Chapter 1
Alee
"My hotel is a few minutes away. Why don't you come and hang out for a bit?"
The heavily accented voice pulls me out of my favorite pastime.
I look back at the woman trailing her finger down my arm.
She's been sitting here for the past hour ranting on about how she deserves so much better at the firm she's an associate with.
Caroline, Carolina. I think that's her name.
She's pretty, that's what I first noticed. Not in a beautiful, mesmerizing way. But plastic, fake. The women I usually go after.
I raise my eyebrow at her.
"You usually invite a guy to your room on a first date?"
She smirks, "Just the wealthy ones."
Ahh, maybe not so fake after all. She was very clear about one thing.
One thing about me, I know how to pick my women. They are all vultures, wanting to feed off of me to support their lifestyle.
And I'm completely okay with that, since it's a mutual exchange.
I also don't pick a woman without running a background check on them. Got to get all my bases covered.
Like Caroline, or Carolina here. She works at a law firm her grandfather owns. She could get me to places, simple at that.
Hence, all the wooing her into a date thing at the most ridiculously expensive restaurant I could find.
I halt her attempt to slip her fingers under my shirt.
"What's your price?" I ask.
She pulls back and smiles wildly at me.
"Half a million."
I grin, then grab her arm.
"Let's go, senorita."
I lead us through the restaurant, ignoring familiar faces I don't feel like talking to.
I got a job to do, and tomorrow. I'm pretty sure I'm going to have all I need.
Time's up, baby girl.
