Billionaire Daddy And His Good Maid novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Make Me Cum On Your C?ck

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Bryce arrived at work and immensed himself completely with different paperwork that was littered on his desk.

Flashes of Hera's innocent face almost made him loose focus. He needed a serious distraction. He won't be able to do anything if he doesn't find a way to occupy his brain and mind because somehow, the two of them were working together to ruin him.

Picking his cellphone from his table, he dialled a number and waited patiently for the person at the other end to pick up the phone.

"Hello Bryce" The voice from the other end of the line echoes through after the third ring.

"Max" he breathed into the phone.

"Been a while since you called. I was beginning to wonder what had happened to you" he said in his usual fruity voice that always pisses me off.

"The girls are all asking for you." He continued when Bryce didn't speak "Turns out that they miss your other guy. When will you be gracing our presence oh mighty one" Max mocked in a grating voice that had Bryce rolling his eyes.

"Make the usual arrangements for me" he ordered "Oh and please. I need the best of the very best."

"I never disappoint" Max reminded him. "You're a valuable client so I'll make absolutely certain that you don't get anything that isn't worth your value."

"Thank you Asshole" He cussed at him.

Max laughed loudly before disconnecting the call.

He can't wait to get finished with work. At least now, he has an appointment that'll be very favourite for him.

Bryce finished off from work and after instructing his secretary on what to do, he made his way towards Emerald Hotels for the appointment he had with Max.

One would think that he actually came here on business but the only business he comes here to do at night was have a good time with the ladies at the strip club.

The minute he pulled up in front of the hotel, he gave his keys to the valet and made his way towards the entrance.

"Hello buddy" Max welcomed him with a light pat on his shoulders. "I didn't think you'd actually come."

"I told you that I was going to" he replied, feeling a bit uninterested. Of course he needed to. That woman's face had managed to hunt him all day.

"No need to get all angry on me now. She's here and all ready for you"

Max hands him the keys to a private suite and Bryce grasps it from his hand before making his way inside.

He knows his way around this place because he practically lives here. He was one of the reasons why this place was flooded. Girls would do anything to have a one night stand with him and he would do anything to fulfill their sexual desires.

A win-win for both parties if you should call it that. Plus, it was strictly business as well.

He arrived at his suite and made his way inside.

Shutting the door to the dimly lit room, he throws his jacket on the bed and walks over to the mini bar at the side of the bedroom.

He releases two bottles and pours himself a glass of whiskey and vodka before making his way towards the sitting area.

He sat down on one of the single couch and takes a swig of his drink.

For some reason, he was relaxed. The drink was a good start to calm down his tortured nerves that has been going haywire since morning.

At the centre of the room is a long pole that hung from the ceiling. The strippers always used that to entertain him whenever he had a private session with one of them.