Her Substitute Groom

Connor Hughes POV

“Get on your knees, bit*ch! That’s what I’m paying you for,” I snapped at the woman I had picked up from the club earlier to satisfy me on the bed…

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“Turn around,” I said to her as I walked over to my nightstand and pulled out the drawer. I got a pack of co*ndo*ms from there, tore one out of it, and threw it at her.

“Do your job,” I said to her after I threw the rest on the nightstand.

I am paying her for it, so it’s her job to pleasure me and not the other way around.

Guess what? It felt so fucking good.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

My heart hammered against my chest like it was going to explode…

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I pulled out the drawer of my nightstand and brought out a parcel of money.

“Take this and get out of my room,” I threw it at her then stood up and started to walk toward the bathroom.

“Are you going to pay me off just like that?” She asked, and I was forced to stop.

“Besides, it’s late and I can’t go out at this time,” She stated as she stood from the ground and dared to sit on my bed.

“Get your a*ss off my bed, now!” I snapped at her, and she flinched fearfully.

“You won’t want me to repeat myself. Get your ass off my bed,” I snarled at her, and she quickly stood up this time.

“Sorry, but this is not a hotel where you can pass the night. I don’t want to see you here when I get back,” and with that, I pulled the bathroom door open then walked inside and slammed the door behind me.

Standing under the shower, I scoffed as the memories of what happened earlier today flashed through my head.

“Wow! She must really be smart,” I had to admit it because that bitch played a smart one on me. What the fuck came over me that made me gentle with her? It was the first time I was going to be like that toward my flings, and I was regretting it already. I shouldn’t have ever done that.

“Ugh! My favorite watch,” I cursed angrily and ran my fingers through my wet hair.

“Wait till I get my hands on you,” I muttered and finally turned off the shower, then grabbed my towel from the rack and tied it around my waist. I walked back into my room and was impressed by the work of my maid. She already changed the bedspread.

Sitting on the bed, I pulled out the drawer of my nightstand, and there was the pack of cigarettes lying there. I grabbed it took out a stick and lit it. I only smoke once in a while especially when I’m disturbed or angry, but right now, I had no idea about what I was feeling. Whether I was angry or disturbed. I really could not tell.

I reached for my phone and dialed my bodyguard’s number, Lucas.

“Yes, boss,”

“Come inside,” I disconnected the call immediately then tossed the phone on the bed, and resumed smoking.

The doorbell rang minutes later and I ushered whoever was at the door, in. It was Lucas.

“Greetings, boss,”

“Have you been able to find anything about the girl?” I asked him instead, ignoring his greetings because what the fuck was I supposed to do with it?

“Not yet, boss. I couldn’t track the number you asked me to track. It seemed like it was disconnected immediately,” He explained to me, and I scoffed as I puffed smoke out of my mouth and nose. She is really smart and good at the games she plays. Not that I was expecting less, anyway.

“You can go,” I said to him, and he bowed slightly before he left my room, and I sighed. I felt enraged that a girl outsmarted me and made a fool of me. What the heck was I thinking?

“I’m going to get you,” I stated because I was very sure of that even though I had no idea when, where, and how I was going to get her, but I was sure I would…