Her Billionaire Substitute Groom

Chapter 1

Janice POV

I walked elegantly into the rowdy club, looking as hot as usual. There was only one reason I came to the club, and it was for a new catch. It has been a while, and I really needed it now.

The club was loud as usual with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes everywhere, and of course, music was not left out. Since I wasn't here for any of that, I just walked over to the counter and knocked on it, getting the bartender's attention.

"One glass of non-alcoholic wine," he immediately turned to me with a flirty smile, but he was not my type, so I just turned my face away.

"Here is your order, Ms. Bill on me," He winked at me, but I just grabbed the glass and stood up.

"Thanks, man," And with that, I walked away from him and headed to sit on the long couch, feeding my eyes with nothing while sipping on the wine.

A strong expensive cologne caught my attention, and I immediately looked around to check where it was coming from, but my eyes fell on a young man seated on the far end of the couch where I was seated. Although I could barely see his face, I knew he was handsome and of course, he looked like a wealthy person.

"This is your catch tonight," I whispered to myself as I stood up and walked up to him.

"Hi... Can I sit with you?" I smiled at him flirtatiously, as I spoke in the calmest and sexiest voice I could use.

"No..." He looked at me through the light darkness, and I mouthed an 'oh'. What a rude jerk he is. There is nothing wrong with sitting with him, yeah?

"Alright," I turned to leave when someone held my hand from behind, bringing me to a halt.

"You look like a desperate bitch... How about we get a room, hmm?" A smile formed on my lips, knowing that I would be getting what I wanted soon.

"Sure... Why not?" He stood up immediately and held my waist after he pulled close and our bodies collided. He must be a pervert. Hmph!

He claimed my lips and kissed me slowly. I almost lost myself, unable to resist the urge to kiss him. It felt so fucking good. Yeah, he was a good kisser.

I managed to pull away from him and said, "How about we get a room? We can't do it here, you know?" I trailed my fingers down his chest.

"Sure," He leaned forward and whispered against my ear before he bit my earlobe, and my heart missed a beat.

He finally led the way and I followed him. We arrived at a room in the club, and he pinned me to the wall as soon as we walked inside. The way he kissed me and explored my body with his warm palm almost gave me away, but I had to constantly remind myself of the reason I had come here. It wasn't for pleasure but for something more important.

He kissed my neck roughly, leaving me almost breathless. He was so good with everything he did that I almost succumbed if not that I was here for something else. He fondled my boob, pinching my nipple from the gown I was wearing, and of course, teasing the nape of my neck.

"Ho...hold on..." I stuttered and held my breast as I gently stopped him.

"Can I use the restroom, please?" I managed to speak, and he looked at me. Now that I saw what he looked like, I was almost swayed by his handsome face. Those charming brown eyes, the sharp jawline, the pointed nose, and fuck! Those sexy lips made me want to kiss him again. How could someone be this handsome?

"Think straight, Janice... Think straight," I slapped myself mentally and inhaled briefly.

"I can't wait anymore..." He held my waist and pulled me close, our bodies pressing hard against each other. I felt his hard dick poking me down there, and fuck! My cheeks flushed. He was way taller than me, so I had to look up at him, and all I saw in his eyes were desires. He looked like a playboy, but is he always like this with every girl?

"Uhm... I'll be back shortly. I just need to use the restroom," I managed to wriggle away from his grip and dashed into the bathroom. My heart pounded hard in my chest as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks turned pink from blushing. I had been a call girl for the past seven years of my life, and this was just happening for the first time. I had never gotten attached to any of my clients in the past. I never mixed work with pleasure. I had never slept with any of my clients.

"You are here for a reason, Janice. Don't get yourself distracted," I reminded myself and ran my fingers through my hair. I was so horny. So fucking horny that I wouldn't mind getting laid by that handsome man, but fuck it! That was the last thing I would do. I couldn't lose my virginity to someone at the club.

After taking a deep breath, I reached for the medicine I had hidden in the bum shorts I wore under my gown, threw a few pills in my mouth and hid them under my tongue. I composed myself and left for the room.

My jaw dropped to the ground and my eyes narrowed when I saw him sitting on the bed, shirtless. I was amazed by his sexy biceps and of course, those sexy toned abs. They looked so cute and I couldn't help but admire them.

"Don't just drool at me and let's get down to business... It's going to be a long night tonight," He winked at me, and I smiled at him.

"Yes..." I barely replied to him as I walked over to the bed and pushed him with my index finger. He lay on the bed while I got on top of him. I had to do what I came for and leave immediately if I didn't want to end up doing something crazy with this stranger.

I leaned forward to kiss him, but he held my hand and gently pulled me away. I was shocked and scared that I had been caught.

"Wh... what is it?" I managed to ask, and he smiled.

"Connor is the name... Moanable, yeah? You might need it to moan later," He said flirtatiously then flipped me over immediately, taking charge.

"I always like being in charge," His voice came out huskily before he leaned forward and claimed my lips. The kiss was intense, and his hand exploring my body gave me this exciting chill which I tried to control.

Unlike every other client I've had in the past, Connor seemed to be different. He wasn't succumbing and it was starting to disturb me.

My head suddenly started to hurt and my eyes felt heavy as a result of a part of the medicine I swallowed after it fermented.

"Hang in there, Janice. You can't sleep... You need to hang in there," I could barely keep my eyes open as my head started to bang.

"Ugh!" I heard Connor's faint voice and that was all I remembered as I passed out.

The sound of my ringing phone pulled me out of my deep slumber, and I groaned as I touched my forehead. I managed to open my eyes and I groaned as I sat up on the bed and reached for my purse that was on the bedside table. The call had already ended by the time I could bring out my phone, and I saw a missed call from Carl, my friend.

My eyes narrowed in shock when I saw the time. Fucking 7am! As memories of last night replayed in my head, I quickly looked beside me and breathed out in relief when I saw the man from yesterday sleeping deeply beside me. The drug seemed to still be working perfectly even after hours. How could I have messed up yesterday? Thankfully, nothing happened between us.

I quickly stood up from the bed and picked up my things. I removed his wristwatch which I was sure would cost a lot if I sold it. I saw his trousers lying on the floor, and I quickly grabbed it.

I was able to find five thousand dollars in his wallet and his credit cards.

"Ugh! How could he carry such a small amount of money? He must be very stingy," I scoffed angrily, wishing I could take his credit card, but that would be the height of it, right?

I heard him yawn, and my eyes narrowed as I watched him toss on the bed, thinking he was going to wake up, but thankfully, he didn't.

I quickly took out a pen and note from my purse and wrote something on it.

'You look wealthy, and I know this won't have anything on you. A few thousand dollars and this wristwatch is like taking a drop of water from a tank. It won't have anything on you. Don't report me to the police, please' I dropped the note on the table and finally left the room hurriedly, not after I composed myself in order not to look suspicious on my way.

Do you think I enjoy living like this? Well, the answer is no, but just that I enjoy the monetary part. For a twenty-five-year-old school dropout who has to take care of her family of four singlehandedly, what were you expecting me to do? Yes, you would say that there are other ways I could make money, but do you think I haven't tried that yet? Life is not always a bed of roses. Mine was filled with thorns right from birth.

Stepping out of the clubhouse minutes later, I breathed out in relief. I was about to haul down a cab to take me home when my phone beeped and I checked to see a text from Carl.

'Hey! Let's meet tonight. I have something important to discuss with you. I will wait for you at our usual spot' I read through the text, and signed briefly. What does Carl want to talk about with me?