The Cost of a Bride Read Online Jenna Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Novella, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
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I guess after that happened, I kind of put women on the backburner for a while. But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel like going to a party filled with ex-models and actresses and the highest priced escorts in the world who serve the elite just to take a look. Even a man who isn’t hungry doesn’t mind watching a world-class chef cook a Michelin-star meal, right?

“All right, Eric,” I say with a smile. “You’re on.”

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I arrive at the house a half-an-hour after Eric, who had to get there before me because it’s his job, and also because I had to go home and get the nicest suit I own, which I only bring out for special occasions. The boys weren’t too happy about me bailing on them, but I lied and told them my stomach was suddenly feeling bad, and I’d catch up with them later.

The house is an enormous stone mansion out in the middle of the Connecticut woods that looks like it was built by master masons when America was first being founded. Parked inside the fenced-in courtyard are expensive cars that I can barely even begin to name, and I pull up in my old beat-up Corolla that the men at the door clearly glance at as I get out and walk up.

“Evening,” I say. “I’m Ru-Russell. Eric’s friend.”

They glance at me, each other, then back at me. Then one of them produces a tablet. “NDA,” he says simply. “Sign it.”

Part of me wants to read over it and be sure of what it is I’m signing, but I’m also pretty sure that if I don’t sign this, or if I make a big stink out of reading over it, I’m just not going to get in. So I run my finger across the signature line at the bottom as I’m told.

This seems to satisfy the man, who claps the case shut on the tablet and moves aside as the other man opens the door for me. The sound of classical music emanates from within, and the soft glow of warm light spills out onto the steps.

“Enjoy your evening, sir,” the man says.

“Thank you,” I reply.

As I step into the house, I realize that everything Eric told me back at the bar was true. It’s as though I’m stepping into a completely different world.

There are gorgeous women everywhere. Some of them are clothed, some of them are not. The ones that are are wearing incredible lingerie, stockings and garters, and all of them have heels. It’s like someone rounded up all of the Victoria’s Secret models, the Miss Universes, and all the pageant winners from every state and brought them here.

There are men in suits walking around too, some of them with a girl on their arm, and some just sitting with a drink in their hand. I feel instantly out of place, just in the way my car was out front with the rest of the incredible supercars and luxury cruisers. I hand my coat to a man standing beside me and head into the room on my right, hoping to find Eric.

I end up in a lounge style room with couches and recliners and a man at a grand piano playing soft jazz. Seated are many kingly men with half-naked women on their laps, and spread across the room are couples dancing to the music.

I move through it and several other similar rooms filled with other beautiful, half-naked women until I find the bar. Eric spots me and raises his hand. He’s dressed a lot more dapper than earlier, in a suit and a bow tie, and is just finishing up serving a man with a model hanging from his shoulder.

“Hey, you made it!” He smiles.

“This is nuts,” I whisper. “How does this exist?”

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” he chuckles.

“What do you mean?” I ask. I already feel as though I’ve been teleported into another world. I can’t even imagine there being more to this place.

“You’ve seen the dancers, right?” Eric asks. I nod. “Well, they’ve got girls who will go all the way with ya for the right price. They’ve even got girls selling off their v-cards here, bro.”

“What!?” I exclaim. Eric quickly motions for me to keep my voice down. I lean in and speak softly. “Are you serious?”

Eric nods, his eyes blazing. “I sure am. If I had a bit more cash like you, maybe I’d partake.”

From the other end of the bar, a man waves, and Eric raises his eyebrows at me before sliding off to serve him. I’m sort of still in shock from what I’ve just heard but am eager to see more of the house and everything going on, so I slip out the nearest door to investigate further and find myself in a dimly lit room like a library, each wall filled with books from floor to ceiling. This room has even more men, and at the center of the room, with countless eyes on her, is the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen.



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