Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Breaking down right now is probably not the best option.
But it’s the only thing I have left.
Shutting the door, I let the tears that have been wanting to fall, fall unabated.
As I hold myself against the door, I hope and pray this is going to go quickly.
Chapter Twenty
Atlas
“She has arrived.” Sydney takes a seat opposite me, but I already knew the minute arrived. “Fair warning, she’s crying.” Sydney flicks her hair behind her shoulder.
“You like her.” I smirk at Sydney, and her eyes narrow in on me. “She’s different…” She pauses. “Nothing like her sister, that’s for sure,” she spits out while shaking her head.
“Yes, Lucy and Theadora are two completely different women,” I agree.
“All the guests have arrived. How would you like to proceed with the girls?”
Looking down at my paperwork, I say, “Bring the girls on the east side in first before you bring in the players.”
“So, you want me to bring her in last?” She confirms what I don’t say.
“Yes. And make sure she doesn’t freak out.” Sydney nods as she walks out, leaving me sitting in my office getting ready for tonight.
Turning on the cameras, I find the one that’s in her cabin and switch it on. I see her sitting at her door with her head in her hands.
I know, you are wondering why on earth would I put cameras in their rooms. Well, this isn’t your average holiday resort where rooms are free. No, this is my fucking resort, and whatever happens on it, I will know about.
“Sir.” Garry walks in, clipboard in hand, as he looks up. “He’s requesting all blondes.”
Of course, he is. Our highest paying customer usually gets what he wants.
It’s the perk of having so much money.
You get what you damn well want.
“Zander always gets what he wants,” I tell him, looking back to the screen in front of me. Theadora is now standing, looking at the outfits laid on her bed. She scrunches her nose, and in one swift movement, throws them all to the floor.
“So, I should tell Sydney she’s to only send blondes tonight?”
“Yes, only blondes.”
He nods as I look away from the screen to him.
My operation always runs smoothly. I’ve built it that way. It’s away from authorities, and it is secluded. The only way to get here is via plane, and I will know the minute one comes within one hundred miles of this place.
My island is just that, mine. And to get an invite here, you either have to be a woman ready to do as I please, or a man ready to spend all his money.
This is an island of pleasure. Nothing else. For both women and men. Some of my biggest gamblers have been women in the past, but I have found it’s easier to seduce a man into losing his money than it is to seduce a woman to lose hers.
“Is he ready?”
“Yes, almost. He’s drinking with a few girls already. He asked us to replace a redhead with a blonde, and once we did, he was happy.”
Customer gets what a customer wants.
They pay millions to spend a few days here, as well as playing in the casino with their own money. Rich people do not care how they spend their money, especially if they have a lot of it.
And Zander has a lot. That’s what happens when you own half the aviation industry, invest in casinos around the world, and still want to dabble. He asked to buy what I have built, but that will never happen. This was my father’s idea, and even with the fuckhead criminal he is, it turned out pretty damn good for me.
It’s the only good idea he’s ever had.
“Get her ready too. I’m sure he will enjoy her company,” I say, looking back to the screen.
She’s now walking around the room, opening every door, clearly now completely pissed off. And she doesn’t even know what is to come.
I hear Garry walk out as she slides back to the floor, her hands pull at her long blonde hair, and she drops her head between her legs. This time it looks like it’s in frustration instead of grief.
Remembering the way she tastes, moving is probably not a good idea.
Because if I do, I may just want another.
Chapter Twenty-One
Theadora
Sydney knocks on my door, and luckily for her, I am ready. There is literally nothing else to do and nowhere to go. I could explore, but I don’t even know if I’m allowed to, and I need to stick to the rules to get off of this damn island.
“You’re dressed.” I look down at the gold dress that was laid out for me to wear, and when I step out, I see Ruby smiling at me.
“You look so beautiful. Are you excited?”
I look to Sydney who raises her eyebrows as I step down from my little cottage.