Page 32 of Saved By the Billionaire

“He works for me.”

“Bringing you uber?”

“Whatever I need.”

“Where does he live?”

“In an apartment in the building.”

That made sense. It meant he would be on hand all the time, should Roman need him.

“Does he get time off?”

“Yes.”

“Like weekends?”

His smile was amused. “Not necessarily weekends. Sometimes it’s a whole week, if I’m travelling, other times it’s a few days in the middle of the week. At the moment, because I’m here with you, he’s only doing some light admin.”

“Such as organising an immigration lawyer, and a sex contract?”

Roman laughed. “It’s not a sex contract.”

“I’m sorry, a non-disclosure agreement for our ‘commercial arrangement’.”

“The contract is pro-forma.”

She considered that. “Do you do this a lot?”

“If you’re asking if I’ve had commercial arrangements with other women, then yes.”

“Often?”

“No.”

She tugged her lips to the side. “I guess that’s a very relative question. Not a lot to you might mean a new woman every month, whereas to me…”

“Yes, let’s talk about you,” he said swiftly. “You’ve been in relationships?”

She nodded once.

“Why do I find that difficult to imagine?”

She laughed. “Because I’m such a natural at this?”

He caught her hand and lifted to his lips, the tender gesture surprising both of them.

“I’ve…dated. But like you, I prefer to keep it clean and easy.”

“And you were so full of mockery for the idea of my NDA.”

“I don’t want your money.”

“We’ve discussed that.”

“I still haven’t signed the contract.”

“You will.”