The Billionaire's Hired Girlfriend, Page 26

“Come on,” Britney said, dragging the reluctant Jayden along the hotel corridor. “You’re dragging your feet.” She laughed.

  Jayden smiled politely as he followed her. Up on the top floor of the hotel, Britney unlocked the door of the penthouse with a swipe card. She leaned back against the slightly ajar door and wrapped her arms around his neck.

  “Come on in. What would you like for a drink?” she asked huskily, her lips near his as she moved her body ever so close to his, an invitation no man ever resists.

  Jayden said, “It’s late, Britney,” and unwrapped her arms from his neck.

  “But don’t you want to come in?” she asked, pouting her lips to full effect so he’d want to kiss her.

  “No. You need your rest. Good night,” he said and turned to go. He walked into the elevator, and a few moments later, he was gone.

  Britney growled and stomped her feet. Once she thought she had gotten her frustration out of her system, she turned on her heel, shoved the door open, and slammed it shut.

  “You’re not getting very far with him, Britney,” a male voice said.

  Britney threw her clutch on the sofa and tiredly dropped herself there. She propped her feet up. “Why does it have to be him, Daddy?”

  “Now, you know very well why it has to be him. He has made more than a killing in these past years.”

  “He’s so damn slow and tedious. I offered myself to him many times, but he hasn’t even yet taken the hint. He wouldn’t even kiss me just now.” She sat up straight as a thought suddenly struck her. “Do you think he’s gay, Daddy? Maybe that’s why he’s not interested in having sex with me.”

  Mr. Marcelo raised a brow at his daughter. “He’s not gay, Britney. A man knows when another man is gay.”

  “Oh! Daddy, how much longer must we do this?”

  “Until we can get all the money we can,” Mr. Marcelo replied. He sat down beside Britney and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “Sweetheart, we need his money to tide us over. We need his money if we are going to survive in this world. You know very well we are about to go bankrupt.”

  “I know, Daddy,” Britney muttered. “But it’s just so boring. Jayden doesn’t want me. He’s not interested in me.”

  “Ah, but that’s what he wants you to think,” Mr. Marcelo said, touching the tip of her nose with his finger. “You’re a beautiful girl. What man doesn’t want you? Now, be a good girl and do as Daddy said. I heard Jayden has a girlfriend. Is that true?”

  “Daddy!” Britney snapped. “That mousy girl is not Jayden’s girlfriend. I’m going to be his girlfriend.”

  “Then you’d better do something quick. Beth said Kelly’s hens’ night is tomorrow night.”

  “Ah, yes. Kelly’s bachelorette party. I think I shall come along,” Britney announced. “Beth will welcome me with both arms.”

  “And do what you must do,” Mr. Marcelo said. “Good night, sweetheart. Don’t you let your old man down.”

  “I won’t, Daddy,” Britney replied meekly.

  Mr. Marcelo kissed her forehead and then left. Alone, Britney went about showering and preparing herself for bed when the doorbell range.

  “At this hour?” She groaned as she stomped toward the door. She pushed the intercom button and shouted, “Who is it?”

  A male face appeared in the small LCD screen on the wall to the left of the door. “It’s me, darling.”

  Britney’s face lit up immediately. “Oh, Kyle!” she screamed with excitement. “Come in. I’m so bored.”

  Once the door opened, Britney threw herself into Kyle’s arms and started kissing him passionately.

  “You missed me that much, huh?” Kyle said once his lips were free.

  “Yes. Yes,” she said as she enthusiastically led him to the bedroom.

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  CHAPTER 16