The Millionaire Door Prize (Erotic Romance) by Emorej Luag, Spyder Page A

. well my inheritance and my position.”
    “Your uncle gave you the hotel?” She sounded surprised.
    “Technically he was just . . . managing it for me until the time came when I was old enough for the responsibility.”
    “This is yours?”
    “Yes, does it change things between us?” He looked worried.
    “Why would it change things?”
    “Because money changes people; sadly not in good ways at times.”
    “What does it have to do with me?”
    “Because I want to share all of this with you. Like I said, I believe in my heart and soul that fate brought you to me for a reason. Right now I want to share all I have with you. You’ve taught me so much in . . . well . . . a day, and I don’t want to lose that,” he confessed.
    “Are you asking me to marry you?”
    “Do you want me to?”
    “Ah, no . Let’s just play it one day at a time.” She licked her lips, then bit at them.
    “Then I guess tossing your pills in the garbage isn’t something I should do just yet ,” he dared to say.
    “You what?”
    “Not yet I didn’t.” he raised an eyebrow, daring her to challenge him on the idea of it. “You know, there is a ring that matches all of this,” he mentioned, kissing the back of her hand. Xander took her by the hand and pulled her out onto the balcony with him. She pulled back from him ,not budging. Her eyes were wide with fright as she eyed up the balcony.
    “I’m afraid of heights ,” she said, looking horrified. Xander held her to him as she stepped onto the balcony.
    “So your terms , mademoiselle?” he asked as they gazed over the city, aglow with twinkling lights.
    “I’m not sure.”
    “What are you afraid of?” he asked. She kept staring with wide eyes at the floor of the balcony as if it would just drop out from under them. “What are you afraid of, my love?” he repeated. “Just talk to me, Alyssa. You need to learn to speak your mind. I am not patient all the time. I like straightforwardness. Only with you do I enjoy playing this cat and mouse game. It is teasing; it seems to create sexual tension between us.”
    “It was only . . .”
    “Yesterday,” he supplied.
    “Yeah, yesterday that it all started between us.”
    “Do you regret a second of it?”
    “No, none of it. Had I not returned to you, I would probably have crawled back to him.”
    Xander nibbled at his upper lip , opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated. “Do you still have . . . feelings for him?” She smirked and shrugged a shoulder. “Why would you wish to endure a moment more of what he has done to you when you can stay here with me and be happy, be cherished, be loved?” he asked, using a knuckle to tilt her chin back toward him.
    “I don’t want you to think that I am . . . using you.”
    “Why would you even say that , let alone think it? You’ve done nothing like that. I brought you into my world because I wanted to help you. I think I’ve achieved that much, and not once did you use me. You took my virginity . . . well I let you have it,” he said, grinning. She blushed again. “This is the best birthday ever!” he proclaimed.
    Alyssa rested her head against Xander’s chest.
    “Now, for that question I asked you before you first made love to me,” he said, feeling her body tense. “So . . . are you willing to stay here with me?”
    “Yes,” she whispered , raising her head to kiss his neck.
    “Okay .” He swallowed. “Now, about your unless . . . terms. What do you want to bring to the table?”
    “Will I still work?”
    “No, I would like that you not. I’d prefer you to always be near me so if I get horny thinking about you, we can take advantage of every moment.”
    She exhaled a breathy giggle. “I’m a traditional girl. I’m not materialistic. I don’t mind elaborate gifts like what you gave me to wear, but I don’t live for it. Does that make me look bad in your eyes?”
    “Never ! I will always ask before I go buying you the world.” He kissed her temple. “First