The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (books to read now .txt) 📖

                But before Amberleigh’s own mind go down the rabbit hole even further, her objective made a sharp turn down an narrow alley which had her scrambling to follow. Here we go, she thought, expecting him to knock on an obscure door any minute.  The back entrance to some illegal operation no doubt.  Discreet, low- key. But he cut through the alley and walked back out onto the street. A short cut it seemed. He knew exactly where he was going and had been this route many times it was clear, as even she didn’t realize this particular short cut. And she knew the city, and many of the men in it, rather well.

                She paused at the exit of the alley and peered out.  Grayson stood waiting to cross the street. It shouldn’t have surprised her that the billionaire did what he pleased, not waiting for the signal to cross.  He made the rules, he didn’t fucking follow them. He jaywalked across the intersection during a break of traffic and Leo would certainly not be pleased. At least he had hit the light, because she got to cross lawfully, while she watched him approach a huge ass old church.

                The church was the kind which was as old as Jesus, sprawling, imposing, with a gothic beauty to it. Like the kind you had to buy your way in, or at least have money to attend. The upkeep on the place costed a pretty penny after all. It was like a castle really, with those towers which kissed the Heavens, mean looking gargoyles perched to keep watch, and stained glassed windows which would be a vandal’s wet dream to take out.  Scenes depicting Jesus as a chubby baby in his Mama’s arms and then her all holy like praying as her eyes looked towards Heaven.

                She had never gotten the impression that the Godwin was much of religious man, yet now he was walking across the courtyard of the Basilica Of The Scared Heart Cathedral. There was a lot she didn’t know about this man. Perhaps he was headed to confess his sins? Or maybe he had less Godly intentions entering the house of the Lord? Maybe a pretty church secretary waiting for him? Would he show that kind of disrespect and fornicate in a church? Not that Amberleigh had much room to talk where the matter of fornication was concerned though.

                But it wasn’t the church or a pretty parishioner the billionaire entered, but rather the graveyard behind the looming structure. By the time she made it inside the churchyard and took cover behind a small mausoleum, he’d already reached his destination. She watched Grayson down on his knees, not giving a fuck about his expensive suit, wiping off the black, marble headstone before him with a silk handkerchief. He took great care cleaning off the stone, before he removed some dead flowers from silver holder near the headstone. He replaced the wilted stems with the fresh bouquet.

                Amberleigh bit the inside of her cheek and felt like a total ass. Like a total uber bitch, especially when Grayson leaned back on his haunches and peered at the grave before him.

                                “Hey big brother,” the billionaire said, “Long time no see…”