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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
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I got what I wanted. Got what I paid for.
But once Monroe starts dating a handsome billionaire, I can’t stand it.
It drives me crazy. I decide it’s too much to handle.
I arrive at her door and demand another chance. But I’m not sure if she’ll give me one.
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Slate

The office was a paradise while Coen and Simone were away. They spent a week in the Bahamas, somewhere remote where he didn’t even have an internet connection most of the time. That prevented him from flooding my email with updates.

It was nice.

I tried to enjoy the calm before he returned—with the devil on his arm.

I wondered how long she would play nice before she showed her true colors. Would she stick around for at least a year just to make it seem like their marriage was real? Or would she waste no time and get rid of him in just a few weeks?

The sooner, the better in my opinion. Once the truth was out, Coen would know I had his best interests at heart—and I tried to warn him.

Max walked into my office a moment later, his folder tucked under his arm. “Haven’t heard from you in a while.”

“You can just call.”

“Yes, but you need pictures. I’m not sending that over email.” He set the folder on my desk. “The line of eager girls just keeps getting bigger and bigger. What’s the holdup?”

A single woman was the holdup. “We’re going to have to put this operation on hold for three months.”

“Three months?” he asked blankly. “Why? You keep putting this on hold over and over. What’s the problem?”

I paid him, so I got to be the one to ask questions—not the other way around. “It doesn’t matter. But I’m not taking new clients for the foreseeable future.”

“Does that mean you have one client in mind?”

I was sleeping with the same woman over and over again, a woman so vanilla, but she tasted so sweet. “Yes.” The last woman I had committed to was Simone, and that ended up being a mistake. I didn’t consider myself to be committed to Monroe in the same way, but I was definitely monogamous.

“So is this just three months?” he asked. “Or do you think it may be indefinite…”

It couldn’t be indefinite. I didn’t want to lose Monroe, but I didn’t want to marry her either.

“Because I need to find a new client if you’re retiring.”

“I’m not retiring. I’ll keep paying you.”

“Until you decide in three months?”

There was no decision. This thing I had with Monroe couldn’t last forever. Hopefully, I would grow tired of her in three months—and then I could let her go without regret. Maybe she was just a drug I needed in my system until it started to poison me. Or maybe it was going to turn me into an addict. “I’ll let you know in three months, Max.”

I was at my place when she called me.

“Hey, sweetheart.” I sipped my scotch as I stood at the window and looked at the city. Now that fall had officially arrived, the colors of Central Park were beginning to change. The leaves were once deep green and vibrant, and now they were showcased tones of yellow and red.

“Don’t sweetheart me,” she hissed.

I smiled, knowing she had figured out what I’d done. “I wish I could see your face right now. You look so cute when you’re mad.”

“Trust me, I don’t look cute right now.”

“I doubt that.”

She growled into the phone, but even that sounded cute. “I told you I didn’t want your money yet.”

“And I didn’t give it to you.”

“But you went behind my back and paid off my loan.”

“I didn’t go behind your back. And you’re welcome, by the way.”

“That’s my financial business,” she countered. “So yes, you did go behind my back.”

I knew she wouldn’t take my money up front, so I took matters into my own hands. “I just saved you six thousand dollars over the next three months.”

“But that wasn’t the deal.”

“What’s the problem?” I asked. “Were you planning on leaving before the three months are up?” I drank from my glass again and let the ice cube touch my lips.

“I’d like the option…”

The idea of her wanting to leave didn’t please me. I thought we were both in this for the next three months, to see if it went anywhere, if it could go anywhere. “And why would you like the option?”

“Just in case my heart starts to get crushed.”

I would never hurt her—at least, not on purpose. “Well, now you have to see it through.” I’d successfully caged her, made her a prisoner without her consent. She couldn’t pay back the money because it’d been given directly to the bank. Now she had to earn her freedom.

“That worked out for you.”

“And it helped your motivation.”

She turned quiet, still angry with me but not angry enough to hang up the phone.

“How was your day?” I asked, trying to change the subject.

“I’m not in the mood for chitchat.”

“Just in the mood to yell at me?” I teased.

“Yes. Now that I’ve done that…I’m gonna go.” She hung up without saying goodbye.


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Cherry Popper Read online Victoria Quinn (Cherry #1) http://www.books2020.com/cherry-popper-1-read-online-victoria-quinn Wed, 27 Nov 2019 01:57:33 +0000 https://www.test123.demo2.xyz/?p=3374 Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Cherry Series by Victoria Quinn
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
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They call me the Cherry Popper. Because there's only one kind of woman I like to screw.
Virgins.
I pay top dollar for the experience. And sometimes women don't want me to pay at all.
I get off to their tightness, their tears. I get off to the drops of blood on the sheets. All men have fantasies...I just happen to be rich enough to fund mine.
When Monroe comes into my life, she has a hefty student loan that she can never pay back. On top of that, she's responsible for paying for her mother's cancer treatment...even though she lost her anyway. Suffocating in debt, she doesn't have many options.
Except one. To sell her virtue to the Cherry Popper.
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Monroe

It was that time of the month.

Bills.

I dreaded picking up the mail in the lobby of my apartment building because that was the only thing waiting in my box. Bills and pizza coupons.

The pizza coupons were the only thing I had to look forward to.

Because I was definitely eating on a budget.

I sat at the kitchen table in my apartment and opened each envelope.

The first was a bill for my student loan for my undergrad. The second was a bill for my masters. The third was a medical bill. And then I had to worry about the other essentials, like electricity and water. After deducting all my bills from my paycheck, I was left with a hundred bucks.

I had to survive for the next two weeks on a hundred bucks.

Jesus Christ.

I stared at the papers around me and felt the hopelessness inside my chest. The reason I’d gone to college was so I could have a good job someday. Now I was a marketing executive for a clothing company. I had a great salary and benefits. But the job was in Manhattan, so I had to live in the city—which cost a fortune on its own. With all my other bills, I was broke. I was living just to pay bills at this point.

So much for the American dream.

I would move out of the city and commute, but I couldn’t afford a car. I couldn’t even afford a down payment on one. I could move to Brooklyn or Queens, but having a decent apartment was the one luxury I wanted to maintain.

But if I wanted food, I’d have to give it up.

And I did like food…a lot.

I hated to sit around and feel sorry for myself, but tonight, that was impossible. This would be the next twenty years of my life, working to pay bills. I would work forty hours a week just to come home and eat crackers, sleep, and then do it all over again. I didn’t even have enough money to go out on the weekends. I would never find a guy to spend my life with because he would run the second he heard how much debt I had.

And I couldn’t blame him. I would do the exact same thing.

“You aren’t going to order anything?” Cindy sat across from me at the table in the deli. We both worked in the same office, so we took our breaks together at the same time. She worked in accounting.

“Not hungry.” I just sipped my water and thought about the crackers I would eat at my desk when I returned.

“Are you sure there’s nothing wrong?” she asked. “You’ve been down all week.”

Because I was drowning in debt. “Do you have a roommate?”

“Uh…yes. Why?”

“I’m looking for a roommate. And a new apartment. I just can’t afford my place anymore.”

“I have three roommates, actually.”

“Three?” I asked incredulously. “Are you in a townhouse?”

“No. Two-bedroom apartment. Two girls per bedroom.”

Oh my god, they were like rats. “Seriously? What do you do when you bring a guy around?”

“Go to his place,” she said. “There’s just not enough room there. Only one bathroom.”

That sounded like a nightmare. “How much do you pay in rent?”

“A thousand.”

My jaw dropped. “You pay a thousand dollars for that?”

She nodded. “It’s all I can afford. How much do you pay for yours?”

“Two thousand…but it’s too expensive. I can’t swing it anymore.”

“What are you talking about? You must make at least $70,000 a year.”

“Yeah…but I have a ton of student loans. Even if I were only paying a thousand dollars in rent, I would still be drowning.” I left out the part about the medical expenses, which I would be paying off until the day I died.

“That’s too bad,” she said. “I had a friend who was in a really tight spot. She was so desperate, she sold her virginity to Slate Remington.”

I heard every word she said, but it took a few seconds to actually process it. “She sold her virginity…? People still do that?”

“Yep.” She picked up her sandwich with both hands and took a bite. “And she got a fat check for it.”

“How much?”

“A hundred thousand.”

My jaw dropped again. “He paid that much for it?”

She nodded. “That’s his thing. They call him the Cherry Popper.”

“That’s his thing?” I asked. “So, he does this on a regular basis?”

“That’s what I hear.”

The guy sounded like a huge douchebag, even if he paid well for the product. He was probably some rich asshole who had so much money he didn’t know what to do with it—so he spent it on pussy. He could buy whores, but instead, he wanted something cleaner. But despite how much I despised it, I could really use that money… It would take away a good chunk of my debt. “What’s his name again?”

“Slate Remington. You don’t know who he is?”


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