Free Under His Control (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Alexa Davis Page B

door.
    “Yes you can.   You
just have to make him think you want him like you want this story.   Guys can’t resist a woman who makes them feel
desired; now go get him!   Your career
depends on it!”
    Alyssa gave me a shove through the door and next thing
I knew, I was in a crowded nightclub surrounded by handsome men and sexy women,
all drinking, talking, and dancing to the pulsing beat of the music.   I felt awkward and out of place, but Alyssa’s
outfit must have done the trick of transforming me because no one looked at me
like I didn’t fit in.   In fact, all the
glances I got were clearly looks of lust and appreciation from the men and
jealousy from the women.   It helped boost
my confidence and gave me the courage I needed to follow through with my plan.
    I spotted Dante easily.   His dark wavy hair was combed back in a sexy
style, and the gray suit he was wearing by Dolce and Gabbana was tailored to
show off his tall, muscular physique.   A
small cluster of women were fawning all over him by the bar, and I knew I’d
have to do something to stand out if I wanted him to notice me.   The question was what?  
    As I was standing at the edge of the bar trying to work
up the courage to get his attention, a guy with short cropped hair and bulging
muscles came up to me.   “Hey baby, I’m
Craig.   What’s a fine thing like you
doing all alone?   What do you say I buy you
a drink and we go back to my place?”
    “No thanks,” I smiled politely, but he ignored me and
ordered a couple of drinks from the bartender.   He handed one to me, clinked my glass with his in a toast and said, “To you
and me and one night stands.”
    “No thanks,” I said again, this time without the smile
and set the glass pointedly onto the bar without taking a sip.
    “That drink wasn’t cheap, and I don’t want it to go to
waste.   I suggest you drink it down and
then you and I can have a little fun on the dance floor before heading back to
my place.   What do you say?”
    The beefy brute grabbed my arm with a painfully strong
grip, and I felt my heart start to pound.   Picking up my glass, I said, “I’m not cheap, either, and I don’t think I
should go to waste with an asshole like you.”
    I threw the drink towards his face, but Craig was
surprising agile for a man of his size, and he dodged to the side, causing the
drink to splash all over the back of the customer behind him.
    “You stupid bitch!   You’re not worth the hassle.”   Craig
glared and stalked away to harass some other poor girl.  
    Blushing furiously, I turned to the innocent man whose
suit jacket I had just ruined with my drink, crying out, “ I’m
so sorry!   I was aiming for that guy next
to you!”
    When he turned around, I realized with horror that it
was none other than Dante himself.   He
took off his wet jacket, then grinned at me and said, “That’s alright.   Usually a woman has to get to know me first
before she throws a drink in my face, but in your case, I guess I can make an
exception and do it the other way around.   I’m Dante Devereaux .”
    “I’m Natalie Jacobs.”   I held out my hand to him.   I could still feel my cheeks flushing bright
red.   This night was already a
disaster.   How could I seduce a guy by
pretending to be sexy and confident, when I’d already proven to him that I was
a spastic klutz?   I decided I’d be better
off just being myself.   Smiling at him
apologetically, I said, “I can pay to have that jacket dry-cleaned.   Well, actually the entire suit or the slacks
will fade at a different rate than the jacket.”
    “Why, Miss Jacobs, are you trying to get me out of
pants?   We just met!” Dante said in mock
offense, clearly teasing me.   The joke
made me giggle and he grinned congenially and said, “I knew I could make you
laugh.   Have a seat and I’ll buy you a
drink to replace the one you didn’t seem to like.   Then you tell me what happened that caused
you to give me a