Strangers for the Night (For The Night #1) (6 page)

‘You know I do, the limousine
driver’s already waiting downstairs and we can’t hold up your fathers’ jet.
I’ve had the most incredible night, Camilla. You really were a unique woman.’

‘Me too, you were … I don’t have
words.’

‘You should sleep, you look
exhausted.’

‘Thank you so much,’ I sighed. He
kissed my forehead.

‘The pleasure was all mine.
Goodbye, Camilla.’

‘Bye, Logan.’ I watched him walk
through to the inner lobby and he glanced back and flashed a megawatt smile
that Hollywood could bottle. ‘I’ll be seeing you soon,’ I called. Little did he
know how soon that would be. I watched his sexy backside as he disappeared and
the doors automatically closed behind him and felt some tears trickling down my
face. I’d never wanted anything as much as I wanted Logan. Why did he have to
be the one thing I wanted that Daddy couldn’t buy for me? I stamped my foot on
the floor and pressed the touchscreen on the wall and dialled security. If
Blaine worked superfast I could get the jet to turnaround and bring Logan right
back to me and he’d never leave me again.

‘Miss Domville,’ came Blaine’s
voice. He sounded nervous.

‘I need that recording now, I
need to stop him leaving.’

‘I … I don’t know what to tell
you Miss Domville, but … there
is
no recording.’

‘What!’ I uttered.

‘There’s no recording,’ he almost
whispered as I felt the blood in my veins reach scorching point.

‘You
what?!’
I screamed at
the system. ‘I was facing the damn camera, I played it
perfectly
.’

‘I don’t understand what
happened, I tested it back here in my office and had a clear view of the hot
tub and decking, but now there’s nothing.’

‘Fuck, fuck, FUCK, Blaine! I
swear if I could get you fired right now I would. Now I’m going to have to wait
months to book Logan to come back so we can try again.’

‘I don’t know what to say, I’m so
sorry, this has never happened to me before.’

‘Just tell me you have the recording
of me sucking him off for my own private use you damn imbecile?’

‘Miss Domville … I … it’s not
possible, I swear it isn’t, but that one failed as well.’

‘IDIOT!’ I screamed and grabbed a
marble carved Buddha off the oriental chest next to me and smashed the LCD display
to smithereens with it, then hurled it across the room at the plasma TV
breaking both items in one go. I’d never been so fucking furious in my life. I
grabbed anything I could see that I could smash, and hurled it against walls,
furniture and the floor until my arms started shaking in protest and I ran to
the master bed and threw myself on it and sobbed. Logan was
mine
, he was
meant to be mine. I couldn’t bear the thought of him taking another booking
before I could get him back here again. I wondered if I could get pregnant,
then tell Daddy it was Logan who knocked me up. He’d force him to come over
here and marry me, if he didn’t kill him first. Daddy would believe me over
Logan
anytime.
I sniffed back my tears and picked up my iPhone as it
buzzed. I had an email message. I sat up straight and wiped my tears and
smiled. It was Logan, I knew I’d got to him, he was still thinking about me. I
opened the message, beaming again.

My dear Miss Domville, I can
honestly say I’ve never had a night quite like it, it was a real eye opener.
I’m afraid I won’t be accepting any future bookings from you and should you try
to concoct another scheme to blackmail me as you tried last night, be aware
that I will have no hesitation but to defend my reputation by sending my own
recording, which has been safely backed up, directly to your father. I would
also suggest that you try being a little nicer to your father’s employees.
Should I hear that you’ve attempted to blackmail any of them again, I simply
press send. Try and be a nicer person Camilla, you might find that you actually
enjoy it. Yours sincerely, Stranger for the night.

My heart sank as I pressed play,
he’d somehow filmed us, so you could only see the back of his head in the
dining room, while he fingered me to an orgasm. Even worse, it was with sound
and he had my whole confession of my sexual history. The
devious
bastard.
As soon as it stopped playing the message vanished. I tapped my phone
frantically with shaking fingers, where the hell was it? It had disappeared
from my inbox and my trash, too. I screamed and flung the phone against the
calf leather lined wall and watched it shatter, along with my life as I knew
it.

I smiled as I strode out of Camilla’s suite. Thank
God
for the genius of Ian Smith. One call to him while Camilla was taking her
shower before breakfast and he’d hacked through the hotel’s security system,
located and wiped the bedroom recording from their system and confirmed that no
backup or copy had been made. He’d suggested playing her at her own game as a
form of insurance policy by using the video facility on my iPhone. I’d checked
it as I went to freshen up before taking Camilla to the hot tub and had emailed
it to him immediately for safekeeping. He text me to advise that he was still
in the Domville’s system and that there were two cameras set on the hot tub,
but he couldn’t tell me where. I realised that she was on to me, so played
along covering the original box hedge one, while Ian disabled the other before
we even stepped foot onto the terrace. I took the stairs down, figuring I
didn’t need any complications of camera recordings of me leaving the Domville
signature suite and headed across the lobby to where the same concierge was on
duty.

‘Good morning,’ he smiled.
‘Pleasant evening?’

‘I’ve had better. Please may I
have a pen, paper and envelope?’

‘Of course, Sir.’

I wrote a note to Antoine,
confirming my email address, advising him that all employees should no longer
have to worry about Miss Domville’s games, as I was in possession of a certain
item that would ensure her impeccable behaviour. I also advised him that he was
to contact me if ever there was such an incident again and thanked him for his
warning the night before. I sealed it and wrote ‘
Private and Confidential ~
Antoine
’ on the front.

‘Can I trust you to ensure that
he gets this?’ I asked as I handed Edward the envelope along with a $100 bill.

‘Certainly, Sir. Thank you, Sir.’

‘It’s in all employees’ interests
that he does, Edward. This holds the key to end Miss Domville’s reign here.’

‘Understood, Sir,’ he beamed with
a curt nod and held out his hand for me to shake. ‘
Thank you,
’ he uttered,
most sincerely, leaving me to deduce that he’d been tricked as well. I nodded
and headed outside to the idling Limousine.

I poured myself a large Cognac
from the decanter, after last night I bloody well deserved it. I’d never come
across such a manipulative, spoilt entitled bitch in my life. Having to fake my
desire for her when I finally twigged why she’d scripted the scenario in the
hot tub had been beyond difficult. I’d had to look at Summer’s photograph to
get any type of reaction from my cock before I’d returned to pick her up from
the sofa, and for the first time in my life I’d even faked coming. I sincerely
hoped that this was a wakeup call for Camilla. God knows she hadn’t had an easy
life, but that was no excuse for the despicable way she treated people. I
pulled my iPad from my overnight bag and opened my encrypted client files and
deleted hers immediately and added her email to my blocked list.

I swirled the brandy around my
mouth as my finger automatically clicked Summer’s file and I opened her profile
picture. Now
that
was a woman I was going to have absolutely no problem
faking it with at all. I was just gutted that our first time would be soft and
gentle, when I wanted to pound her harder than I’d ever fucked anyone. I wanted
to her my name on her lips as tears of ecstasy poured down her face. Worse than
knowing I should cancel our appointment and wouldn’t, was the thought that I
didn’t want to hear my pseudonym ‘
Logan Steele
’ escape her throat, I
wanted to hear my real name.

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