A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117

Alexander

The car door opened and Madison slipped in beside me, a vision in that black cocktail dress. The sweetheart neckline offered just enough glimpse of her cleavage to make my mouth water, and the hemline hit her legs at exactly the right spot to show off those killer calves. Her hair was swept up in some fancy twist that exposed the delicate curve of her neck.

Fuck, she was gorgeous. And she had no idea.

“You’re late,” she said primly.

“Actually, you’re exactly on time.” I couldn’t help the smirk that formed on my lips. “I just wanted to see you standing there, waiting for me.”

The slight flush that colored her cheeks was worth it. I loved getting under her skin, watching her try to maintain that professional composure while I deliberately pushed her buttons.

After some small talk about our destination, I decided to address the elephant in the room. My hand reached her knee, sliding upward beneath her dress.

“What’s this?” I murmured, running my finger along the edge of her panties. “I believe I gave you specific instructions, Ms. Harper.”

Her eyes flashed with defiance. “We’re going to a political fundraiser. I wasn’t about to show up commando.”

My fingers played with the lace edge, feeling her tense beside me. “Disobedience requires punishment, you know.”

“We’re in a car,” she whispered urgently, glancing toward John.

I leaned closer, my lips brushing her ear. “I’m well aware of our location.” My fingers slipped beneath the lace, finding her warm and already slightly damp. I wanted nothing more than to stroke her

pussy until she came apart right there in the backseat, watching her try to stay quiet with John just feet away.

But I pulled back. Tyler Phillips was my priority tonight.

“I’ll forgive you this time since plans changed and we’re attending an event. But make no mistake,” I withdrew my hand completely, “there will be consequences later.”

We arrived at the superyacht shortly after. I guided Madison up the gangway, my hand on the small of her back. Her wide eyes took in the floating palace with barely concealed awe.

“Remember, you’re here as my PA tonight,” I instructed quietly as we stepped onto the main deck.

1/4

Chapter 117

+25 BONUS

She nodded, looking almost relieved.

1 spotted Leo across the deck and caught his eye. He gave me a subtle nod, confirming that Tyler was indeed here. I grabbed two champagne flutes from a passing waiter and handed one to Madison.

“Don’t drink anything,” I whispered, then turned and walked away with Leo, leaving her standing there looking confused as hell.

“Where is he?” I asked Leo as soon as we were out of earshot.

Leo nodded toward the upper deck. “Up there, mixing with the senator and his entourage. He’s playing bartender to the political elite tonight.”

I scanned the crowd, catching glimpses of tuxedos and evening gowns through the throng of bodies. “Perfect. We need to focus on him and watch his movements. When he’s alone, we’ll make our

approach.”

“You think he’ll talk?”

“Everyone talks when properly motivated.” I straightened my tie, my mind racing with possibilities. “Let’s head up. And remember, act natural. We’re just two wealthy assholes enjoying overpriced champagne and political bullshit.”

Leo smirked. “So, business as usual then.”

We made our way to the upper deck, weaving through New York’s elite, who were busy writing checks to fund another politician’s career. I spotted Senator Williams immediately, surrounded by his usual circle of sycophants. And there, serving drinks with practiced precision, was our target.

Alexander Knight!” A booming voice interrupted my surveillance.

I turned to see George Huntington, CEO of some tech company I’d considered acquiring last quarter before discovering their financials were more creative than accurate.

“George,” I offered my hand, which he pumped enthusiastically. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“Wouldn’t miss it. The senator’s been very… accommodating to our industry.” He winked, the gesture making his jowls quiver. “And Leo! Good to see you, too.”

Leo exchanged pleasantries while I positioned myself to keep Tyler in my peripheral vision. The bartender moved confidently, his practiced smile never wavering as he poured drinks and chatted with guests.

Three more executives approached us, each more eager than the last to discuss potential partnerships or investments. I nodded at appropriate intervals, offering noncommittal responses while keeping my attention split.

2/4

Chapter 117

+25 BONUS

“If you’ll excuse us, gentlemen,” I finally said, cutting off a particularly long–winded pitch about blockchain revolutionizing some ridiculous concept. “Leo and I have some business to discuss.”

We moved to a position that gave us a clear view of Tyler without being obvious. The bartender continued his routine, serving drinks with practiced efficiency. His movements were smooth, almost rehearsed, as he chatted with guests and poured expensive liquor.

“He’s good,” Leo muttered. “Too good.”

“Professional,” I agreed. “Look at his eyes. Always scanning the room, tracking movements.”

Tyler finished serving a group of hedge fund managers and then checked his watch. He glanced around quickly before slipping away from the bar.

“He’s on the move,” I said, placing my untouched champagne on a nearby table.

We followed at a distance, watching Tyler disappear through a service door. Leo and I exchanged a quick glance before following.

The narrow corridor led to what appeared to be a storage area for extra supplies. Tyler was inside, his back to us as he rummaged through a box of cocktail napkins.

I nodded to Leo, who moved swiftly. Before Tyler could react, Leo had him pinned against the wall, forearm pressed against his throat.

“What the fuck?” Tyler gasped, struggling against Leo’s grip. His eyes darted wildly, looking for an escape route.

“Stay still,” Leo growled, increasing the pressure slightly.

Tyler’s hand shot out, knocking over a stack of glasses that crashed to the floor. He used the distraction to slip from Leo’s grasp, lunging toward the door.

I blocked his path, my frame filling the doorway. “Going somewhere?”

Tyler backed up, trapped between us. “Look, I don’t know what this is about, but I’m just doing my job.”

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify