Alpha Billionaire 3 (3 page)

“What are you doing?” I frowned as I looked around for my top to cover myself. “Tyler will be right back.”

“Tyler is playing a game with you.” Grant’s blue eyes surveyed my face and then dropped to my pussy. “Don’t fall for it.”

“Let me guess, you’re the man for me?” I pulled my top on quickly, feeling my nipples poking through the top.

“No, I’m not.” He shook his head. “I’m not the man for anyone, but a night.” His eyes dropped to my pussy again and I quickly grabbed my panties up from the ground and slipped them back on.

“I don’t want a night.” I took a step back from him.

“Nights are all you get here, Evie. We don’t do fairytales here.” He paused and smiled. “Well, that’s not exactly true, we do the beginning of fairytales, not the ending.”

“What does that mean?” I frowned at him, not liking the look on his face.

“Do you remember when we met in the club?” His fingers grabbed a piece of my hair and he pulled me towards him. “You were so innocent, so in need of a Prince Charming, so in need of me.” He grabbed my hips and pulled me towards him.

“I wasn’t in need of you.” I shook my head and pushed away from him.

“Your hair is so silky and smooth.” He pulled it up to his nose and sniffed. “Lavender petals.”

“What?” I stepped back.

“Your hair smells like lavender petals.” He stepped forward and pressed his face against my chest. “And your skin smells like rose petals.”

“Please stop.” I pushed him away and his eyes looked hurt.

“You didn’t say that the other night.”

“I made a mistake.” I pushed against his chest. “You’re not the one I want.”

“You need to hurry up and leave.” He sounded angry as he grabbed my arms and pulled me towards him. “You need to leave now before you can’t.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I said loudly.

“Evie.” The door banged and Tyler’s voice was angry. “Open up.”

“Leave Evie.” Grant implored at me as he stepped back.

“Tyler, I’m in here. Grant locked the door.” I shouted out, scared by Grant and not sure what he wanted to do to me.

Grant shook his head as I spoke and he leaned forward. “Tyler said he wasn’t playing my game, Evie. He didn’t say he wasn’t playing any games at all.” He grabbed my head and I could feel his breath in my ear as Grant whispered, “The game has changed, Evie. This game is about more than a threesome. This game is about everything.” He pulled back and opened the door and Tyler burst into the room.

“What’s going on?” Tyler looked furiously between the two of us.

“I was just telling her that I’m still open to a threesome if she is.” Grant smiled and licked his lips. “It could be fun.”

“There will be no threesome.” Tyler spat out, his face tense. “What are you playing at Grant?”

“I don’t know, Tyler. What am I playing at?”

“You think you’re funny?”

“No, not funny.” Grant shook his head and looked at me and mouthed. “You need to leave.”

“We’re going to let you sleep Evie.” Tyler frowned. “You’ve had enough activity today. We’re going to let you sleep. We’re not going to the club tonight anymore. We will go tomorrow. And Grant and I are going to talk tonight.”

“Oh okay.” I offered him a weak smile. “Good night.”

“Good night, Evie.” Tyler kissed my cheek and stepped back.

“Good night, Sleeping Beauty.” Grant said softly and slipped out of the room quickly. Tyler followed after him and closed the door behind him. I stood there for a few minutes wondering if they’d locked me in. I tried to open the door and it turned easily. I peeked into the hallway and realized that I could leave if I wanted to. I could walk out of the doors and forget that this had happened. I could remove myself from this situation, but I didn’t want to. For all the craziness, I felt more alive than I’d ever felt in my life. I was going to wait. I was going to wait and see what happened. I wanted to know Tyler’s story and I wanted to know what was going on with Eugenie. I walked to the bed and lay down and closed my eyes. The room was still filled with light, but I didn’t think it was odd that I was going to bed while there was still daylight. Nothing about this situation felt odd anymore. I turned over and stared at the door. I didn’t even jump when I saw the door open slowly. I didn’t jump when I saw the eyes peeking in. I didn’t ask who was there. I just turned over and waited to see what was going to happen. My body was still throbbing and waiting for a climax. I was hoping Tyler would join me in the bed to finish what he started, but then I heard the door closing and a lock turning. I knew what it meant. My opportunity to leave was now gone. I was stuck in this room for the night. All by myself. There would be no visitors and no lovemaking tonight. And after I thought about it, I was glad for it. Tonight I needed to sleep and get my wits together. I had a feeling that tomorrow was going to be a crazy day.

Chapter Three

I walked into the bathroom the next morning and closed the door, my heart pounding thinking about the day ahead. I wasn’t really sure what was going on. Were Tyler and Grant playing me? Was this some sort of test? I was about to take my clothes off and go into the shower¸ when I heard a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” I called out, hoping not to hear Grant’s voice. There was no vocal response just another knock on the door. “Who is it?” I said again and there was another light knock. I tried the handle and someone had unlocked it because it opened slowly. I saw Eugenie standing in front of me.

“Come.” She looked around frantically and grabbed my hand and yanked my arm. I followed behind her and she looked into the corridor carefully before running with me to a room down the hallway and pushing open the door.

“Hurry, come with me. We’ll be safe here.” She whispered as she locked the doors. “No one can get in.”

“I don’t know if this is a good idea.” I put my hand on the doorknob.

“There are things you need to know before you decide to move forward.”

“Move forward with what?” I looked at Eugenie again, her face looked different today. It wasn’t as pale and white as it had been the day before. She had on a full face of makeup and she didn’t look as scared. In fact, she looked positively radiant. It didn’t make sense to me that she could look so scared and ethereal one day and radiate confidence and beauty the next.

“Tick tock goes the clock.” She said again and I wondered if she was crazy. Either she was crazy or I was. At this point in time, I wasn’t sure which one was the most true.

“What did you mean when you told me one is good and one is bad?” I questioned her, not bothering to ask her about her tick tock goes the clock comment.

“One sibling is good and one is bad.” She spoke slowly, looking around anxiously.

“They’re brothers?” My jaw dropped. “No way, they can’t be brothers.” They did both have blue eyes, but they looked nothing alike. Grant was dark and mysterious, like some unknown Greek God, where Tyler was blond and Viking-like. Both men were strong and handsome, but both were unique and independent. I refused to believe that they were brothers. It would make everything so much sicker.

“I’ve said too much already.”

“Eugenie, please.”

“Cain and Abelita. Evil and good.”

“So they are brothers? Is that what you’re saying? They’re brothers?” I frowned. “And wasn’t it Cain and Abel? Who is Abelita?”

“No.” She bit down on her lower lip. “I can’t say anything else.”

“You’re confusing me.” I grabbed her shoulders. “I need to know what you’re talking about. I have a test tonight. They said they’re taking me somewhere. To some club. Where are they taking me? What are they expecting me to do? Tyler said I’m to give him a lap dance, while Grant watches, but what does that mean? Does it mean that they want to see if I’m willing to have a threesome? Is that what they really want?”

“Tick tock, tick tock.” She giggled. “Tick tock goes the clock.”

I stifled a sigh as I stood next to her. Eugenie acted like a child and I didn’t understand why. There were many things I didn’t understand and I was starting to think that I was going crazy.

“What are you going to write?” She suddenly turned to me, with an angelic smile and serious eyes.

“What?” I wasn’t able to stop myself from showing my irritation.

“What are you going to write?” She asked innocently.

“Write where?”

“In your journal.”

“What journal?”

“The one he’s going to make you write.”

“What are you talking about?” I gazed at her. “Who is going to make me write a journal?”

“You read my journal right?”

“No, I read your letters remember? I didn’t see a journal.”

“I didn’t write the journal because I wanted to.” She continued on as if I hadn’t said anything.

“Huh?” My heart started beating faster.

“I wrote it because I had to.”

“You had to?”

“I didn’t mind at first.” She shook her head. “Not until he tied me up.”

“Tied you up?”

“He likes to use chains and rope.” She looked at me with wide eyes. “He has whips and…” Her voice trailed off. “I shouldn’t say anything else.”

“Did he hurt you?” I asked her softly.

“Tick tock, tick tock. Tick tock goes the clock.” She said again and I stood up and put my fingers in my ears to ignore the sound.

“Open the door, Eugenie. I want to leave.” I mouthed the words to her slowly and she finally opened the door for me.

“Don’t tell them you saw me. He’ll be angry.”

“Who’ll be angry?”

“Cain.”

“Which one of them is Cain?” I was angry and I grabbed her shoulders. “Speak English to me Eugenie. I need some real answers here.”

“It might be different with you.” Her eyes widened. “You’re different.”

“What do you mean? How am I different?”

“He, he might like you.” She chewed on her lower lip. “You could be different.”

“Why are you still here?” I stared into her eyes. “I can help you leave if you want. We can work together and leave. You’ll be safe.”

“No.” She shook her head. “That’s not the game. That’s not how it goes.”

“Then how does it go?” I asked softly. “How does it go?”

“It’s the journal, the journal is the sign.” Her eyes glazed over. “He reads them. He wants to know everything. He needs to know everything.”

“Who?”

“You like one more than the other, don’t you?” Suddenly she appeared to be lucid again. “I’ve never seen that before. You like Tyler.” She nodded and appeared pleased. “You’re not dumb, are you?”

“I don’t like Tyler.” I shook my head.

“He never slept with any of the others.” She mouthed to me. “Not even me.”

“What do you mean?” My heart started racing. “I thought this was something they both did together.”

“Grant’s the cruel one. He gets off on it all.” She held my hands. “He’s sadistic, he likes the pain and the pleasure. They’ll take you to a club.”

“What club? The club I’m going to tonight? Is that what you’re talking about?” My brain was working furiously. “So Tyler is the good one?”

“I think you’ll be my salvation.” She said suddenly, her eyes blazing as she stared at me.

“So Grant is the bad one?” I asked her desperately.

“Go now. They’ll wonder where you are.” She looked upset all of a sudden. “Tick tock goes the clock.”

“What does that mean?” I frowned.

“You know you’re caught in the game when you hear the tick tock.” She whispered softly. “Tick Tock goes the clock.” She pushed me towards the door. “Now leave.”

I left the room, feeling disoriented and shaky. How had Eugenie known that I liked Tyler more than Grant? And what had she meant by saying I was to be her salvation? Was she counting on me to help her get away? If so, who was keeping her here? And why? If Grant was Cain and Tyler was Abel, did that mean that Grant was the evil one and he was doing things behind Tyler’s back? How could they both believe that Eugenie was dead? Obviously one of them knew the truth, but then why lie? Why pretend she was dead. It didn’t make any sense to me. And even more importantly, I wanted to know what was going to happen at the club. What was the test and what had I gotten myself into?

***

“There you are.” Tyler’s voice boomed from behind me and made me jump.

“Hey.” I turned around and smiled weakly, scared my face would give away my secret. “I was just going to shower.” I looked away from him, my mind still on what Eugenie had said.

“Is that an invitation?” He grinned as his arms slid around my waist.

“Not really.” I shook my head.

“Let me show you something.”

“What?”

“The best way to get clean.” He grinned and grabbed my hand. “I’m going to show you the best way to shower.”

“But you just showered.” I touched the top of his head. “Your hair is still wet.”

“That’s not the only thing I want to be wet.”

“You want your legs to be wet as well?” I joked and he laughed.

“Yeah, I want my legs to be wet with your cum.”

“Tyler!”

“What? You asked.” He grinned and opened the door to a room I hadn’t been in before. “This is my room.”

“Wow.” I looked around the room in surprise. It looked nothing like the rest of the house. There was a giant king sized bed in the middle of the room with a white duvet. The windows had large bamboo drapes and there was a huge vase of flowers on a large vanity. “I like your room.”

“It’s not all black and grey.” He nodded and closed the door behind him. “That surprises you, doesn’t it?”

“Well, I was thinking it would be navy blue.” I laughed. “Or deep purple.”

“I don’t do purple.” He laughed and I watched his face transform into a boyish look. “My sister loved purple though. Purple and pink were her colors. I remember when I had to paint her room half pink and half purple, it looked awful, but she loved it.”

“That was great that you did that for her.”

“I’d do anything for her.” The smile left his face. “Come, let’s shower.”

“You were being serious?” I followed him into his all-white bathroom.

“I never joke about showers.” He lifted his t-shirt off and leaned into the shower stall and turned it on.

“I’m glad you take cleanliness so seriously.”

“Cleanliness is next to Godliness.” He pulled his boxers off and winked at me.

“I don’t think God approves of you having threesomes with strange women.”

“Then say some Hail Mary’s for me.” He grinned. “Please.”

“Well, now you said please.” I laughed and my breath caught as he stepped forward and pulled my top off.

“I missed you last night.”

“You’re the one that left me.”

“I wanted to give you time to think.”

“Think about what?” I held my breath as he pulled my panties down.

“How badly you wanted me inside you.”

“You’re full of yourself.”

“I’d rather you be full of me.” He pulled me towards him and crushed my breasts against his chest.

“What do you have planned for tonight at the club?”

“A lap dance.” He kissed me softly as his hands squeezed my ass.

“That’s it?”

“Is that ever it?” He grinned.

“What else?”

“I want what Grant never got.” He bit down on my lower lip and I cried out as he lifted me into the shower with him.

“What’s that?”

“I want a full lap dance.”

“A full lap dance?” I asked him in confusion, as the water scalded down on my skin.

“Think back to the night you met Grant.”

“Yeah, so?” I thought back and it hit me. “Oh.” I’d stopped the lap dance when Grant had taken his cock out and asked me to rub up and down on him naked.

“Oh, indeed.” He grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed it across my breasts. “I want him to see what he missed.”

“Why?” I whispered.

“So that he knows that you’re mine.” He pushed me back against the wall. “So he knows that there is no chance for him. You give me what you deny him.”

“Tyler.” I groaned as he lifted me up.

“Wrap your legs around my waist.” He said roughly and I felt him guiding his cock inside of me.

“Oh!” I screamed as his cock entered me hard and fast. I held onto his shoulders tightly, my body slipping down the wall. “Tyler!” I screamed again, as he lifted me up slightly and adjusted my body again. “Oh, oh, oh.” I cried out as the water ran down our bodies. My breasts were bouncing against his chest as he entered me fast, his cock sliding in and out easily as I felt my pussy trembling. “Oh!” I screamed again as I bit down into his shoulder, my body convulsing on him as I came, hard and fast.

“Oh, Evie.” He groaned and stilled as he came inside of me. We stood there for a few seconds before he placed me back on the floor and we continued washing off silently.

“It’s never been like this before.” He said softly as he got out of the shower and opened a towel for me.

“I’m sure that’s what you say all the time.” I said awkwardly, but then remembered what Eugenie had said. She’d said that he hadn’t slept with any of the other girls before. How had they had threesomes if he hadn’t slept with them?

“You were stupid to come here you know.” He sighed as he wrapped me in the towel.

“Why?”

“You didn’t know what would happen.”

“I still don’t know.” I said honestly. “But you’ll protect me from Grant, won’t you?”

“Of course I will.” He kissed the top of my head and held me close to him, but a voice entered my head and shouted at me.
Who will protect you from Tyler, Evie? Who will protect you from Tyler?