Bidding on the Billionaire (Bad Boys Billionaire Bachelors Club) Read Online Free PDF

so
self-conscious.  It got worse when Sergio took a step back and looked her up
and down, not bothering to hide that he had a certain amount of lust in his
eyes.  Suddenly the short mini skirt and clinging silky blouse seemed a bit too
obvious, as his eyes drank her in appreciatively.
    It
was definitely in Mandi’s best interests to change the subject.  “You are in a
great mood.  You must have had a very productive day.”
    “Indeed
I did, as I do every day,” he said matter-of-factly. Sergio looked around the
gallery briefly, and then asked, “Where’s your bags?”
    “Right
over there,” Mandi pointed, showing the Louis Vuitton suitcase by the door.  It
was small, but held everything she needed for her adventure.  It had been
inherited from her mom too, which meant a part of her mom was going to Rome and
that was a good thing like a good luck charm.
    Sergio
didn’t bother to hide the surprised look on his face about only having one bag
for a week in Rome.  “This is it, nothing else, Mandi?”
    “It
holds more than you’d think,” Mandi said, not bothering to hide her annoyance
by the comment.  What concern of Sergio’s was it that she was a light packer?
    “I
just want to make sure that I was clear.  This is going to be an event-filled
week, and part of the reason I agreed to help Sophia out was because I needed a
date for the factory’s fiftieth anniversary party.  It’s a huge deal to the
local community and the factory workers, which means I have to present my
best.  It’s a very traditional affair designed to show them how much they are
appreciated.  I just need to make sure it’s special for them.”  Sergio looked
at Mandi and stopped talking immediately.  He could see anger flashing in her
eyes, and that was no way to start the week in Rome off.
    Mandi
didn’t want to lose her temper with Sergio right now, even though it seemed
like it would make her feel better.  Who did he think he was?  Just because he
was a billionaire didn’t mean that he could cast certain expectations on her
like he was a reprimanding father.  She took a deep breath and chose her words
cautiously.  “I apologize, Sergio.  Maybe I can repack, and find a fancier
dress for the occasion than what I’ve picked.”
    “We
don’t have time to do that now, Mandi.  Once we’re in Rome one of my assistants
can find something that’s suitable for you to wear and really makes you stand
out like you did last night.”
    Realizing
that Sergio was all business at the moment and not the playful flirt just a
minute ago was discouraging, making her want to change her mind and stay back
in New York.  A week in Rome watching a workaholic conduct business didn’t
sound all that adventurous or exciting to her.  “Sergio, I’m perfectly capable
of picking out my own clothes and have fashion sense enough to choose something
good for your factory’s big celebration.  Besides, it seems like you’ll be busy
working a lot on this trip and that’ll give me something to do.”
    Sergio
was instantly embarrassed by Mandi’s statement and he realized that his direct
manner had happened to offend the girl he was just saying he wanted to protect
the night before.  Damn, that was not what he wanted to come off as. Why did he
sounded so abrupt and business-like? Had he truly become such a workaholic that
he couldn’t turn it off, even in the most private and personal moments? Damn,
he needed a vacation. Damn, he needed someone to help him forget about all the
stress he had to deal with…Olivia used to do that for him. Fun with a
single-minded purpose of having him fuck her brains out, Olivia’s sex drive and
persistent need for sex was enough to take his mind off work.  That was the
problem with her, though, when she couldn’t get sex from him, or when he worked
too many hours; she found a way to satisfy her cravings…with his friends,
apparently.  Now if only he could forget Olivia and try to have fun, if only
for a