The Perfect Billionaire Wants Me!

"Everyone please calm down, Ms. Caitlin has recovered today and she is ready to serve you again ...." The woman who always wears glamorous outfits is giving understanding to the patrons at one of New York's most famous nightclubs.

The club is not just for drinking and enjoying the tunes. But also, there is the most tantalizing part, which is providing services in the form of women.

Caitlin Georgina is one of the women who works in the nightlife as a prostitute. She is nicknamed the beautiful goddess of the nightclub. Because of her beautiful face and body that attracts men, they scramble to fuck Caitlin.

"Why are you just doing nothing? You should be wearing sexy clothes!" said one of the men who had just opened the door to Caitlin's room. He was a big man with tattoos on his body.

There was no answer at all from Caitlin. Because she was sick of having to serve men every night.

"Are you deaf?" Brams approached Caitlin with a fierce look on his face, but it didn't scare Caitlin. She was used to facing horrible things.

"Hey, don't get cocky just because you're a beautiful goddess in this club, don't get a big head! Remember, you're just the same as the women here. You're just as dirty!" Brams's big hand gripped Caitlin's cheek firmly.

"I just want to settle this and live in peace." Finally, Caitlin spoke up too. However, that was not the answer Brams wanted.

"After all the time you started it, you want to end it? What a fool you are! Don't let Madame Beatrice hear about it!"

Know what's worse? Caitlin's cheek was slapped so hard that it hurt all around. However, Caitlin, who had decided to leave the club, was unfazed by the slap.

"You have deceived me before! You said that you would make sure that my mom wouldn't suffer from her illness! But then you abandoned my mom and she died!" Caitlin shouted, with tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.

When Caitlin remembered her mother, her chest felt tight. She worked as a prostitute just to make a living so that her mother could continue to undergo chemotherapy for her cancer.

"You think I can't get rid of you? Don't just because Madame Beatrice likes you, you will become like this! You'll eventually be replaced by a woman more beautiful than your face!"

Brams's patience exhausted, he easily lifted Caitlin's slender body and walked towards the bathroom.

He threw Caitlin's toned body into the bathtub like an inanimate object. Turning on the water, the tub slowly filled with water.

His hands strangled Caitlin's neck and submerged Caitlin's face into the water.

"Tell me you're not going to do something stupid by leaving this club! You think I can't kill you?"

"My mind is made up! I want out of this damn place!"

"Damn it! Once a whore always a whore! No one wants a whore for a wife!" An angry Brams buried his face into Caitlin's again.

It was difficult to breathe as her face was in the water and her neck was being strangled very tightly. Caitlin was resigned to death now.

"What the hell are you doing?"

A loud voice from inside the room stopped his activity and Caitlin could breathe freely. She took a deep breath. She thought she was going to die!

"What are you doing?" asked Madame Beatrice in her glamorous outfit. Her eyes stared intently at Brams, "if you kill Caitlin, you are the next person I will kill with my own hands!" she threatened.

"Hurry out and take care of the visitors who want to play with the women!" she ordered Brams.

"Alright, Madame ...." Still holding a grudge against Caitlin, but he couldn't do anything about it. Because he was just mistress Beatrice's errand guy.

"What have you done to him to make him so angry with you?" asked Madame Beatrice as she lowered her body to be level with the bathtub Caitlin was sitting in.

"Let me get out of here ... I'm tired of being here."

A hard slap slid freely onto Caitlin's cheek. Madame Beatrice's hand grabbed Caitlin's hair to bring her head up.

"You think it's that easy for you to get out of here? After what I gave you? Here, you can eat freely and wear nice clothes! A commoner like you will never experience clothes like this!"

"Hurry up now and put on your clothes and go up to the stage to convince the visitors that tonight you are ready to serve them again!"

That was all Madame Beatrice said. After that, there was only the sound of water running into the bathtub and the sound of Caitlin's tears.

It had been thirty minutes since Caitlin had dressed sexily with her hair done up, and her face polished to a shine. And a white dress that molds to her curves.

She had to show herself on stage to prove that she was cured.

"Don't say anything that could harm you! If you do, I will not hesitate to kill you!" Brams warned Caitlin again. Then, he pushed her quite roughly to get Caitlin on stage.

The moment Caitlin appeared on stage, the boisterous voices from the front shouted with joy that the beautiful Goddess had recovered.

"I'd pay anything to fuck her!" shouted one man who was about 40 years old.

"Caitlin, choose me to be your bedmate tonight!"

Various voices shouted her name.

Meanwhile, there was an athletic and handsome man with a firm jaw and blue eyes. He was watching the girl on stage while sipping champagne in a VIP seat.

"Who is she?"

"She is the goddess of this club, Young Master. She is the belle of the ball for the men here. However, to be able to sleep with her, it's not easy to be drawn by Madame Beatrice. Or even if anyone dares to pay her a lot of money for just one night," explained one of the men who looked like a subordinate of the athletic man.

"I want to sleep with her tonight. Please tell Madame Beatrice that I will sleep with that girl tonight."

"Mr. Anthony? Isn't that wrong? Didn't you come here just to enjoy the music and drinks?"

"Yes, it was like that at first. However, I was attracted to that woman. I want to bring her to my knees."

"Well, Mr. Anthony ... I'll tell Madame Beatrice right now...."

Is Anthony going to fuck Caitlin tonight? And what attracted him to choose Caitlin?

"Caitlin, hurry up and put on those maroon lingerie! Tonight you hit the jackpot!" Mrs. Beatrice returned to her room with hurried steps.

Caitlin daydreamed as she looked out of her bedroom window, enjoying the view outside. She longed to be able to breathe free air without being watched.

"The clothes I'm wearing are good enough," she replied indifferently, her face not looking at Madame Beatrice at all.

Fed up with Caitlin's constant denials, Madame Beatrice approached her. Without permission, she tore off Caitlin's nightgown.

"Madame Beatrice!" Caitlin opened her mouth half-open, as her clothes were now torn.

"This is not worth wearing right now. Hurry up and put on your lingerie. I won't slap you tonight, because Mr. Anthony is going to fuck you!"

Although she wanted to slap the cheeks and mouth of the extremely arrogant Caitlin, Mrs. Beatrice had to restrain herself.

"I don't care."

Just as Mrs. Beatrice wanted to reply to Caitlin's words, the sound of a knock on the door stopped her from cursing Caitlin.

"Remember, serve him! He is our VIP guest!" she warned. After that, Madame Beatrice's voice no longer disturbed Caitlin's ears.

The sound of shoe steps rang clearly in Caitlin's ears. However, the blonde-haired girl had no interest in turning her face towards the back.

"Hurry up and finish in an hour. Because after this there are still many men who will fuck me." Caitlin said without turning her head towards him.

"I'll spend the whole night here with you. Not just for an hour. I've already spent a lot of money just to sleep with you."

Gosh, why was that voice so sexy for Caitlin to hear? She was very curious about the face of the man Madame Beatrice mentioned.

"Oh, so you are ...." Caitlin swallowed while staring at the man's god-like face. Perhaps God was smiling while sculpting his face. It looked so perfect.

"Do you know me?" asked Mr. Anthony. He approached Caitlin and lowered his body to be at her level.

He touched Caitlin's smooth cheek. Then, his fingers touched Caitlin's lips.

"Oh my God ... I want to make love to you!" said Mr. Anthony.

"Hurry up and take me to bed and get it over with tonight. I don't want to deal with a rich man like you," replied Caitlin who knew that this VIP guest was the CEO of a leading company in her country.

"No, there is no need. I'm not going to make love to you tonight. Even though I want to." Mr. Anthony carried Caitlin to the bed. She did not know what Anthony meant when he said that he would not fuck her.

"Then what do you want to do here? Don't waste your money on a whore like me, if you didn't come here to fuck me!"

Caitlin who was already lying on the bed looked up at Mr. Anthony who was sitting on the side of the bed. And his naughty hand moved towards Caitlin's thigh.

At that moment Anthony was smoking a cigarette. He smiled mischievously at Caitlin, then forced her to open her mouth and smoke his cigarette.

"How does my spit taste? Does it taste sweet?"

"Damn it. I'm not used to smoking!" Caitlin coughed as she was forced to smoke a cigarette.

"I want to make you my woman." Anthony took the cigarette from Caitlin's mouth and dropped it on the floor, extinguishing it by stomping on the butt until the flame died.

Anthony's statement made Caitlin laugh.

"Yes, go ahead, just think of me as your woman tonight."

Anthony's hand caressed Caitlin's most sensitive body, making the blonde-haired girl sigh.

"If you become my woman, I will fulfill all the facilities you need," Anthony said. While his hands played below. Anthony brought his face closer to Caitlin's neck.

The scent of mint and sweetness mingled on Caitlin's body. God, this was driving Anthony crazy.

"Your decision is until tomorrow morning. If you are willing to be my woman, I will take you away from this prison!"

Take her away? Wasn't that what Caitlin wanted right now to get out of this damn place? Was this her chance?

"Even if I leave here, I won't want to be anyone's slave anymore."

"Slave? Who would make you a slave?"

"I know exactly, rich men like you only want to use women as sexual objects."

Caitlin remembered when her mother was left behind by her father and did not want to recognize Caitlin as his child. Because at that time, her father and mother were not bound by marriage. And considered Caitlin as an unlucky daughter.

"Oh my God, Mr. Anthony, if you want to fuck me, hurry up, don't torture me like this!"

Not accepting Caitlin's accusations, Mr. Anthony deliberately tightened his hand movements on Caitlin's bottom.

That made the blonde-haired girl sigh with pleasure as she couldn't bear to be penetrated!

"I will not enter you before we commit! Remember, whatever you have in mind is not true!"

"Then leave it alone, I won't be swayed by your offer! My life is already complicated enough, I don't want to make it any more complicated!"

Caitlin's hand tried to push away Anthony's large hand, but it was in vain. The athletic man's strength was far greater than that of the slender Caitlin.

"Ah, damn!" Caitlin was in pain if Anthony kept rubbing his hand against hers!

Until Caitlin came to her senses. Her leg which could still move freely kicked Anthony's head, causing his nose to bleed.

"Shit!" Mr. Anthony felt dizzy in his head and also lifted his head to prevent blood from coming out of his nose.

On his wrist was a watch and he pressed one of the buttons. A minute later, there was the sound of a door opening.

Two large bodyguards approached him. Along with Madame Beatrice.

"Mr. Anthony, why are you bleeding like this?" said one of the bodyguards.

"Damn it. Did you hurt the young master?" His eyes looked sharply at Caitlin who was also panicking.

"Don't you know who he is? Just watch, we'll sue you!" he threatened again while pointing at Caitlin and Madame Beatrice.

Anthony, who was still in pain, looked at Caitlin and brought his face close to her ear.

"Just watch, I'll come back here and make sure you beg to come with me!" he whispered with a slight smile. For a moment he watched Caitlin's face that was so alluring to him.

He licked Caitlin's ear briefly and blew softly.

Do you know how Caitlin reacted? She closed her eyes. Just a casual touch but already makes Caitlin horny.

"Come on, Mr. Anthony ... We're going to the hospital." The two bodyguards led Anthony towards the outside of Caitlin's room.

Before they left, one of the bodyguards stepped on Madam Beatrice's foot quite hard. Because it was not needed as it should be. After the payment they gave her.

Now there was only Caitlin and Madame Beatrice.

"Damn woman! Doesn't know herself! Crazy bitch! Fucking bitch!" Madame Beatrice slapped Caitlin hard and also cursed her.

Cursing her was not enough. Because Caitlin had humiliated her.

Brams who was standing in the doorway was ready to kick Caitlin's ass.

"Hit her! Make her face battered. Until she realizes, many men want to sleep with her just because of her pretty face!" ordered Madame Beatrice.

Until a few minutes later, the door was closed tightly. There was the sound of heavy blows.

Brams was beating Caitlin's face and body with rattan.

"Die, bitch!"

***

Anthony Petter is a handsome 28-year-old man who is respected by everyone. He is one of the sons of a New York conglomerate.

He owns a company called Petter Group, which designs and sells leather goods, fashion accessories, footwear, jewelry, clocks, perfumes, cosmetics and skincare products.

He never greets or even smiles at his employees. His piercing gaze can tug at the heartstrings of any woman who sees him.

"I want to go back to that club!" Anthony slammed his cell phone down on his desk.

He couldn't focus on his work at all and only thought of the beautiful Goddess at the nightclub.

"Mr. Anthony, you don't even have time to go to that nightclub anymore. There will be several agendas this week. You're going abroad for a business trip," explained his secretary–Diego. How boring!

However, when Anthony looked at him sharply. That's when Diego's guts dropped. He couldn't say anything else.

"I have to get her away from that damn place at all costs! I don't want her to be touched again and again by the men there!"

Anthony's determination to get Caitlin was strong. He was completely enamored of her.

Whatever Anthony was enamored with, he had to fulfill his wishes. Even if it is by various means.

"Which country am I going to visit this week?" Anthony asked Diego, who was holding his work tablet.

Diego reread the countries Anthony would be visiting on his business trip. There were five countries in total and one of them was the Maldives.

"I'll take her to the Maldives."

"Mr. Anthony?" Diego was a little surprised to hear that.

"Don't women love beaches and romantic places?" Anthony smiled meaningfully. He imagined making love to Caitlin there.

"Tonight, I will visit the club again. To convince her again. If she's still not hooked, I'll use the last resort. That is to kidnap her!"

"Tonight is impossible, Mr ... Because your parents have arranged a dinner with Ms. Veronica. News of your engagement is already in the press." Diego wanted to tell him about the dinner. However, Anthony couldn't stop talking about Caitlin.

"Damn it. Who spread the news of the engagement?" Anthony did not agree with the engagement at all. Because he did not love Veronica.

One of the daughter of his father's friend. The two of them had been set up together since childhood. However, Anthony, who knew how Veronica was, was very reluctant if he had to build a household with this woman.

"Ms. Veronica, of course. When the two of you were at the hotel, Ms. Veronica deliberately took a picture of herself and Mr. Anthony wearing only underwear."

"Did she do that?"

Although his name was always talked about on social media, due to his good looks and wealth, he had become a fan of the women. But Anthony rarely played social media, he could count the number of times he played social media in a month.

"Indeed, Mr." Diego showed Anthony the screen of his tablet.

There was a photo uploaded by Veronica on her social media.

"Is there a law against sharing other people's photos without their consent?" Anthony asked his secretary who had studied law.

"Of course, there is, Mr. It's just that in this case, we can't. Because Ms. Veronica only shared photos of her fiancé and not a stranger."

"Oh, my God. That woman is driving me crazy! I don't like her."

Anthony would only see Veronica if he was in the mood for sex. And on that night, Anthony was so drunk that he called Veronica to keep him company.

"Even if it's dinner later, I'll still go to that club. Diego, please tell Madame Beatrice that Caitlin can't sleep with another man tonight. Because I will be the one visiting her room!" Anthony's inviolable order.

His handsome face now showed that he was annoyed at having to attend that stupid dinner again! Which he had no interest in at all.

Anthony stepped out of his office. He wanted to get some fresh air before he had to face Veronica's incoherent tweets later tonight.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Anthony," greeted one of his employees.

Although he only replied with a flat face. As employees, they had to greet him.

His athletic body, which fascinates women, is something they always want to see.

Anthony was just about to get into his car. His cell phone vibrated indicating an incoming message.

[Anthony, don't be late, you have to be there at 7 pm. At the Black blue Restaurant.]

How will the dinner with Veronica go? Will they discuss Anthony and Veronica's engagement?

The black Blue restaurant is at 7 pm.

The sound of violins being played accompanied Petter's family dinner. Veronica included.

Veronica is a famous model in New York. She had been crazy about Anthony since they were kids.

"So, when do you want to get engaged?" Mr. Petter–Anthony's father opened the dinner conversation.

Both Anthony's parents looked at Anthony and Veronica with hopeful eyes.

It made Anthony feel sick.

"How about March 15th, on my birthday?" Veronica held on to Anthony's arm. And asked for his opinion.

"Does everything have to be about you?" Anthony gave her a lazy look.

"Anthony ...," nagged Mrs. Petter.

"Come on, Mom ... Dad ... I told you both that I don't want to commit to anyone!" protested Anthony.

Anthony's words offended Veronica, making her feel like she had no self-respect. This was not the first time Anthony had rejected her.

"Anthony ... Didn't you already make a deal with us? If you're already a leader in the Petter Group, you must find a wife immediately! Leave behind your past that has no clear future. Now, you must focus on the future!"

That lecture came out of Mr. Petter's mouth again. Anthony's ears were used to hearing his father's ramblings, which he never listened to.

"Mom and Dad want Anthony to find a wife right away? Well, all of you stay out of this. Because Anthony already has a wife-to-be that suits me!" Anthony rebuked in a rather loud voice.

Fortunately, that night the fancy restaurant was reserved for Petter's family only. So, no other customers could hear him.

"Anthony, you're not kidding are you?" Veronica who was beside him thought Anthony was just bragging.

"I'm not joking. And I want you to stop making up fake news about how romantic we are. I'm sick of being asked every day by reporters about our relationship which means absolutely nothing!"

Anthony's words to Veronica made her heart feel like it was being stabbed by a knife! Shame on you!

"Just get on with your relationship with your agency boss!" Anthony whispered to insinuate Veronica while taking a sip of champagne in his glass.

"Anthony, leave right now! I don't want to see your face before you reflect on your mistakes!" Mrs. Petter could no longer bear to hear her son's outrageous statements!

"Mom ... Don't you want to see your son happy too?"

"Get out of here, right now! If you don't want to see mom's illness recur!"

With a heavy heart, Anthony walked out of the restaurant. Mrs. Petter's illness had not recurred for a long time. Anthony didn't want to see his mother in the hospital again.

Feeling tired of the problems that had just happened. Anthony immediately called Diego.

["Have you booked a room for me?"]

***

A nightclub that is always crowded with luxury cars. However, believe me, there was also one of the most luxurious and one-of-a-kind cars parked in the world. It was Anthony Petter's car.

He had rebooked Caitlin for tonight. He hopes that Caitlin will come with him.

However, Diego informed him that Caitlin could not serve the guests at the moment.

"What's the reason?" Anthony asked in a stern tone.

"She is ill, Mr. Anthony." Diego had been informed by Madame Beatrice.

"I want to see her face! It doesn't matter if I have to pay dearly again!"

Anthony who desperately wanted to see Caitlin's face that night was determined to break into the third floor. The location of Caitlin's room.

"Mr. Anthony, seriously, Caitlin cannot receive guests." Mrs. Beatrice was at a loss for what else to say to Mr. Anthony.

But she could not argue with Mr. Anthony's words. Not only had he given her a large sum of money, but he was also one of the most influential people in the country.

"Don't get in my way!" The stubborn Mr. Anthony pushed the large woman aside.

His hand was now turning the knob of Caitlin's bedroom door.

The first sight he saw was Caitlin's bandaged face. Like a mummy.

Anthony took a wide step towards Caitlin.

"What happened to you?" he asked in a worried tone.

Only Caitlin's eyes were visible. The beautiful goddess's eyes were now glazed over.

"Diego! Diego! Call that damn woman!" shouted Anthony.

"You have to come with me!" Anthony said to Caitlin.

But, do you know what Caitlin answered? Time and again the beautiful Goddess shook her head.

"You're not being treated well here, Caitlin! Oh my Goodness. Do you want to die in vain here?"

Anthony's words were cut off as Madame Beatrice appeared at the door.

"Is this what it means to be sick with fever?" protested Anthony as he stood up from his seat and approached Mrs. Beatrice.

Meanwhile, Diego and Anthony's two bodyguards unwrapped the bandages on Caitlin's face.

"We're sorry, Mr. Anthony ... It's not our fault ... But, it's Caitlin who–"

"Mr. Anthony!" Diego exclaimed with a shocked face after removing the bandages on Caitlin's face.

"Oh my God, Caitlin!" Anthony turned his face away. He had the same reaction as Diego.

"Why is your face bruised like this?" Anthony held Caitlin's face and the beautiful Goddess winced in pain.

Now her face did not look beautiful because it was swollen from the blow.

"Who did this?" Anthony asked Madame Beatrice again.

"I told you–"

"Who did this?" This time in a high tone.

"One of the officers of this club." Madame Beatrice was finally honest.

"You guys ... Find that man and beat his face in! Then, Diego calls a lawyer to sue those involved!" ordered Anthony who wasn't messing with his words.

"Please, don't!" Caitlin struggled to open her voice.

"Please don't bring your life into mine. Just enjoy your life now. And don't mind me! Please just leave!"

He didn't even know what got into Caitlin that she was still holding on to that damn woman!

However, Anthony was still Anthony. He wouldn't listen to other people's opinions if he was right.

"Why don't you do something? Hurry up and do what I say!" Anthony said again in an angry tone to the three people.

"Mr. Anthony, please don't do this ... This is all because of stubborn Caitlin! Mr. Anthony shouldn't have chosen her, she's a stupid bitch!" Madam Beatrice blamed Caitlin instead so that she wouldn't be blamed again by Mr. Anthony.

But do you know what Mr. Anthony did? He strangled Mrs. Beatrice.

"Shut your mouth!"

"Caitlin, does this damn woman strangle you often? If she does, I'll make it ten times more painful!"

"Mr ... Mr ... Please .... " Madame Beatrice was breathing heavily. Clutching her neck, Madame Beatrice tried to release Anthony's grip on her neck.

Not wanting to kill anyone, Anthony let go.

Then, he approached Caitlin again. This time he carried Caitlin's body. Caitlin didn't know where he was going to take her.

"Let go ... Let go!" Caitlin struggled, she didn't want to go with Anthony.

"Just follow what I say! And you will live happily!"

All pairs of eyes–the bitches there, stared at Anthony who carried Caitlin down the stairs.

"You'll regret that you were stubborn enough to choose me!"

"Regret? We'll see. Whether I regret it or not."

Anthony's luxury car was parked in front of the club and Anthony got into the car.

"Don't be like this, Mr. Anthony ... I will never want to be yours!"

Annoyed that Caitlin continued to talk and rebel, Anthony finally brought a handkerchief that was in his pocket that had been spiked with anesthetic, he smothered Caitlin's nose and mouth until the beautiful Goddess was unconscious.

"It is true what Madam Beatrice said, you are very stubborn. However, I will keep you as my property! Whatever I want I must grant" he said while looking sadly at Caitlin's swollen face.

How did Caitlin respond when she woke up? When did she realize that she was already in Anthony's grasp?