Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361

Then he shoved his cock back into my mouth, and I licked him clean, sucking him dry, swallowing every last drop, my eyes on his the whole time, because I knew that was what he wanted and I intended to give him everything he wanted and more.

When he was satisfied, he pulled out, tucked himself away, and looked down at me with a smile that did not quite reach his eyes.

“Get up,” he said. “I have a very important job for you today.”

I got to my feet, my legs unsteady, my pussy sore and aching, my face sticky with his cum. I was waiting for it, the payment, the way he had paid the first time, and I wondered, as I stood there naked and marked, why he had not offered it yet. Whatever job he had in mind, he should at least pay me for this one. But I did not say that. I just stood there and watched him.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cheque, and he threw it at me. It fluttered through the air and landed at my feet, and I bent down, still naked, still marked, and picked it up.

I stared at it. Fifty billion. A cheque for fifty billion dollars, made out in my name, the zeros lined up in a row so long I had to count them twice to believe it.

I should have been ecstatic. Instead, I frowned.

“Why a cheque?” I asked, holding it up. “I prefer wire transfer. You know my account. Put the money directly in there.”

Emerson shook his head slowly, like he was explaining something to a child. “The money is too big to be transferred directly into your account. It would raise too many flags. You will be off this island in a week, and then you can cash the cheque at any major bank and the funds will clear.”

I opened my mouth to thank him, the words already forming on my lips, but he held up a hand and cut me off.”

“You have not earned the money yet.”

I went still.

“I have a lot of friends on this island,” he said, his voice easy, conversational, like he was discussing the weather. ” Big men. Powerful men. And I have told them all about you.”

My stomach dropped.

“As long as you do not embarrass me when I take you to meet my friends,” he continued, “and as long as you remain obedient until the day is over, the fifty billion will be yours.”

I swallowed. The thought of making this amount of money in a single day filled me with a happiness so bright it nearly blinded me, but underneath it, curling in my stomach like a snake, was another feeling. Dread.

Emerson was unpredictable. I had learned that much. He gave money like candy one moment and turned cold as stone the next, and I had no idea what he considered embarrassing, what he considered obedient, what he considered acceptable. As I watched him walk out of the room, I wondered what exactly I needed to do to keep from disappointing him, and the wondering was worse than the knowing would have been.

I shook the thought off. I had more pressing concerns, namely the fact that my pussy was throbbing and sore and in desperate need of attention. I walked to the bathroom, ran a bath, and lowered myself into the hot water with a hiss, letting the heat soothe the ache between my thighs while I stared at the ceiling and thought about what was coming.

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It did not matter what he asked of me. It did not matter what his friends wanted, what they did to me, what they took from me. I would do it. I would do anything. I would make a deal with the devil himself if it meant getting the money I needed for my revenge.

There was nothing I wanted more than to destroy Celeste. And there was nothing I would not do to achieve it.

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