On His Orders (The Billionaire's Way) (6 page)

As I make a turn onto another wing of the home, I hear some classical music playing through a door. For some reason, that type of music just seems too refined for someone like Sir Gerald. Mr. Peak, however, seems to be a fan of timeless precision. I take a chance and knock.

The music goes off. Silence. Am I making a mistake here? What if I am knocking on Sir Gerald’s master bedroom. How will he interpret my knock?

The door opens. I come face to face with my boss’s massive chest. I look up and smile. “It looks like you have something to tell me,” Mr. Peak says. I slip inside of his bedroom and put my finger up to my lips. Mr. Peak turns the classical music back on and leads me into his suite’s bathroom. My boss turns on the shower and huddles up next to me near the bathroom sink.

“Sir Gerald said that he had just visited the mine yesterday. All we have to do...”

“..is get his flight records,” Mr. Peak says with a smile as he completes my sentence for me. My boss walks back into the bedroom and grabs his phone. I am so giddy that I jump up and down.

Mr. Peak dials his phone as he stalks around the bathroom. “Liam, this is Peak. I need you to trace the flight records of Sir Gerald from the past 24 hours,” my boss barks as he glues the phone to his ears. There is about twenty seconds of silence. “Yeah Liam,” Mr. Peak says as he listens to the response on the other side of the line. “He flew out of Yellowknife?! Wow. He’s going to buy Northwest Gold. Alright, start buying the stock on our offshore accounts. Be discreet. We don’t want to get the word out just yet. Thanks Liam. Have a nice weekend.” My boss turns off his phone. He looks at me for a minute, then he walks over and lifts me up off of my feet. He kisses me on my chest. “Good job little Sarah. Now, go to bed.”

My head spins. I skip back to my room and hop into bed. There’s just one problem. I can’t fall asleep. All of this excitement is driving my body batty. I turn to my side and listen to the ocean surf crashing into the sand just one hundred feet from my beach. It’s enough to rock me to a gentle sleep.

The next morning, we tour the island in a fleet of Maybachs. Mr. Peak keeps up the charade of looking at beachfront property. Sir Gerald spends more time looking at me. It’s awkward. I try to avoid eye contact with him. Dammit. I’m afraid that big Aussie will find out the truth before we get off the island.

The late afternoon comes. Mr. Peak makes the call to “Fuel the Jet.” We are headed back to LA. Yipee! As much as I love Maui and Kapalua, I can’t get off of this island fast enough. As the Aussie billionaire’s servants gather Mr. Peak’s luggage, Sir Gerald pulls me to the side.

“You don’t think I know what’s going on do you?” the Aussie says.

Oh fuck.

The big, rugged billionaire grabs both of my arms and leans in. “You think I don’t know.
I do know!
”

Oh God. He knows everything. He is going to have me killed. What do I do?! Should I run for it. Should I yell for Mr. Peak?! I want to cry.

As my boss walks off to check his e-mail, Sir Gerald kisses me on the lips. “I know you want me. I know you are a captive to your boss. I will e-mail you my personal cell phone numbers. When you are ready to be free, I shall rescue you.”

Just as my boss turns around, Sir Gerald lets go of me. I exhale deeply. I thought the Aussie billionaire knew about my boss’s plan to steal away The Northwest Mining Company. In fact, Sir Gerald still thinks I want to be his little billionaire pet. No. I will always be loyal to Mr. Peak Always.

The Maybachs are loaded with Mr. Peak’s baggage. As the two billionaires exchange goodbyes, Sir Gerald motions for one of his men to come over. The servant hands Sir Gerald a small necklace case. The Aussie billionaire looks at me while he opens the case and addresses me in his most seductive tone. “For charming my estate with your presence, I would like to present you with a little gesture of my appreciation.”

Sir Gerald pulls out the most stunning jade necklace I have ever seen in my life. He places it around my neck and locks it. Then he offers me a light kiss on the cheek.
He does all of this right in front of Mr. Peak.

“Thank you, Sir Gerald. It has been a pleasure to make your acquaintance. You have given me one of the most extraordinary weekends I have ever experienced in my life,” I say as I nervously steal glances over to my boss. Mr. Peak’s eyes are on fire while his body maintains its reserve. I can’t even imagine what is going on in his mind.

As the two billionaires exchange firm handshakes, I make my way to the Gulfstream jet. My body begins to relax as I settle into the womb and the safety of my boss’s fifty million dollar aircraft. Sir Gerald can’t get to me now.

Mr. Peak enters the craft soon thereafter. Less than a minute later, the jet taxis to the runaway. Thirty seconds after that, we are off the ground and into the air. I exhale deeply and smile. Mr. Peak looks at me. More specifically, he looks at that jade stone around my neck. Sir Gerald’s gift feels like a noose. Dammit, maybe I should not have accepted the gift. What the hell was I supposed to do?

It takes me about ten minutes before I realize that the tall blonde stewardess is also on board. She hands my boss his drink as he checks his messages on his iPhone. “May I serve you a drink, Ms. Sulamari?” the tall blonde asks me.

“I’ll take a Vodka, straight up,” I mumble. That should daze me enough to get through the flight.

The tall, blonde stewardess hands me that glass of Vodka and I couldn’t down it fast enough. I ask for another. Boy, am I going to be messed up by the time we land in Santa Monica. When I get my second drink in me, Mr. Peak gets out of his seat and reaches for that jade necklace.

“A rather generous gift from Sir Gerald isn’t it?” Mr. Peak says as he cradles the jade stone in his hand. His finger climbs up towards my throat. The blood rushes to my head.

“Did I do something wrong in accepting it, Sir?”

“No. What kind of girl rejects an intimate gift from a man. Especially something as exquisite as this.”

Mr. Peak take the chain from the necklace and begins to slowly choke me with it. My face starts to turn red.

“Sir?” I gasp.

“Did you fuck him?”

“No.”

“Did you fuck him!”

I can’t breathe. I can only shake my head from side to side. Mr. Peak chokes me for a few seconds longer. Then he he releases me. I begin to cry.

“I would do anything for you. I would steal for you. I would kill for you. I would lie myself down for you,” I say as I look my boss directly in the eye.

For a moment, nothing is said between us. Then we reach for each other. I tear at my boss’s shirt. He pulls down my dress. We just go at each other. His lips press against mine. I run my hands inside of his shirt and feel his huge chest.

Mr. Peak knows how to kiss. He grabs my head and pulls it back. He rips that Jade necklace from my body and throws it across the aircraft cabin. My boss starts to run his tongue down my neck.

This man is driving me crazy. I tear his shirt completely off and claw his massive back. He removes his pants and his boxers. Then he goes for my thong. Before I know it, my boss turns me over and starts to give me a nice, hard spanking.

Oh my God. I never want this to end. We start to fuck right there on the floor of the Gulfstream. Mr. Peak takes control and makes me forget all about the Aussie billionaire. In fact, I even forget that I’m on a damn airplane!

My eyes roll into the back of my head. I grab onto Mr. Peak’s massive arms as he gives it to me. We fuck for a nice long time. When we are done, my boss runs his hands over my face. Then we cuddle on the floor of the Gulfstream. I look over my boss’s incredible body. He is sculpted and massive. He chest is my mattress as I lie my head over his animal heart. The rest of the flight, needless to say, was a delight.

The flight went by quickly as my boss explored my body with his hands and his fingers. When we touch down in Santa Monica, I almost felt disappointed that I had to put my clothes back on. As far as I am concerned, I can be naked around Mr. Peak all day, every day!

When Mr. Peak puts his suit back on, he gets right back into business. “We will be buying shares of Northwest Mining with our anonymous offshore accounts Monday morning. Sir Gerald will have no idea what’s going on. Sadly, I will not have the satisfaction of seeing the look on his face when he has to pay 20% more than he thought for that mine! Ha!”

We depart from the plane. I fully expect a car to take me back to my Santa Monica apartment. Instead, Mr. Peak leads me into his Rolls Royce Phantom. “You will be staying with me. My prized possession should not leave my sight.” Oh my God! I can’t believe Mr. Peak is taking me home with him.

The car speeds out of the airport, headed towards the coast. I rest my body on my boss’s right bicep. He looks down at me. “You’ve proven yourself, Sarah. Now, it is time to take this to the next level,” Mr. Peak says as he looks down at me. I immediately sit up and present my best posture as my boss talks business.

Mr. Peak looks out at the ocean as the Rolls Royce speeds down the Pacific Coast Highway. “What I have planned for you will be more than an information gathering mission. It will require your most cunning skills and a steely reserve.”

“I am ready to do anything for you, Sir.”

My boss leans in and puts his right hand on my shoulder.

“If you succeed, you will become a millionaire. If you fail, you could be killed in the most horrible way possible. We won’t be dealing with drunk Aussie billionaires. What I have planned for you is very dangerous and illegal. I am throwing you into the cauldron.”

I swallow hard and close my eyes. I picture a million dollars in cash in front of me. I also picture myself being shot, stabbed, choked, tortured, and set afire. Then I open my eyes. “I am prepared to do whatever you say.”

“Good girl.”

The Phantom rushes past a sign that welcomes us to Malibu. No turning back now.

To Be Continued in “Master & Servant.” The second hot story in “The Billionaire’s Way” trilogy.