The Billionaire Who Hated Me... Until I Stole His Heart

"We couldn't stop staring," he breathed seductively into my ear.

I felt nauseous! I wanted to push him far away from me, but I couldn't. This was the reason I was here in the first place.

I was desperate.

I was about to do the unthinkable for my grandma. She was all that I had, and she was going to die if I didn't do this.

"Uh-huh," I whispered back in the most sensual voice I could muster, despite the revolting feeling deep in my tummy. "I bet you weren't just staring. You've had wild thoughts with me in it."

Yuck!

The bald, middle-aged man with a protruding belly smiled at me, exposing brown teeth with patches of tar. The taller man wasn't any better. He wore a white shirt with dark patches under both armpits. The zipper of his trousers was down. Honestly, I didn't even know why. He reeked of dirty sweat. If not for the dimly lit room, he would have seen the disgust on my face.

They had their suit jackets hanging on the long couch in the VIP section, where they'd been staring at me from.

Jessica didn't tell me it would be this terrible. She was the one who suggested the idea when I came to her. She'd told me that they were regulars and she believed one of them had won the lottery, so they'd been spending loads of money on the ladies they met here at the bar. The dancers and strippers were all talking about them.

I downed another shot of vodka, squeezing my face as the liquid burned my throat. This was my fifth shot, and I wasn't stopping until I stopped feeling disgusted with what I was about to do.

"Easy there, baby, it burns," the taller man said, taking a strand of my hair and twirling it around his fingers.

I visibly gagged, covering my mouth immediately to stop myself from spewing on these men.

"See, I told you to take it easy," the tall man said in a seductively soft voice, before bringing his hand down to my back and beginning to gently rub circles.

Worse! Worse!

That's it. I couldn't do it. With the way I was feeling, I could probably die before daybreak.

"Remember Grandma," my stupid brain whispered. "She's all you have."

I shut my eyes tightly and inhaled several breaths before turning to both men and giving them the brightest smile my darkest existence could release. They both smiled back, nodding their heads approvingly.

"Well, why don't we finish this beautiful meeting in our hotel room? We have more ladies coming in, so we'd have a mini, wild party," the potbellied man said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I nodded my head vigorously. It was more about trying to expel the dread crawling up within me than agreeing to what he was saying.

"I think you should know this too. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met in