WHAT BILLIONAIRES TASTE LIKE

“So where does the Queen of England want me to take her to?” Ruby asked “Meanwhile I am Ruby, an American self made billionaire, who invests in ICT and space ships, also love.” He planned to sound humorous and he hoped she would fancy his sense of humor which knew no bound.

“Opula winked at him; his thick tattooed, hairy muscular arms that moved the steering, his long Egyptian nose and sizeable pink lips that polished next to set of white set of teeth. His face was oval and his hair was a pony tail blonde. Opula couldn’t argue the fact that Ruby was the first cutest billionaire she had ever come across. And she would be a fool if she wouldn’t acknowledge within herself that Ruby was already wetting her G-string with his alpha, seductive figure. She had always fancied alpha men and she wondered what their body felt like whenever they pressed down on any woman during love making.

“You invest in love?” she asked Ruby and eyed him, “How do you invest in love?” her eyes rolled at the veins that wired his arms like networks of electric cables. Ech time he steered the wheel, his biceps and shoulder muscles inflated so much that they called on her.

“How I invest in love is I see a beautiful lady like you and I offer her my heart. In love the capital is heart and not money,” he was sounding civil and intelligibly and he liked it. He had never been civil with women and he was beginning to wonder if it was because he was yet to find the one he loved so much.

Opula laughed and moved her hair this way and that way. “You are so funny. Hope you know your friend told you take care of me and not to fall in love with me?” she asked jocularly.

“Yes I know, he told me to take care of his damsel while he is away in Japan.”

He drove and started slowing down, “So where do we go. Anywhere you choose is my command. I have hotels, estates, skyscrapers.”

Opula was thinking; oh he is not just cute but also a gentle man. His choice of words is romantic in their right senses. I never knew billionaires of this sort still existed. Will I be able to control my urge or will I disappoint Fanny?

“OK, em.. why don’t we visit all,” she said, feeling confused about what to say, and never had she felt that way in recent time. “I can’t wait to explore Beijing,” she added.

“Ruby smiled, “But you haven’t told me what you do and what brought you to Beijing?”

She frowned as thought of Ziu Lee struck in her head. She agreed to still keep it as secret from him and not bring him into her secret mission. “Em… coincidentally I invest in ICT too although I’m not yet rich as you guys, and I came here for my vacation.”

Ruby smiled, “Wow nice one. I am happy to hear that we have like career. I promise to make your vacation a memorable one. You can always count on me while you stay here. So who is Fanny to you?” he asked, feeling she may not answer to that since she was in love with Fanny.

“He is a friend just like you. We just met some days ago in the plane.” She said and wondered why she was so fast to open up about her life to someone she just met, someone sent to look after her, she agreed to be careful with her choice of words because they might use it as a subject of discussion during their gathering.” she asked “Does Fanny trust you so much that he can leave his women with you during a business trip?”

Ruby started thinking; how long am I gonna keep lying to this beautiful lady, I know Fanny is somewhere in one of his suites, drinking and waiting for one month to come. “Yes, not really. He does it because he knows I’m as busy as he is and won’t have the time to…” he kept quiet.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“To do what?” she cut in, “Complete your words.”

“Never mind,” he said and smiled.

“What did I do? Am I too inquisitive? Am I asking too much question?”

“Hell no. Ok I will tell you more when we get into the hotel,”

The Ferrari pulled over a glass well lit skyscraper that has Ruby Suit displaying in colorful light.

“Welcome to heaven,” he said, and looked her from her smiling face to her thick thighs, “Nice expensive dress you are putting on.”

“Thank you,” she replied and didn’t bother to tell him Fanny had been taking her on a gold dress spree.

A security rushed at once to him. “You are welcome boss,” he greeted.

He stopped the security from opening the door for them, “Don’t bother I got this. I’m in charge. Continue with your job.” He alighted from the Ferrari, walked over and opened the door for Opula who smiled and fancied his perfection gentleman character. He held her hands as they made into the reception; Opula kept staring around as the staff kept greeting them and bowing. She was more honored than the time she had spent with Fanny. They got into the elevator and he pressed floor 50 and up they went as they still had their hands locked. She enjoyed as he described the streets and buildings for her, pointing at the streets and neighboring skyscrapers, the year they were erected and the billionaires that owned them. Suddenly she was carried away, as she had the urge to kiss him on his pink lips but kept to herself and still held his hand as the elevator arrived and they entered into a busy rowdy club ground. He looked at her and she looked back; and she knew the magic had begun; something eternal was about to happen tonight.

They joined the dancers on the dancing floor.

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