Forget Me Not 1: DECEIVED Read Online Free PDF

classes at a community college with the $20,000 I should earn from the nanny job. And if I indeed can trick him into flashing his penis at me, I will have enough money to do whatever I want. Hell, maybe we can even start up our own coffee shop.
    I excuse myself to go to the bathroom and call Loraine to tell her I accept her offer. She doesn’t answer her phone and I hesitate to leave a message on her voice mail in case her husband might hear it. So I just end the call with the intention of calling her back later, while at the same time cursing my bad luck. I can’t even reach her to tell her I’m all hers no matter what. How much more pathetic can my life get?

CH 5
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    When I come out of the bathroom, I find Monika already tucked under the covers and sleeping. It’s seven-thirty, although it feels like half a lifetime has passed. Even though I’m bone-tired, the shock of the day won’t let me blink an eye. So, I grab my worn-out denim jacket that was once black and walk to the public library down the street to use the internet and search for information on Loraine Carter and her multimillionaire husband. Kenneth D. Carter.
    My hunger this morning when I served Kenneth his coffee wasn’t interfering with my perception of his attractiveness. He’s really ridiculously hot. At least, I won’t feel disgusted about my target if I turn out to be good enough to seduce him.
    He even has a fan page on Facebook with twenty-five thousand active female members, all posting detailed information about how horny he makes them feel. I can, sort of, understand Loraine’s fears and her reluctance to remain married to him. The competition among these women is discouraging, to say the least.
    According to the fan page, Kenneth is six feet four inches tall, a full foot taller than me, twenty-eight years old, nine years older than me, with a net worth of two- billion dollars from his medical device manufacturing business. I may not have an MBA, but even I know that’s a goldmine as businesses go. Now I see why Loraine would call anything less than half of his assets as measly in case of a divorce.
    The longer I wade through Kenneth’s pictures on Google, the warmer I feel about the idea of trying to seduce him. The idea of ending up being number one enemy of the women in his fan club is amusing, and $200,000 cash seems to be too good to pass on. I’ll be ruining a marriage and a family, but Loraine seems to be set on doing that, with or without my help.
    There’s not much to think about the offer actually. The only thing I should figure out is if Loraine is indeed being honest with me and really wants to use me to get her husband to cheat on her. She’s surely out of her mind for dismissing a husband like Kenneth. Perhaps it’s the millions that have corrupted her mind, or she’s hiding important information about Kenneth from me.
    Can I do this? Seduce a man. Not just any man, but a gorgeous and powerful man like Kenneth? The answer is clearly no, even if I happened to be the prettiest girl in town. I lack the basics regarding the male race. Except for the couple of times I was forced to see penises, I’m basically clueless about how male sexuality works. Thankfully, there’s Google, and I can search for almost anything, including ways to seduce a man, within the confined walls of the library.
    By the end of my computer session, I have a long list of tips from a variety of resources, from Cosmopolitan to random bloggers on the internet. It all basically comes down to being yourself, showing skin, being sweet, bating eyelashes, and lots of touching.
    It doesn’t sound hard at all on paper; however, when I actually start to visualize myself trying to touch a guy while displaying half my body, my hands start sweating, and my heartbeat shoots up. I’m not the kind of girl who puts on a show to attract attention. I hate attention to begin with. How am I supposed to draw attention from a man like Kenneth?
    I should have flirted with