Free Undisclosed Desire: An Alpha Billionaire Romance: + bonus novel by Linnea May Page B

with me, but decide that I have displayed enough childish actions for this weekend.
    So I start typing.
    "Yes. That would make talking to each other easier, don't you think?"
    I hesitate for a moment before I hit send. If you ask me, it is his obligation to provide now, no need for me to be all sweet and begging.
    I put the phone aside and turn around, ready to continue my dish washing duties, when the phone beeps again.
    My hands are shaky when I pick it up this time.
    "Do you think that's the way to talk to me?"
    Damn. Okay, he does not take my sassy side well today.
    Another message pops up.
    "If you want to see me again, I need you to say it. And address me the proper way when you do."
    Address him the proper way?
    My cheeks blush when I realize what he is talking about. The dominant type, huh. I didn't know this sort of power play would be extended beyond the bed room.
    An excited little tingling inside me tells me that I like it. A lot.
    I quickly look around as if to check if there was anybody who could watch me. Ridiculous, of course. I am all alone. Yuka's curious eyes are far away and not concerned with me at the moment.
    And I would never have to tell her about this. I never will, I am sure.
    I am nervously biting my lower lip as I type my reply.
    "I would really like to see you again, Sir."
    Send.
    It is baffling to me, how exciting this is. So different from the way I usually act toward other people – and especially men. And so incredibly satisfying.
    This man makes me want to please him, serve him. And only because it gives me pleasure.
    This realization is only underpinned by the gigantic leap my heart takes when I read his instant reply.
    "Good girl."
     

CHAPTER XI
    Evan
                 
     
    That girl is in dire need of a good spanking. While I’m flattered to see how nervous I appear to make her, I’m also annoyed at her childish behavior. Calling me, not saying anything and then dropping the phone to the floor while laughing like an idiot? I’m not impressed.
    Although, I’m quite sure that the laughter I heard in the background wasn’t hers. The fact that she wasn’t by herself when she called me doesn’t make things any better, though. I don’t like to feel like I’m being made fun of, and this incident provoked exactly that kind of feeling.
    I was just about to leave home when she called. After finishing a leisurely breakfast on top of the hotel, I called my driver to bring me home, so I could change before I head for the office again. It’s the weekend, but work never really stops for me. Besides, I have nothing else to do, nothing else that I’m passionate about enough to devote my weekend to it.
    I don’t have time for silly games and decide to leave Nicky a message instead of calling her back. Who knows if she’d even be able to speak properly?
    I put the phone into my suit pants and leave the high rise building that has become my home and get into the black limousine that’s waiting for me outside.
    “The office, Sir?” my driver asks, casting me a quick look over the shoulder.
    I nod. I hardly have him take me anywhere else. Office, the occasional hotel, the penthouse, other people’s homes – and that club a few days ago. That was an exciting change, not only for me, I assume.
    My penthouse still feels a bit alien to me. I just moved here a short while ago and have only recently begun to decorate the place. Of course, I hired someone for that. Home décor is not part of my many interests and I prefer to leave these decisions to a professional. A woman.
    There has never been another woman at that place except for my interior decorator and I intend to keep it like that for a while. Privacy has become a rare good in my life these days.
    A short jingle coming from my phone announces that I received a text message. I produce my phone and feel my heart sink when I see the message. When I see that it is from Nicky and has a picture attached to it, I’m excited for a