Adora didn’t dispute that he’d insulted her. He stared down the length of her body, wishing she wasn’t wearing so many layers. Normally he dated women with fake tits, he’d even paid for some of them, but he knew Adora was all natural. Everything about her made his cock hard.
She was young.
“How old are you?” he asked.
“Why?”
“I’m curious.”
She rolled her eyes, and with her arms folded, he saw how defensive she was. “I’m twenty.”
He nodded. Picking up the fruit bowl, he held it out for her. “Want some?”
She shook her head.
“I’m not a bad man. I’m offering you some fruit.”
“I’m sorry for invading your home. I just wanted to pick my mother up.”
“Your English is impeccable,” he said. He’d tried to have conversations with Maria, who he believed was a little younger than he was.
“I’ve known no different. My mom’s tried to take lessons, but it didn’t take.” She shrugged. “I don’t mind. I’m fluent in both.”
She made conversation really difficult, and he found that she intrigued him. He usually didn’t even care about a woman’s name. She kept looking around his condo while waiting, and he saw the admiration of his décor, which he found interesting. She wasn’t looking at his stuff, but the structure. Every now and again, she’d tuck her hair behind her ear, but it wouldn’t stay there. She was nervous around him.
As he took another grape, any thought of the women he kept in his little black book slipped his mind. He’d intended to call a woman from the long list. Now, his focus was on Adora. He had to have her, at any cost. If Tobias was anything, it was persistent.
“Do you clean?” he asked.
She turned her attention back to him. “Sorry?”
“Your mother’s a cleaner. I was wondering if you clean as well.”
“No, not unless I’m helping her get home. Should I wait outside?”
He shook his head.
“You’re a little … underdressed, and I really should wait outside before I say something I’ll regret.”
“Again, you don’t have to.” He took a step toward her. “Unless I make you uncomfortable.”
She tensed up, and she shot him a glare. “I’m not uncomfortable. I don’t like the way you jump to conclusions.” She lifted up her sleeve, and he saw a simple black watch, the screen cracked, and he didn’t like it on her wrist. Making a note to buy her another, he reached out, and tilted her head back to look at him.
“I meant no offense. Seeing as I don’t know you, never seen you before, and you’re in my place, it was a natural assumption. Tell me now, what will it take?” he asked.
“I’m not interested in going on a date with you, or anyone. I’m busy with college and getting my life on track.”
“You’re in college?” He was surprised.
“What? You think a cleaner’s daughter can’t want an education?”
“Not at all. What are you studying?” he asked.
He should have known with the way she kept admiring his place. The elevator doors closed, and he walked back into his home, and went straight to his cell phone. Being the owner of the Bennett Corporation, he had a multitude of people and organizations at his fingertips.
Tobias gave one of his best investigators, a former FBI agent, Adora’s name, age, and even what she was studying, and within the hour he had every detail of her life at his fingertips.
Flicking through the files that were emailed to him, he stared at several pictures that had also been attached.
He saw her birth certificate, which stated “father unknown”.
Sitting back, he thought about Maria. She was a quiet woman, and stayed out of the way all the time, rarely making an appearance. Most of the time he imagined she was some kind of ghost.