In the Billionaire's Bed
ped past buildings. The driver had one hotel in mind, and in no time, he'd arrived. The lobby was quiet as usual,
fied his identification and had gotten access to the club. He was a notable regular there, and was immediately ushered to the VIP section. From where h
ed, only taking some sips of a Coke, now and then. His brother was getting married, that was enough to bring him back to a city he wanted almost nothing to do with anymore. H
although Marcel had agreed to what he considered a sham of a marriage, he was in no way hap
pend one last wild night before he resumed responsible duties for his brother. Bu
rd to be seen mixing with commons, so we'd taken up space at the VIP section of the club, from where
e waiter brought our drinks. Tonight, I was prepared to lose control. After tonight,
wards. Zahra, surprisingly, ate the lime without so much as a wince. We laughe
ts, downing them immediately after. We all giggled, dancing to the mu
ed a lot larger than it initially did. On one side, a group of older men hung around with young
bout to turn to my friends, when I noticed him. I couldn't make out much of his features due to the lighting of the room, but he looke
friends, who were all staring at me with t
ked and I shrugged. I co
sent him a wave. We all turned anticipatedly to look at him. In response, he smiled.
heeks. Something in me loved the way I felt at the possibility
ooked away to exchange a handshake with my friends, then looked back at me
take. He was ta
g in to whisper to me. His breath fanned the bare of my neck, making goosebu
ds watched us curiously. I could feel Zahra's excitement radiating off her, and for a moment, I almost refused. But wh
So I shook my head, giving him a wordl
d mine. His kiss was hungry, needful, like he'd been searching for me all along, and he finally found me.
bout him was gentle, and I found myself wanting more as he kissed me desperately. His lips moved down to my neck
was, but I couldn't go back now. So I gave myself to him, and when
wn," he said, but
e in to his own desire. He allowed me set the rhythm as we danced the drago
asleep, I picked my belon