CEO's Getaway Love
After a one night stand with the woman whose house Jason broke into, his life has never been the same. Like a siren's call, he can't get the nymphomaniac woman off his mind. Weeks later, while getting intel for the crew's next heist, Jason lays eyes upon the woman and follows her into a secret strip club. She appears to lead a double life. One where she's the CEO of a multimillion company and her father's golden child. The other side of her life is that she owns a strip club and is extremely erotic. Can Jason learn to live with her as she is? Will he put his pride aside to be with the woman? ... especially when his crew is hired to kidnap a woman who turns out to be the love of his life.
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Chapter 2
The crew and I decided to inspect the house to see if anyone was home. We walked into each room and quickly switched on the lights to ensure the room was empty. The place was well decorated, and probably a single ornament was worth more than my apartment. The couches had throw cushions, while the only pillow I had was on my bed back at home. Even the bar area was fully stocked.
The house was a double story, and we walked upstairs to inspect the bedrooms. The passage had a long fur rug, and the walls were covered in pictures... yet, there were no pictures of the owner of his/her family.
"Jason, check the main bedroom," JB stated and nudged me as he walked past. I rolled my eyes and stayed quiet. JB always picked on me and acted like the annoying big brother. Once we were older, I thought he would grow up... but I guess not.
I opened the main bedroom door and felt around for the bedroom light. My eyes focused as the light turned on, and I froze.
Sitting on the bed with her back against the headboard, I laid eyes upon a woman. Her makeup was smudged like she had been crying. She had a simple diamond stud on her nose and deep brown eyes. My gaze travelled down, and I noticed she was naked. Her breasts were firm, and her dark pink nipples appeared pointy as the cold air made them stand up. Her hair was a light blue, almost like the colour of the sky and hung just above her breasts. The white silk bedding was gently over her legs and hid her lower areas from view.
The woman didn't even try to cover herself up and stared at me as if I was the one naked before her. I quickly looked away and could feel my blood pumping to areas it shouldn't go.
"Uh, gents. We have a situation." I shouted for the crew to hear. The woman pulled up the sheet to cover herself as they ran over.
"What the fuck?!" Axel hissed and stared at the woman. She hadn't said a word.
"Is anyone else home?" JB interrogated and raised his gun. The woman's eyes grew wider and darted from me to my brother.
"Woah, JB!" I quickly said and shoved his gun down.
"We aren't going to hurt you, miss," Wen remarked, which made the woman relax a bit. "Is there anyone else home?" He calmly asked.
The woman slowly shook her head.
"Is this your house?" Calvin piped up.
"No," The woman replied, which made us all stare at her. Her voice was firm and sweet. She pressed her lips together, which were a light pink, then opened her mouth to speak again. "This is my ex-boyfriend's place. I just found out he cheated on me. So, please, take whatever you want. Take it all."
"Who's to say you won't call the police?" Axel questioned.
"What if she already has?!" JB yelled and started to panic.
The woman smiled, which made me take a short inhale like I had just been struck. Her teeth were pearly white and her features lit when she smiled. I thought she looked breathtakingly beautiful.
"I haven't, and I won't. If you agree to my deal." The woman offered.
"What do you want, miss?" Wen questioned after looking at us, confused.
"One of you." She shrugged and dropped the silk sheet to reveal her stunning breasts. "I want one of you to sleep with me and make me forget all about my ex."
We were all speechless as we stared at the woman.
"Excuse us for just a second." Axel quickly responded and shoved us all out of the room. "What the fuck is going on?" He whispered and closed the door of the main bedroom.
"She's fucking psycho!" JB softly grunted.
"I don't understand. Why would she want to sleep with someone who just broke into the house she's staying at?" I asked and ran my hand through my black hair.
I was decent looking, I guess. I had dark blue eyes that weren't anything spectacular. They were like the colour of one of those dark blue wax crayons you used as a child. I had a scar on my right eyebrow that prevented hair from growing, so it looked like I had a permanent slit. My black hair was full of dandruff and in a mess like I had just woken up. I was about 6 foot 4 inches, which I hated because it made me stand out amongst average men.
"Like JB said, she's crazy." Calvin agreed, then added, "I say we get the hell out of here right now."
I nodded, and we were about to walk off when Wen stopped us.
"Guys, wait. The police will be looking for our vehicle. We need to keep a low profile. What's the worst that can happen? One of you gets to sleep with a pretty young lady." Wen said and nudged his glasses up onto his nose.
"So you are suggesting we agree to the crazy lady's deal?!" Axel exclaimed, and Wen nodded.
"Well, it's not me. I have a wife at home. I might be a criminal, but I'm not a cheater." JB declared, which surprised me.
"I agree. I'm staying loyal to my girlfriend." Axel added.
"I'm not sleeping with some crazy white chick." Calvin hissed.
"I don't think she would want an old guy," Wen said and shook his head.
The crew turned to look at me, and all 8 eyes stared my way. I started shaking my head and stepped back. I didn't want to sleep with her. Reason one, she seems to be a bit loony. Two... did I have a reason two?
"Wait, no..." I started to say, but they grabbed onto me and shoved me into the main bedroom.
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