The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  Playing pool was his forte. It was also one way to get ladies' hearts and before he even started some sexy agents flirted with him. But most of them are in a relationship with the men that he's playing pools with. He wanted to keep it cool and to focus on the beautiful woman who looked very simple and hid in those glasses and tight ponytail. 

"I'm sorry darling," He grinned at the agent who was pouting at her. "I don't want to get involved with your boyfriend." 

  The woman's boyfriend laughed so hard as they did that secret handshake. 

"So, how are you going to win Miss Porcher's heart if you keep flirting around?" The agent from the district one asked. He thought for a while and shrugged. "We are flirting with you because you said you wanted to win her." 

  They glanced at Miss Porcher. Half French and half Swedish. That makes her beautiful. He doesn't know why he's so attracted to her. Maybe because she has that strong sex appeal or maybe he wanted something else than skinny girls. Mostly, he loves curvy women. After thirty minutes of playing pool, he approached the bar counter and sat on the stool just beside the beautiful woman. 

"Can I have an ice tea please…" 

"We have sakura ice tea… would you like to try?" The barman asked. 

"Sure," he nodded his head, and then he turned his body to Miss Porcher and grinned. "So, not drunk yet?" 

  She looked at him and although it was just a glance, it looked sharp. Now, that's sexy. 

"You make me aroused, do you know that?" He suddenly asked, which made her brows creased. Then she laughed and shook her head. 

"Don't be funny, Agent Viper." 

  The barman was grinning while Viper was trying to flirt with her. Then, he gave the sakura ice tea and he sipped on it. 

"You don't want to get drunk tonight?" he asked. 

"Nope. I dream of a lewd dream about her." He said and sipped on the straw. "It's very painful, you know." He turned to Miss Porcher. 

"What?" She asked innocently. 

"Dreaming of someone that rejected me all over again. It's painful here." He pointed to his chest. "But the most painful one was having erotic lucid dreams." 

  The barman laughed as Miss Porcher flushed in embarrassment. She shook her head and swigged the glass of martini. 

"I am out of here." She turned back but he held her arm. 

"Have another drink, my treat again." 

"No." 

"This time, I suggest you drink ice tea rather than any alcohol." He smiled as she turned to him. 

"Fine, I have the sakura ice tea." She faced the barman as the man gratefully made her drink. 

  He sipped on his ice tea and glimpsed at her beautiful face. She doesn't wear heavy make-up but only dark lipstick. He bet that light lipstick looked good on her, however, he prefers a bare face. 

"Stop staring at me." She frowned at her. 

"I just can't keep my eyes off you." He said. "Your accent was beautiful too." 

  The barman turned back after he served the ice tea. He was grinning and somehow, he learned a lot about Viper's advice when it comes to hookups. 

"So, can I take you back to your suite?" He asked. 

"No." 

"Come on," He shrugged. "I won't do anything unless you say so." 

  She glared at him and finished half of the ice tea. She slipped off from the barstool and reached for her purse. She went directly to the bathroom. She took a long time from there and so he followed her and waited outside. She came out, looking groggy. 

"I think you drank a lot." He said. He already noticed that she's been drinking hard. "So, heartbreak or something else?" He asked as he offered his arm. She held on to it and reached her head. 

"I'm just stressed. That's all." 

"Hmm," 

"Then, I will escort you." 

"It's fine. I will call a driver." 

  He walked past the agents who were gaping and they started cheering. Miss Porcher has no idea that they were cheering for them. He only winked and walked normally to escort her. The valet arrived with his car and he thanked him as he opened the door for her. She stopped and looked at him. 

"Hey, don't worry. I will escort you safely back to your suite." 

  She hesitated because she looked completely wasted. He put her seatbelt on as he removed his jacket and put it over her lap like a real gentleman. He closed the doors as the agents inside cheered him up. He winked at them and saluted, then he hopped to the driver's seat and drove out to the residences that are twenty minutes drive from the bar. The headquarters was like another rich city. It has bars, malls, grocery stores and penthouses, and apartments. 

  Shortly, they arrived in the penthouse building where his flat was just on top of her apartment. He escorted her to the door. 

"Come in." She grumbled. "Lock the door when you are ready to leave." She said as she gave the coat to him. Then, she went directly to her room. 

"Okay." 

  He looked around and the atmosphere smelled feminine. He walked around to the kitchen, took a glass of water, and drank on it. Now, he's ready to go. But that's it? He was quite disappointed. However, the way to the woman's heart is patience. He nodded his head as he decided. He was about to leave when suddenly a loud thud from her room. So, he rushed to the door and knocked. 

"Are you alright?" He asked. He could hear her cursing. "I'm going in." Worried, Viper went directly inside and found her in the open door of the bathroom, sitting on the floor and wincing while on her robe. He approached her and helped her up. "Are you alright?" 

"Fuck, no." She was creased when she got up. 

"Do you have a sprain or something?" He asked as he knelt and checked her leg. 

"My butt hurts and my head." 

"Did you hit your head?" He looked up at her. 

"I'm fine. Sorry for taking your time." 

"Nah, don't be sorry. I am free." He smiled at her, almost grinning. She groaned and looked away. "I'll get you some hot patch." 

  She gave him direction on where to get it. So, he quietly leaves her room and searches for the hot patches and other first aid. Shortly, she came out of the bathroom, fresh from the bath, only had a towel around her body and he prepared the hot patches. 

"Thank you." 

  He smiled at her and admired that damp auburn hair dripping down to her bare shoulders. She looks like a hot mess and there are a few freckles on her arms but overall, she's flawless and has that glass skin. He wanted to grab her and just kiss her. But if he do such a thing without her permission, that would be sexual harassment and an act of lasciviousness. 

"Do you need anything else?" 

"No." She said, "Thank you." She took her robe, turned back from him, and put it on. 

"Okay," He said as he turned back and picked his coat. "Call me if you need anything else." 

  She didn't say anything and he walked toward the door. 

"Why?" She suddenly asked. 

"Ha?" He turned his head a little. 

"Why didn't you do anything to me? Isn't it what men would do after they escorted a wasted woman to their house?" 

  Viper was puzzled for a moment but then he grinned as he faced her. 

"Darling, I don't do sexual harassment. Don't worry. You are safe with me. I won't do anything unless you say so." 

"Right," She scoffed and shook her head. 

"Not all men are the same." He pointed to the hot patches. "Water and hang-over medicine are there. Just in case you didn't make it." He winked at her. "Good night, darling." 

  He turned back and grinned as he left her penthouse. He punched the air as he walked toward the elevator and started whistling a song. Just before he entered, his phone rang and he stopped. Then, he pulled out his phone and grinned when it was her. He answered it quickly. 

"You missed me that much?" 

"I need help." 

"Okay?" He turned back and then stared at her keypad. "What's wrong?" 

"Both of my feet are cramping. I can't move." 

"Okay… uh, what's the code." 

"3-3-4-8-9-1-0" 

  He entered it and then he quickly rushed to her room. She's currently sitting on the floor with her legs stretched out. She breathed in and out as he quickly dropped everything on his hand and he scooped her from the floor that made her wince. She wrapped her arms around him and he gently put her on the bed. 

"The hell! Both legs?" He asked. She nodded her head and he sat down and started massaging calves down to her feet. He looked up at her and she seemed to be tearing, probably from the pain. "Should I take you to the hospital?" 

  She shook her head and he continued massaging her. She winced multiple times, moaned in pain. He went through that for an hour until she's calm. She lay flat on the bed and stretched her legs. 

"Thank you. I owe you three times now." 

"Don't worry about it." He winked at her. "Should I stay just in case other things happen?" He grinned. 

"Well," She hesitated. He reached for her hand and kissed it. 

"I'm kidding.. I live up there and call me if you need anything."