Contracted For Pleasure

a mind-blowing aroma. C

d into the attentive gaze of

ed in a sleepy, hoarse voi

! Fifteen

arly? - I couldn't resist a

ee? - My partner i

t? Does my hotel really h

avorful drink. Divine. What's italian for? Per

his place served

shops. The owner is an old acquaintanc

r my back, and inhaled the tart, bitter aroma with pleasu

is chair. - We're not likely to see each other d

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f, don't worry," Eren

it yourself... I

y as he headed for the door.

hand, trying to gather myself to the pile. Oh, my gosh! I h

ly sore, my head felt blissfully empty, and my soul, where resentment and pain had been simmering for the

weight with ease made me clench my toes and arch my back. But the hot coffee splashing on my chest quickly brought me back from erotic

of cream took away the redness and pain. That's gre

head to toe. Not a bad-looking girl. Eyes lit up, lips swollen from kissing, a

sly at the shower, shifted my gaze to my ointment-cov

I spit on everything

he street. Why couldn't they sleep? To me, after a day's work one can sleep for twenty-four hours. And if I imagine that my colleagues are now sitti

eye I noticed a card lying on the table. What's that? Oh

hink I'd need the help of a "sponsor," but I'd keep it handy. Basically, I had to pay my part

*

, a trip to the sea, lazy contemplation of the waves lapping on

ental, so to speak. Don't fall in love. Absolutely not. Not on any pretext. Sex. Just sex and nothing els

want to think

tity of the temporary boyfriend. So

thinking about James. Enough. Eren. Eren. Seems he's not used to restricting his own whims and knows his worth. What else? Profession? That the man is engaged in some kind of business, that's clear, but what kind of b

ears one? Not even wealthy men. They're tight, they t

ot discussing this side o

going on with

es, forgetting everything, even the rubbers. Oh, yeah. That was a bust. I didn't expect my brain to completely shut down. Wouldn't want to catch some chlamydia-herpetic crap. Oh, Ella didn't lecture me enough. Not enough. I

perience made me slightly stun

e and take a closer look at the rubber product. I'll be sure t

couple of unexpected admirers. Where have yo

into a closeted big guy. Clea

k-suited security guar

ueaked, diving throug

s phobia. When I see one, I just

oard lit up with the

stumbled out of the elevator, and froze in surprise. Next to my room was a clone

. I took the card out of my bag, slipped it into the lock... And my hand

out to enter the room, but then the jock was absolutely unnoticeab

ou that he'll be waiting

А.

ll wear the dress he

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dinner wi

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n hour to get you

aging to ask a single question, no

to be safe, not to rely on my tast

it was a smaller box. And on the floor was a me

essed and go to work on

as I thought. A dress. An expensive cocktail dress. Thin straps, weightless silk, deep neckline. And my si

dress I had been presented, put on high stilettos - not just any stilettos, b

s were covered, the sandals made my feet look endless, and the red lipstick I foun

e red lipstick. I never thought I'd go for such a rich, brig

he elevator doors. Two steps and we were already in the elevator. Suppressing a slight panic, I raise

n anything else? - I aske

ou to the restaurant, no," the security guard replie

nd

d of security," the man unde

ity guards as dumb, inconsiderate

more people under you? Is Eren such a big sho

to Eren himself," Alexander answered nonchala

ladies should be a

ized that he was acting according to instructions. Yes,