The Billionaire Hit Woman

Chapter 2



CASSANDRA

Julian holds my hand, leading me to the dance floor, and I obediently follow her because I might be kind of tipsy. We stop at the center of the dance floor and she lets go of my hand, starting to dance in a sexy manner; of course, she is a stripper after all, not that I’m judging her or anything. I stand still watching as she twists and whines her waist to the beat of the music.

“Let loose.” She yells, tossing her jacket to the floor, leaving her in her black bra and black leather pants. I chuckle at the sight before weaving my fingers into my hair. She wants me to let loose, I’ll show her what loose is. I move with her, mimicking her dance, both of us yelling in the process as we sing while dancing. I don’t know how or when, but I soon find myself furiously dancing in my blue jeans, and my tank top, wondering where my jacket went to.

I feel someone press themselves on me, and a pair of hands on my waist, and a masculine voice asks, “May I have this dance?” His hot breath making my heart race. I face him whilst dancing to refuse him, but I don’t know if it is the alcohol or the fact that he is extremely gorgeous and taller than me; I smile, backing him, as I wiggled my butt against his… erection. His hands roam my body, and although the sensible part of me is telling me to refuse his touch, my body won’t listen. I keep rotating my butt against him, not caring that I don’t know him. Tonight, I get to party hard and forget my problems and maybe, score a night of ecstasy and romance with this sexy, hot male.

VICTORIA

Victoria pushes the laptop on her desk further away from her, getting up from her chair in anger, not being able to concentrate on any of the work she is supposed to do, neither being able to sign any of the contracts that had come in for her early that morning. The tabs were bothering her; with everything she had done, she still wasn’t the top business macho in New York. She had done everything she could possibly do, involved herself in shady things and yet she wasn’t the best, and yet someone who hadn’t gone through half of what she had gone through always managed to top her on the list every single year; Nicholas Bennett.

She paces round her office angrily, her phone in her hands as she searches for it again. He is still the one on the news as the top business macho. It should be me as number one, not him. It’s my spot not his. “Damn you Nicholas Bennett.” She growls loudly, tossing her phone against the wall making the screen shatter into several pieces.

The door bursts open as her bodyguard, Mac, enters the office at full speed. “Are you okay miss Rodriguez?” He looks genuinely concerned, but Victoria Rodriguez couldn’t care less about his concern.

“Always knock before you enter my office, you fool.” She growls in anger, before storming to her desk to grab her hand bag.

“Forgive me for my intrusion ma’am, but I heard you scream so I came to check if you were okay.” He says.

“It’s none of your business, learn to know your place.” She says and then walks past him out of the office. Mac follows after her, collecting her bag from her.

“It will never repeat itself again.” He apologizes.

She calms down a little. “Good.” They enter the elevator while Mac enters after her, and pressed the ground floor button in the elevator.

“Who the hell does he think he is? All because he’s a man.” She fumed. “Nicholas Bennett, I’ve let you have enough fun, now it’s my time to shine, it’s my turn to have fun, and I will result to any measure in order to get what I want, permanently, and I always get what I want.”

“Did you search on her like I asked you to, Mac?” She asks as soon as the elevator opens.

“Yes ma’am, I did.” He answers, handing over a brown file to her. They walk to the parking lot where her car was packed. Mac opens the door for her, before getting into the driver’s seat.

“Cassandra Johnson, age twenty-five, the only daughter of Mr. Clement Johnson, the politician that was killed by his ex-wife three years ago. She has a younger brother who is currently out of states studying medicine. Her stepmother fled with all the properties, leaving her with nothing. She is currently working at Max and Curbs enterprise as a secretary and is in debts.” Mac said aloud, starting the car.

“Do you know where to find her?” She asks.

“Yes ma’am! She usually goes to 24/7, a bar that is a few blocks from her working place every night, to drink with her friends; Frank and Julian. Frank owns the club but works as a bartender, while Julian is a stripper.” He answers.

“That’s good then, head there now.” She rests her back on the car seat with her eyes closed. I will get you out of my way Nicholas Bennett, even if it means your death.

CASSANDRA

I am pushed roughly against the wall in the far corner of the club, by the stranger who was dancing with me a few hours ago. I didn’t even know his name, but here I was, pressed up against him and kissing him like my life depends on him. I flip him over so I’m he’s pressed against the wall, kissing him harder, our tongues fighting for dominance, as my hands tug at his jean trousers to unbuckle his belt. He growls slightly, grabbing my hands before dropping them, and then grabbing my ass with both of his hands. I moan at his touch, and before I know it, my legs are off the floor, and around his waist. I hold onto his waist tightly with my legs so I don’t fall off him, while he squeezes my ass tighter and kisses me harder.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

What am I doing? I don’t know what I’m doing, and I’m sure I’ll regret it later on when I remember all the things I let him do to me, but right now, I don’t care, I just want him.

“Why don’t we get a room?” His raspy voice says, making me shiver in excitement as his teeth grazes my collar bone slightly. I could hear the need in his voice as his pushes my hands on his hard erection; making me wonder how his jeans hasn’t been ripped apart. I can literally hear it screaming for release.

“Sure.” I giggled, swaying my hips from side to side as I lead him towards the back exit of the bar. We are just about to walk out of the corner when our paths are blocked by a man in suit, and a petite, plump woman standing beside him. What the hell?

“Are you Cassandra Johnson?”


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