The Billionaire Wins the Game(28)

He’d never in his life felt jealousy before and was shocked by the emotion, at how it was tugging at his gut. They couldn’t be a couple. She was his employee and it wouldn’t work. He shouldn’t feel anything towards her at all but even after months he couldn’t stop thinking about her all the time, night and day.

He sat up a little bit straighter in his chair. He was going out of his mind, which would amuse his brothers to no end. He laid his head in his hands and waited for her to leave the office. He had no complaints with her work. She’d learned more and more each day and was doing an excellent job.

He’d entertained the idea of firing her but had thrown the thought out immediately. He just couldn’t let her go. Maybe he would be able to soon. Of course he would. He would get over his feelings towards her and be able to work with her, like anyone else, or he would have no choice but to figure out something else.


Lucas got up and decided to go out for a drink. He would find himself a nice distraction for the night. Any woman would be happy to come home with him. He was Lucas Anderson and never had trouble finding a date.

Even though the thought of any other woman besides Amy wasn’t appealing, he would just have to work through it. He knew once he stepped out he would begin to feel better and he was sure that some pretty thing would catch his eye, at least enough for one night.

Lucas went to a nice club he hadn’t been to for a while and sat down. He ordered a drink and was there for no more than five minutes when an exceptionally gorgeous redhead sat next to him. She gave him the look that said, buy me a drink and you can take me home.

He slammed his drink down before turning to give her his full attention, “can I buy you something to drink?” He placed all the charm at his disposal into his voice.

She rubbed her finger up his arm, “that sounds nice sugar,” She replied.

He bought her a few drinks and listened to her try and charm him for about an hour. He knew all he had to do was crook his finger and she would be in his car and coming home with him. He was trying to will himself to do just that and knew it wasn’t going to happen.

Lucas felt absolutely zero desire for the woman who had curves in all the right places and was showing them for all to see. “Thank you for your company this evening,” he said to her as he threw several bills down on the table. “I need to get going now,” he finished.

“In case you haven’t noticed the signals, baby I’m offering to go with you. Trust me, you won’t regret a night or more with me,” she purred.

Lucas just looked at her and then turned and walked away. He’d felt nothing for her. Normally he would’ve taken her home and accepted what she was offering. A no strings attached night of great sex.

The whole time he’d sat there all he could think of was Amy. She was soft and feminine, not trampy and brash. She was also the greatest sexual experience he’d ever had. How was that woman always so much a part of his thoughts?

He parked in his spot, immediately noticing Amy’s rig parked in her place. He was surprised by the feeling of relief washing over him at knowing she was home. Of course, that was short lived as he thought there could be a man up in her apartment with her.

Suddenly he had to know. He had to know if she was with someone, or if she was by herself. He knew if he was with her just one more night then he could get her out of his system. He needed to be with her again on his own choosing. He needed to take her again and then maybe he would realize it wasn’t as great as he remembered it being.

Suddenly Lucas was in a rush to get up to her apartment. She still hadn’t figured out the other apartment on their floor was his. He’d been very careful about coming and going at different times from her. He hadn’t wanted her knowing he was that close to her.

The doors opened and Fred looked up from his paper. “Hello Mr. Anderson. How was your day sir?” Fred asked, as usual.

“It was great Fred. Do you know if Ms. Harper’s in her apartment?” he asked, coming right to the point.

“Ms. Harper is currently in the pool, sir,” Fred told his boss.

“Thank you Fred, have a nice night,” he said, as he quickly turned towards the pool.

If she was already swimming, she must’ve only been out for about a half hour. That was a quick night out. He guessed she didn’t have as big of a social life as she wanted him to believe.

Or she could be planning to go out later when the real nightlife began. Well, she could put those thoughts on hold, he thought because he’d decided she was spending the night with him.

He went into the men’s locker room and quickly grabbed his swim trunks and changed. He was going to surprise his assistant since he’d decided he wouldn’t be spending the night alone.

Lucas came out of the locker room and stood unnoticed for several minutes as Amy swam in the pool alone. She looked phenomenal in her swim suit. It showed all her curves off to perfection.

He wanted to take her right then, but anticipation was all part of the fun. When she was swimming away from him he dove effortlessly into the pool.

He made little noise and Amy didn’t notice his entrance. She turned around and was making her way back towards him. He decided to stay in her lane and anticipated them connecting at any moment.

When she reached Lucas, she slammed into him and started sputtering water. “Oh, excuse me,” she said as she started to look up. When she noticed who it was she’d run into she seemed to freeze in place. “What are you doing here?” she stuttered a bit.