I put on a facade of sensual confidence to greet the men at my door. My sexiness was my armor and weapon for the night. Benedict Astor better be extra vigilant, as I was determined to watch his life go up in flames. “Well, hello there, gentlemen,” I started with a beguiling smile. “Sorry to keep you waiting. It isn’t easy to maintain this.” I moved my hand down my body, and the men’s eyes followed it with delight. “Oh, my! Goddesses are real.” Mr. Astor tapped on his heart, ...