Ruin The Billionaire

Jake.

The island was as exquisite as I remembered it, but there were a few improvements here and there. The island was fairly small. A fairly large percentage of it was covered in vegetation. There were a few small houses scattered all over it, but at the centre was the most important part of it. There was a large two story building with white walls and a bright green roof. It was surrounded by other small houses of the same colour. The resort had all the necessary amenities and was where most of the action took place.

From above, I could see that the weekend party had started. It was dark but there were bright lights everywhere. There were many people in the square behind the main building dancing to loud music, drinking, swimming, gambling and indulging in many other times of fun. My colleagues shouted as the jet started going down to land. Almost everyone inside was tipsy. As soon as the jet landed, we all tumbled out and left the steward to take care of everything.

We were already in party mood so we went straight to the party.

“We have new arrivals!” the DJ yelled after reducing the music volume. The crowd screamed and yelled while we got sucked in and started dancing immediately. Everyone in the crowd was rich, except some of the women. Women got transported to provide the fun whether they had money or not. As long as they were beautiful, it was a done deal.

Three women surrounded me as soon as I hit the dance floor. They were all so beautiful and I couldn’t make a choice so I decided to dance with all of them. Hopefully two of them would leave me alone.

These types of girls were only good for one night stands and nothing more. A lot of them were looking for a rich husband to marry them and give them a good life. Some were prostitutes willing to do anything for money.

These women could fake anything and knew how men wanted to be treated. If you were not using your brain, you’d end up as one of those men who fell in love and married them forgetting that you cannot turn a hoe into a proper wife. The biggest blunder a man could make was to end up getting married to someone who only wanted your money.

A few minutes later, a woman came to where we were.

“Get lost,” she told the other girls who immediately scampered away. My brows furrowed. Who was this woman? She looked very familiar but I wasn’t sure where I’d seen her. She was very tall, had brown hair, and a pretty face. She was skinny but had slight curves in all the right place. The bright red gown she was wearing fitted her like second skin.

“Jake Rylland,” she said. My name sounded very good coming from her lips. “I’m Ashley Kendall, a KM supermodel. It’s nice to finally meet you, Mr. Rylland.”From NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh, so that’s it. I was wondering where I’d seen you. I must have seen you on TV or a magazine.”

She smiled further. “I guess so. I’m one of the people in charge of getting the girls here. When I heard that you had arrived, I had to come and personally welcome you. You do not deserve trashy company, but the best. I hope you’ll have a better time now that I’m here.”

I smiled. “Definitely. I think I’ll have a better time, now that a real beautiful woman has joined me.”

“Come with me, let’s get some good drinks.”

“Sure,” I said as I followed her away from the dancehall. I couldn’t help but stare at her well-shaped behind. The way she swayed her hips signalled that she was enjoying the attention and wanted more of it. I could feel a certain part of me rising.

The inside bar was fairly empty since most people were partying outside. There were bout fifteen people inside the large bar. Some tables were empty. We choose one near the corner. Our drinks were served almost immediately after ordering them.

“When I heard that you were coming, I thought Heather would be with you.”

“Heather and I are no longer together.”

“Ohhh, so you’re a free bird now?”

I chuckled. “You could say so.”

“How did you deal with that pesky woman Lilith Hellman. She stopped writing trash about you. I’m not yet sure if I’m happy that she stopped. I actually loved seeing you on the news every day.”

When I thought about Lilith, my hard on weakened. I came to have fun. This weekend was supposed to get Lilith out of my mind.

“It’s a long story. Let’s not talk about her. I want to know more about you.”

I didn’t really want to get to know her as such. All I wanted was for her not to leave me alone. I was not in the mood of getting thrown back into the sea of strangers again, and really needed someone’s arms around me that night.

For about an hour, Ashley and I talked about ourselves. For the most part, I was listening. I realised that she was quite intelligent despite the field she was in. models were stereotyped to be blonde bimbos but when you actually spend time with some of them, you realised that they were just like regular people. Some were bright and others were airheads.

Eventually, we had too much to drink and left the bar. Ashley, who knew everything around the resort led us to where my stuff had been placed. We were both a bit tipsy. We laughed around as we headed there. As soon as we got inside, I pulled her close and started kissing her. It was nothing like kissing Lilly but it had to do. I needed to forget about Lilly and be with a woman who wanted me.

“Wait,” he said. “We didn’t pick up protection.”

“We can do without it,” she said.

Not a chance in hell. I had no interest in having babies with supermodels or treating infections from the kinds of women in Illistra Island.

“Okay, I’ll get the condoms.”

“Good girl.”