Book Title: Bought by the Billionaire
By: Simone Leigh
She Got More Than She Bargained For…
Student Elizabeth works in a dead-end hotel job to makes ends meet. But she dreams of a better life.
When she foolishly decides to shower in the penthouse bathroom of one of the hotel guests, it has consequences she did not expect.
A BDSM, Billionaire, Erotic Romance
Excerpt
Chapter One
It’s hot; stuffy and hot. I load my cleaning cloths and sprays onto the cart and push it along the corridor. It’s a high-class hotel and normally it’s very comfortable working here, but the air-con isn't working properly and so my daily job of room cleaning is very uncomfortable today. I take the elevator up to my next room, the penthouse suite and unlock the door. It is a stunning room, bright and sunny, and when I cleaned it through the day before, it smelled pleasantly of the occupant, a mixture of expensive aftershave and a musky male scent. The scent still lingers, in stark contrast to my own clammy and sweaty odor.
I consider the owner of the aftershave for a moment as I open the window to let sunshine and fresh air in. I saw him leaving a few minutes ago, so I know I am clear to clean the room. He was dressed smart casual, wearing an expensive jacket with a loose linen shirt; perfect in this heat; and tight black jeans cut to flatter his noticeably male physique. He strode down the corridor with a bouquet of beautiful red roses, a briefcase, and a gleam in his eyes. Despite the briefcase, he did not look like a man with work on his mind.
The room is clean and tidy, needing almost no work. In the office, I empty a wastebasket by the desk and dust the desktop. I make up the bed in the room I can access. Some of the rooms are locked. I am supposed to do everything - all the work, every time. Vacuum the carpet, clean the bathroom, dust all the surfaces, wipe the windows, but the room is so clean already that I think I can skimp.
I decide it is good enough and go to check the bathroom. Again, it is immaculate.
Why am I doing this?
I am hot, sticky, and tired, and working for minimum wage at a job I only took a few days ago to help me through my university studies. Already I hate the work, but I need the money.
The shower looks so inviting. Temptation wins. I kick off my shoes and quickly unbutton my tightly cut blouse. I immediately feel better as the cool air washes over my sweaty, glistening breasts. Unhooking my low-cut black bra, I drop it on my blouse and then unclip my hair. It is far too warm to wear my hair loose, but now freed, it cascades red and silky to my waist. Wriggling out of my short skirt takes only a moment, and my moist and sticky panties follow. I turn on the shower and step into the beautifully tiled enclosure.
The water feels wonderful on my skin and hair, coursing over my arms, breasts, and belly, taking the heat, sweat, and fatigue with it. I stand, stretching luxuriously in the warm stream, with the needles of water massaging me.
There is a click and the sound of a key in the lock.
I freeze. Here I am, stark naked, in the shower of one of the hotel guests. Has he brought his date back to the room?
Oh, God! What is his girlfriend going to say when she finds a naked woman in her boyfriend's shower?
Frantically, I turn off the water and reach for a towel, wrapping it around my naked torso to dry off as quickly as possible.
Oh, God! Oh, God. Oh, God…
Please don’t let him come in here.
The bathroom door clicks open and the guy walks in. He has his back to me, but everything about him says pissed off. Has something gone wrong with his date? Still turned away from me, he almost rips off his jacket, hanging it up by the bathrobes. I can see him fiddling irritatedly with his tie as he slides it from around his collar and then hangs it with the jacket. He takes a couple of steps towards the mirror which has misted over from the warm shower.
He pauses, apparently noticing the steam and the misting for the first time and starts wiping the mirror with one hand. As the view clears, he sees me in the reflection, standing behind him, wrapped in a towel in his shower stall. He starts, then whips around, looking at first furious and perhaps alarmed, but then relaxing as he registers my complete harmlessness.
"I'm sorry. I was so hot. I'll go now..." I stammer.
"Oh, no need to be so fast," he says, grinning. "Finish your shower. Is there anything you would like to tell me?"
"Please don't tell anyone. I'll lose my job."
He smiles. "Is that right? Yes, I suppose it wouldn't look good, would it? Maid caught using guest facilities." He steps forward, still smiling. He really is very attractive, with deep blue eyes against tanned skin, and tall. "Are you going to make it worth my while not to tell anyone?"
One finger hooks itself around the top of my towel. ..
Meet Simone Leigh
Simone Leigh: writer of intelligent, romantic steamy fiction. Her series, ‘The Master’s Child’, won the 2019 ‘Page Reaper’ Readers’ Choice Award in the BDSM & Ménage categories. Part One of the series, her steamy thriller, ‘Target’ (FREE Download), won the Reader Voted #BestBook Award in the ‘Inks and Scratches’ Summer Splash Book Awards. Although English, Simone has lived in Spain for the last few years. Here, she divides her time between working on her tan, decorating her beautiful villa, writing hot Romance and Thrillers, and swimming naked. According to one recent internet troll, she is 'Beyond Redemption'…
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