crazy is about to come out of her mouth.

“No, no, I’m fine. Just like you, Clayton,” she says, fanning her face. “And please, call me Chloe. This might sound funny, but please don’t laugh at what I’m about to say.”


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