Free Meeting Mr. Mogul: A Billionaire Contemporary Romance by Mel Ryle Page A

leave. My father insisted that I should go and express my gratitude to Alexandra personally. With that said, I kissed his forehead and went on my way. The ride back to my place had me thinking of tonight’s event. I knew for sure he would be there. He was her brother after all.
    A few blocks away from my new apartment, I stopped dead for a second then smiled. Terry was sitting on his motorcycle, looking like a killer model with his leather jacket and slick dark hair gelled up. I half ran towards him and called his attention.
    “Terry! You’re here!” I exclaimed. I had texted him the address before I left the hospital. I didn’t know he would be here that fast.
    “I did tell you I was coming,” he stated with a smirk as he stepped away from his ride. “So, here I am. Now, show me your new crib,” he continued once I reached him.
    I smirked and gave him a quick hug. “I miss you already,” I stated as I tugged his arm, guiding him towards the entryway made of clear glass.
    The creamy, ivory lobby immediately caught Terry’s attention. He whistled in appreciation as I guided him towards the elevator. The receptionist looked at us with a strained smile, her eyes on Terry. I softly chuckled at her reaction and walked faster towards the elevator before I could ruin her fantasy.
    It didn’t take long for the elevator doors to open once we reached my floor. Terry whistled and shook his head in awe when he saw the hallway. I snickered at his reaction and told him to keep walking. When I stopped in front of my apartment door, I took my time opening it. Terry let out an exasperated sigh, which made me chuckle in amusement.
    “Can we get on with it?” he asked irritably.
    I laughed at his impatience and opened the door. He sure didn’t wait for me to invite him in. He burst inside and scanned the room in appreciation. He almost gasped when he finally saw the plasma television in the living room.
    “Can I move in with you?” he asked absentmindedly as he caressed the television.
    I laughed at his actions and slumped down on the couch. “Where is Andrew anyway? I thought you’d bring him along,” I asked.
    “He is held back by his job,” he answered as he sat down beside me. He turned his attention around the room, his eyes filled with awe. “I can’t believe this is one of the job perks. If I only knew,” he stated softly to himself.
    I lightly punched him in the arm and laughed at his words. After a few seconds of silence, I stood up and looked down at him. “You can’t stay long today, I’m sorry. I have to go somewhere this evening,” I said grimly. He noticed my tone and tore his eyes away from of my television.
    “Where to?” he asked, his voice filled with curiosity.
    “A party,” I answered in finality, not wanting to add more details to it.
    “What party?” he probed, raising his eyebrow at me and ignoring the tone of my voice.
    I sighed dejectedly, then gave him a sad look. “Ms. Maxwell invited me to a party tonight at their mansion,” I admitted and let out another sigh.
    There was a short moment of silence as Terry looked at me with wide eyes. “Are you for real?” he asked, stunned.
    I looked at him and nodded. Terry continued to hold my gaze before whistling in admiration. “Wow! I can’t believe how quickly you made it to the top with the A-listers,” he said with a snicker, his eye twinkling in amusement.
    I shook my head and grinned back. “I haven’t. Don’t worry,” I said as I walked away from him towards the bedroom. “Can you keep yourself company while I change? I don’t have much time until someone picks me up.”
    “Who is picking you up?” he asked suggestively, the end of his lips twitched into a smile.
    “No. It’s not who you think it is. And I have no idea why you would even think that. Not in a million years,” I said with conviction as I opened the door of my new room. “Can you keep yourself company, please—and don’t destroy anything! Turn the