Womanizer (A Standalone Novel) (A Steamy Alpha Billionaire Romance) (6 page)

“Yep,” Ronald said as he looked at Kaitlin. “Ok.”

Ronald turned and went back to his apartment.

After I had
closed
the
door,
I could see that Kaitlin had started to
get dressed. Another surprise. Was she really going to just leave? I couldn’t
fucking believe it.

“Are you leaving?” I asked.

“Yeah, my girlfriends said they are going out dancing. Can I get your
number? I’ll call you sometime.”

I gave it to her. This girl was my kind of fuck. She didn’t want anything
and knew exactly what she wanted. I definitely wanted to keep her number
around. Maybe I’d want to fuck her again in the next few days before she left
town.

I walked her out and she kissed me quickly as she left. The simplicity of
out fuck was perfection I thought as I got into the shower.

Chapter 9

Another day of work and I was ready to clear my head. It was funny that
work actually cleared my
head as
it
did,
though. There was something soothing about
the numbers and noise that came from being back at the office.

I skipped my morning gym visit and decided I would spend an extra long
time there after work. Instead, I grabbed a coffee and made my way into my
office where Mike was waiting for me.

“Jesus, Evan, who was it last night?”

“What?”

“You look like shit.”

I decided not to tell Mike about Alicia and instead keep his focus on
Kaitlin. He didn’t need to know I was going after Alicia. He wouldn’t approve
of it because the practice was highly illegal. No one that had inside knowledge
about a trade was supposed to purchase during an IPO. My plan was to have as
much inside knowledge as possible without officially crossing the border over
into illegal territory.

My information gathering had to be kept on the down low and I really
couldn’t get too involved with Kaitlin. Which probably wouldn’t be an issue
considering how fast she dropped me at eh Nightly Sinner bar.

“Well, I did meet a nice southern girl and her friends out at the bar
last night,” I said.

Mike stopped in mid step.

“And her friends?” he questioned.

It wasn’t out of the realm of possibilities that I would have more than
one girl. I had told Mike about a cute group of three that I had brought home
one time. But that had cost me a lot. The three of them were wild and knocked
over at least $20,000 worth of accessories around my condo. I think they
actually enjoyed screwing each other much more than any of them wanted to admit
to. There had been a moment when I was just standing there and looked over the
three of them playing with each other on my bed. They didn’t look like they
needed me at all. Of course that didn’t stop me from joining them.

A bed full of blondes was never something a man should turn down, even if
they were paying an awful lot of attention to each other’s pussies and minimal
attention to my cock. It was an enjoyable and memorable night for sure. Every
now and then Mike would bring it up and I knew he wished he was single.

“I only brought one blonde home this time,” we both laughed.
 
“But it was a long night.”

“
Man,
your life is the shit. I love
it.”

“
Hey,
do you know anything about
these new
IPO’s
? I really need to do some
research today,” I said as I changed the subject.

“No man. That’s above my pay grade. I just execute the sales I’m told to.
That’s why they pay you the big bucks.”

Mike leaned back into one of my chairs and put his feet up on the desk.
His life was much less stressful than mine, that was for sure.

I had hundreds of people who counted on me to invest their money and make
them the biggest return possible. If I did poorly, I certainly heard about it
from them. If I did well, they would invest more and more money with me. I had
to do well.

My ability to make a living each and every day depended on how many
people gave me their money to invest. It was essential that I set a reputation
for myself as someone who would treat their money as my own and help them reach
their own personal financial goals. The only way I could do this was by being
damn good at what I did.

Researching every purchase had become second nature to me. But for some
reason I found it hard to look at Alicia’s company with a blank slate.
Everything I had found on her and her company looked picture perfect so far and
that was a sure sign that something was rotten. No company ever looked picture
perfect. There was always that one aspect of the company that didn’t do well,
or that one person on their executive committee that got arrested for prostitution.
There was always something. I needed help finding what that something was for
Alicia’s company.

“I need someone to help be research. Anyone around here that you would
suggest?” I asked Mike because he had his ear to the ground and always knew
what people were doing.

“Rebecca is the best.”

I couldn’t help but smile at Mike’s statement. She was really good in
bed, but I didn’t really know what she did around the office.

“Hmm, alright. I’ll ask her if she would like to do a side project.”

“You’ve fucked her, haven’t you?” Mike said accusingly.

“What? I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about,” I smiled and
walked Mike toward the door of my office.

“Jesus, Evan, is there anyone in this office you haven’t fucked yet.”

I had opened the door already and Natasha handing me my morning stack of
papers.

“Me,” she said with a wink.

“What?” Mike said confused as he looked at Natasha and then back at me.
“You haven’t? How is that possible?”

“He’s not my type,” Natasha said as she grabbed Mike’s tie and pulled him
toward her.

His face was priceless as she let him look into her eyes. Her huge, fake
breasts pressed up against him and I knew he had a hard on from hell because of
her.

Then she pushed him away and laughed as she went back to her desk. She
was one wicked bitch. That’s why we worked so damn well together.

“
Oh,
Christ. That woman,” Mike
mumbled as he went back to his office.

I threw my papers onto my desk and went to find Rebecca.

I hoped that she was the person I needed. I had actually been searching
for someone to help me with my research lately, there was just too much for me
to do alone. It was a sign that I had
built
my fund up large enough to expand. Soon I would have several people working
with me who did research on up and coming companies, companies to sell and
other companies we should buy.

Devon Macintosh was one of the guys I idealized in our company. He had
started like me on the floor and was now managing one of the biggest stock and
equity funds in our whole organization. He had eight people working under him
and from the outside it looked like he spent most of his time golfing and not
much time in the office at all. The next step for him was going to be totally
freelancing things and leaving our company for his own fund management company.
It was just a matter of time.

The problem at that moment was that
 
I didn’t really know where she worked. I always ran into her in the
elevator and I didn’t exactly know which part of the office she was in. I went
to the elevator but couldn’t find her so I went back to Natasha.

“You know that girl Rebecca at all?”

“No.”

“
Yes,
you do the one with huge tits
that I banged awhile ago.”

“No. I have no
idea.”

God Natasha could be a bitch sometimes.

“The plus-size girl that is always flirting with me. You know, Rebecca.”

“Evan, I have no idea who you are talking about.”

I stormed off to Mike’s office.

“Mike, where does Rebecca work?”

He came out of his office and pointed to the far corner of the building.

“Thank you.”

Finally,
I had some direction. I made my way over there and
looked through the cubicles until I found Rebecca’s desk. She was hard at work,
researching something and analyzing sales charts.

“I need your help,” I said as I looked
around
her cubicle.

Her eyes lit up and I felt a twinge of guilt for using her crush on me
for my own benefit. But I quickly got over it.

“Oh,
alright
. What can I help you
with, Evan?”

Rebecca had turned toward me and leaned over her desk. It was just enough
that her voluptuous breasts sat there teasing me. Perhaps I would give her
another night of fun if she was able to help me out with this research I
needed. I certainly wouldn’t mind having her fluffy breasts wrapped around my
cock again.

“The new IPO ALL Warren Clothing, do you know anything about them?”

“Sure, Alicia Warren, 30 years old, graduated from Illinois State
University. What else do you want to know?”

I was impressed with her off the cuff knowledge about a company that was
just now going to be public. I certainly needed someone like her around to help
me with my investments. Natasha was great at getting me what I asked of her,
but she wasn’t interested in stocks and certainly didn’t know a damn thing
about any of the IPO’s that came along.

“I need to find what’s wrong with the company. Everything looked pretty
perfect when I looked at past public financials. Can you help me with some
research?”

“I could, but how much? I don’t want to do anything illegal.”

Oh no, Rebecca was a
rule,
follower.

“Nothing too intense. I just want to know more about the people working
there. The board members, anything that looks a little weird.”

“Sure, but you’ll have to do something for me,” Rebecca smiled and I
thought for sure I’d get to have those tits around my cock again.

“Sure,” I winked at her.

“Great, I have a birthday party at my family’s house this weekend and
they are killing me about not having a boyfriend. Come be my boyfriend for the
weekend.”

I swallowed hard.

“Your boyfriend?”

“Not for real, just put on a little show so my mother can calm down.”

I really didn’t want to be anyone’s boyfriend for a weekend, but it
seemed harmless enough and I was interested to see what kind of research
Rebecca was able to find on Alicia’s company.

“Alright, but just one night.”

“Great, I’ll pick you up Saturday morning.”

We continued to talk a little about the information I needed and how she
could legally obtain it. Rebecca was extremely concerned about the legality of
the research so I didn’t want to give her too many ideas. I didn’t want her
thinking that I was willing to do any sort of illegal research, although I
doubted she would care if I was the one doing it.

She promised to have all the research she could by Saturday and I walked
away stunned. I had just agreed to be Rebecca’s boyfriend at a family event. I
hated families. I didn’t even really like my own family.

If only my clients really knew how hard I worked to get them more money.
I think most of them had this idealistic view of what I did as easy. It was
hard work. I spent all day
everyday
working on what the next big buy was going to be and ensuring the current
portfolio continued to have high earners. There was never any rest for me. It
was constant and my clients had no idea.

My goal was to someday not need to manage other peoples money. I wanted
to be at home investing in my spare time and golfing all the rest of the time.
Traveling had also been something that interested me.

Technically I could quit my job
anytime
and start investing from home, but I needed more of a nest egg to get started.
I needed a few million, like twenty million, in the bank before I would feel
comfortable going out solo.

That might seem a lot of money to some people, but in Manhattan, twenty
million dollars could be gone with one single condo purchase. I, of course,
wouldn’t want to blow my money. I would invest it in a wide variety and watch
it grow. I could easily live off the interest and not have to worry about money
ever again.

As I watched the news about the market from my desk in my office, I
remembered that Alicia was going to
be at
the stock market closing that day. She would get the ring the closing bell and
I needed to take the opportunity to see her again.

For the rest of the
day,
I tried to
focus on my actual
work
while I
constantly stopped to think about Alicia and how much I had thoroughly enjoyed
our date. I could still see the nap of her neck as she pressed her hair out of
the way. I could still feel her skin under my lips as I had kissed her neck. I
could still hear her slight moan when my warm mouth made contact with her cool
skin.

When it was time for the closing
bell,
I hurried down to the trading floor to see if I could make an opportunity to
talk with her.

I had been a little surprised that she hadn’t called me at all during the
day
but chalked it up to her having a
long day with all her IPO meetings and things of the business nature.