Sex with the CEO: A Billionaire Romance (The Midnight Collection Book 1) Read Free Page B

into her ear.

 
    Chapter 5
     
    “That girl,” Dexter whispered into Clara’s ear, “The one you’ve just sat down, would you be so kind as to ask her if she’d like to join me?”
                  Clara agreed and slowly made her way over to Annabel’s table. Oh my god , she mouthed. Annabel looked at her confused and shrugged, “What?”
                  “You’ve been summoned, that’s what,” Clara said excitedly.
                  “Summoned?” Annabel sipped her drink, “In what way exactly?”
                  “Dexter Slade,” Clara slid into the booth next to Annabel and nodded in the direction of Dexter who was now staring at them both. “One of London’s wealthiest men, he comes in here all the time and I don’t think I’ve ever seen him request the company of someone before.”
                  “He’s requested my company?” Annabel was confused, she giggled and shook her head, “Tell him no chance, not after the night I’ve had.” She sipped her drink and turned her head to look over to the bar, she was not in the mood for being made fun of.
                  “Seriously,” Clara said, “He’s just asked me if you’d like to join him…”
                  Annabel looked back towards the man and even in the dark she could tell he was handsome, the way the shadows caught his bone structure made him look dramatic and strong.
                  “I don’t care Clara,” Annabel shook her head again, “I’m not interested in being messed with tonight.” She smiled at her friend and reached into her purse for some lipstick. She applied it using her small little gold mirror that was a treasured gift from her grandmother and shook her hair out again over her shoulders . Requesting my company, who does he think he is? She was instantly annoyed by him and she motioned to one of the servers and asked them to bring her another vodka cocktail.
                  “I don’t really fancy telling him you’ve said no,” Clara said nervously, “He’s a very good customer here…”
                  “Oh really,” Annabel snapped, “So I have to sit with him so he’ll spend more money? And what exactly would that make me?” She was getting annoyed, not only had Clara convinced her to go on the truly terrible date but now she was basically offering her up as an incentive to get men to splash cash around the club.
                  “Calm down,” Clara said in a hushed voice, “I’ll just tell him you’re waiting for someone…” And she rose from the table and made her way back over to Dex.
     
    Dexter saw his pray looking agitated and wondered if the hostess had said something unforgiving about him. He recognised her, she worked in Vita every Friday and Saturday and Dexter had been a regular since it had opened a few months before. He had certainly had his fair share of women in there. He usually had a selection of pretty little blondes to choose from and he never went home alone. It was common knowledge around his circles and the places he frequented that he was a ladies man but even with his reputation he wasn’t used to being shot down. No one had ever said no to him.
                  “I’m afraid she is waiting for someone, Sir, but she thanks you very much for your invitation.” Clara smiled apologetically as she returned to Dexter’s table and began to pour him another glass of champagne.
                  “Well, while she waits…” Dexter said, “I’d love to keep her company.”
                  Clara felt her heart flutter in her chest with panic, she would have done anything to have a man like Dexter Slade ask to have her at his table and here was Annabel turning him down because she’d had one bad date.
                  “Bring her to me,” Dexter said, “ Now .”