Learning to Trust - Part 3: The Offer (BDSM Alpha Male Erotic Romance): Interviewing the Billionaire, #3

By B.B. Roman

After Roland's admission of his involvement in a massive international scandal, Marisa finds herself even more enchanted by the newly-humbled Roland Starland. Normally such an admission would elicit repulsion--but Marisa's not quite been herself since she started the interview.

As the taste of Roland's expansive world becomes all the more sweet, Marisa realizes that she's lost her focus. The deeper she goes, the more ambiguous her goals become. Perhaps Roland has had a secret plan for her all along...and she's been taking the bait.

This is the third story in the Learning to Trust series. It is 10000 words long and contains adult content.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bizotica
• Release date: Feb 27, 2014
• ISBN: 9781497758926

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Part 3: The Offer

Who am I?

Marisa Taylor, age twenty-eight, reporter and journalist. I was staring at myself in the mirror again, confused about my identity for the first time in many years. I was apparently having a genuine late-twenties crisis.

As a reporter, what do I care about?

Truth, accuracy. Bringing the real story to the surface. Spreading accurate information—regardless of whether it hurts or helps a reputation. Yes, I was talking to myself.

How do I obtain accurate information?

I adhere to a code of ethics in journalism so that I can remain detached from my sources and provide an unbiased report. Unbiased. That was the key here. Something was obviously not right about my blossoming relationship with Roland.

At this point, I was beginning to feel something toward him. His humbling admission of a fact that could destroy his reputation forever played a major role in this shift. Prior to that, he was nothing but a power-hungry, rich, handsome man that could make great coffee, a man that both frightened and intrigued me.

The whole going in the dungeon thing had certainly terrified me yesterday—still, it had turned out all right. And even weirder was the fact that I'd likely be going in there again today. My principles had been so deeply instilled in me, and aside from one isolated incident, they'd been upheld for years. Aside from the incident.

Ah, so the incident.

I had been doing stories for a small news station for a while—my first real reporting job, actually—that were just minuscule little happenings around town. Somebody signed a contract with somebody else. A new park had been planned. There would be a parade this upcoming week. You know, just petty stories that honestly meant roughly nothing the week after they happened.

However, when I heard that a local mechanic was being investigated regarding the accidental death of an entire family, I simply couldn't resist the opportunity to uncover the real story.

The owner, who actually had been the one to perform the faulty repair, was blaming a defective part from the manufacturer, some piece of the braking system that had failed when it obviously shouldn't have, sending the car tumbling down the side of a steep hill—and leaving no survivors.

His business was being accused of negligence, despite the great reputation that it had maintained for over forty years. It was the sort of business that everyone went to because they knew and trusted the family. Small towns were like that, and it was something I often missed in the bigger cities.

I got to know the guy; Marc was a down-to-earth, friendly dad that supported his family with his hard work. His father had run it before him, passing it on about ten years ago. Marc had a reputation for being both quick and cheap, while still being thorough. In fact, this was the first time that he'd ever been blamed for any sort of serious mistake. For me, it was the perfect way to prove that I could handle serious material, vowing that I'd just report the truth, and nothing but it.

I met with Marc a few times that week, getting