My Billionaire Master: Indebted To Him (Part One) (A BDSM Erotic Romance Novelette) Read Online Free PDF Page B

back…for a job interview?
     
    Trying to contain her rampant emotions, Cassidy went from giddy to confused; she read it again. Mr. Jasper, the man she was supposed to originally interview with, was asking on behalf of Mr. Bertram. Her fingers gripped the creamy thick letter as she squealed and bounced on her toes, dancing in place with excitement.
     
    Expected at eight tonight! At night? Who had an interview at night?
     
    Visions of Alfie leaning over her, towering and deliciously invading her presence flooded her head. Grinning wildly, she tried to push it away as her stomach rolled with nerves and arousal scorched her blood. Having been in a constant state of arousal when she thought of him, her body now responded as if he was standing in front of her.
     
    Strong lust made her fingers ache to touch him. She bit her lip but it brought his teeth on them to mind. Turning a full circle while hugging herself, she grinned happily at the anticipation of seeing him. Waving the document in front of her heated face, she mentally growled at her wanton body while thrilling at the memory of him taking what he wanted instead of asking.
     
    She’d already forgotten about her earlier mental chastising over terms such as prostitute and the previous men she’d resisted until she’d gotten to know them. The words tonight at eight finally penetrated the fog of lust that clouded her head. It was now after six in the afternoon.
     
    Realizing her lack of time, she shrieked to the empty room, “I have less than two hours!”
     
    With all her clothes in the wash and her hair a hot mess, she rushed to her room, fast enough that she bumped into the living room couch on the way and hit her thigh hard enough to bruise. She barely registered the pain; adrenaline and endorphins dulled it to a minor annoyance that she pushed away.
     
    Cassidy shoved the letter back into its torn envelope, feeling her body thrum with nervous excitement. So strung out, she thought for a second that she’d get sick. She settled on a short green spaghetti-strapped dress while wincing that everything from college was a bit too small. Promising herself she’d purchase better fitting clothes when she had the money, she pulled on the dress that barely covered the cheeks of her ass. After a moment’s hesitation, she paired it with her black five-inch heels. The same ones that had started this whole mess.
     
    Preening in the mirror, she grinned, “I might just call them my lucky heels from now on.”
     
    Casting her mind back to their first meeting, Cassidy remembered Alfie’s admiring gaze on her long tresses. She brushed her hair straight and let it fall freely across her shoulders and lower back. A gigantic goofy smile spread across her face. Applying a layer of mascara with pink lip-gloss, she studied herself before jumping when lights cut across the window.
     
    A long, shiny, glimmering limousine had arrived. She’d never been picked up by limo. The hired driver rang her doorbell, announcing he’d arrived early before escorting her to the car. Helping her climb into the huge backseat, he softly closed the door behind her.
     
    She tried not to second-guess herself on the long and nerve-wracking drive into the city. To distract from thoughts like this isn’t me and I don’t do this type of thing, she helped herself to a fun-size bottle of soda from the mini-bar. She finally settled back to watch all the nameless gawkers on the dimly lit streets and within the vehicles as they drove through.
     
    Feeling a little drunk without the benefit of inebriation or drug to take her there, she pondered over how Alfie brought out things in her she’d never expected. Various emotions—anticipation, arousal, excitement, and anxiety amongst them—roamed within her. She squirmed impatiently on the leather seat but realized with a jolt that the movement only made her desire worse.
     
    The buzzer by her armrest sounded, startling her. A voice poured out from the