The Risk: A Billionaire Romance (Wagered Hearts Series, Book 2) (32 page)

Lars let out a low whistle of appreciation, and Laila opened her eyes to find him ogling her body with barely concealed lust. It made her nauseous to have him standing there looking at her like that, but she knew there was nothing she could do. Lars adjusted the camera and trained it on her.

“Okay, now the bra and panties,” he said.

Laila hesitated a moment, her doubts rolling over he again like a tidal wave.
What if I’m making the biggest mistake of my life?
she wondered.

Sensing her hesitation, Lars pulled back from the camera lens and said impatiently, “I don’t have all day here sweetheart. Either you take the rest off, or you can get dressed and leave.”

The threat of losing that paycheck worked like a charm, and Laila reached behind her and unclasped the hook on her bra, letting her soft, full breasts free before pulling down her panties and sliding them down her long lean legs.

“Very nice,” Lars said from behind the camera. “Now get on the bed.”

Laila walked the short distance to the bed and climbed on, sitting in the middle with her legs crossed and her arms crossed over her chest. She felt uncomfortable and vulnerable, but figured she’d already gotten this far, she might as well see the whole thing through. Lars got up from the couch and carried the camera over to the bed where he positioned it at a suitable angle.

“You have a very nice ass, Laila,” Lars said. “Why don’t you turn over and lie on your stomach so we can get a better look at it?”

Laila was on the verge of refusing, but one look at Lars told her not to even bother. If she wanted the money, she’d do what he asked. Reluctantly, she let her arms drop to her side and turned on her knees before dropping down onto the bed. She could hear the whir of the camera zooming in close on her ass.

“Now get up on your knees and spread your legs apart,” he said. “I want you to play with your pussy.”

Laila jerked up on the bed, anger staining her cheeks. “Wait a minute. You never said anything about playing with myself. You just said I had to get naked. I’m not doing that.”

“Do you want to get paid or not?” Lars asked.

“Hell yeah I want to get paid, but I want our original deal. I’m not doing anything else.” Laila crossed her arms over her chest again and glared at Lars.

“Listen honey, I’m not going to pay you if you don’t play with yourself. No one’s gonna want to see a naked woman just lying on the bed.”

“I’m not comfortable with this at all. You lied to me.”

“You’ve got nothing to be uncomfortable about. You’re a very sexy woman. Just pretend I’m not here and touch yourself how you normally would in the privacy of your own bedroom,” he said silkily.

Laila almost let herself be convinced to cross that line. She thought of all the bills piling up and the debt that she’d probably never get out from under. She still owed the hospital $20,000, not that she begrudged the cost. She’d have done anything for her mother, and paid for the best care available.

The thought of her mother had her sitting up straight and stiff.
What would Mom have thought about what I’m about to do? Would she be proud? She’s probably rolling over in her grave,
Laila thought sadly.

“I’m sorry, I can’t do this,” Laila said getting up off the bed so quickly she almost knocked the camera from its stand as she rushed past Lars. She stooped to pick up her clothes and threw them on hastily before grabbing her purse and rushing out of the apartment, slamming the door hard as she left.

Once she was out in the hallway she let out a shaky breath. “Sweet Jesus, that was a close one,” she muttered to herself.

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Other Books By Calista Kyle

The Wagered Hearts Series

Book 1:
The Wager

Book 2:
The Risk

Book 3:
The Game
—2014

Single Titles

Married to a Prince

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