Sold Party Toy

Brittani takes the bait...
I had a three-day notice to pay rent or quit. The ad was the answer to my problem. Someone needed a party hostess for 24 hours on a private island. With my catering experience and model looks, I could get the gig.

But when I set eyes on the man about to fly me to the island, I realized I might have made a mistake. The tall, older, arrogant stranger didn't just undress me with his eyes, he used me right there on the pavement. Deviant desires seemed to radiate from him.
He pulled a black leather dog collar out of his pocket.
"Wait. You have to sign this before we do anything. Read it." He handed me a contract.
The wind swept a bottle down the runway and blew my skirt up. It was hard to read with his dark eyes looking right through my underwear and into my secret places.
"This is a mistake. I didn't know the ad meant ."
"You thought you were going to serve canapes on a tray?" He chuckled. "No, Brittani. You're the main course." His eyes worked me over again. "And you're perfect." He handed me a pen that probably cost more than my laptop. "Just sign at the bottom of the page. Full disclosure, full consent. That's the way I do business."
"Can I leave?"
"Of course you can leave. If you leave now. But you don't get paid if you leave. Once we get to the island, you're ours for 24-hours." He tapped the contract with his long finger. "When your service is over, I transfer $10,000 to your account and send you home."
"$10,000?" I choked on it. That was more than generous. I scanned the contract again. It had long, dense paragraphs of disclaimers and waivers but not much in the way of details. "I'll beokaywhen it's over?"
"You'll be okay." He smiled.
I liked his smile. I needed the money. I signed.
He put the collar around my neck and buckled it.

If you like dark short erotica, kinky alpha billionaires and no-entrances-barred hard-and-unprotected group interracial action with a white woman at the center, you'll love Q. Zayne's creamy story about Brittani's scary-hot visit to The Billionaire's Club. Click and get the adventure!

All characters are 18+ and readers should be, too, due to language and sexual content. If you're over 21, enjoy the dash of interracial BMWW romance sparked amid all the juicy action. :)

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