Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty novel Chapter 9

In the twilit darkness of the room, Fleur's beauty shone like an enticing floral bloom. But Olivier remained unreadable.

His languid posture portrayed a dull unaffectedness in the dark, immune to any probing eye.

He spoke up after a while.

"Well then. I suppose if you've prepped yourself all this way, even going so far with your pillow, you would be prepared to be humiliated as well."

Fleur said nothing.

"As you wish then," Olivier grunted. "Get out."

......

Back in her room, Fleur did not find herself feeling humiliated at all. Everything was coming along just as she predicted, including how quickly Olivier had sent two million dollars her way immediately after sending him that picture.

"Meow," Lulu called, appearing from some hidden corner. It nestled in Fleur's lap.

Fleur turned off the lights and laid down, stroking its fur.

Ten minutes later, an engine revved outside the Night Villa. 

Olivier Martinez exited the building.

A man could only have one reason to be going out at this late.

Two minutes later, Odette called.

"What?"

"Come over, you'll want to see this for yourself."

......

The Stunning Club's parking lot resembled a luxury car festival, though it had only been founded half a year ago.

When Fleur arrived, she recognised the Toyota Land Cruiser that belonged to Olivier.

She did not see him anywhere in the club, instead, she saw Odette at the bar in a spaghetti strap dress, hair around her waist with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of wine in another. She was looking sexy as ever.