Page 100 of Vicious Tycoon


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“Good. Was this your plan all along to distract me from being nervous?”

He rubbed a little harder, parting his mouth with mine. “Is it working?”

“Fuck…” I murmured. “The driver…”

He peered around me to look at him. “I don’t share.”

“You know… oh God… how are you so good at that?”

“I’ve memorized your body, especially your pussy.”

“Yeah…” That was all I could say as he started picking up his pace. “But for real… the driver…”

“He can’t see.”

“Thank God for that… extended cab…”

“Not God, just Aires.”

“I’m going to come…”

“I know.”

It didn’t take long for me to fall apart as he didn’t let up on his rhythm, faster and faster until I had no choice but to give him what he craved. With our lips on each other’s, it felt like he was coming apart with me. We were that in sync with one another.

Once I finished crashing off my high, he cleaned himself off by sticking his fingers in his mouth.

“Aires,” I muttered. “You’re shameless.”

“I had to take care of my girl’s anxiousness the only way I know how.”

We arrived at their restaurant that evening, and vehicles filled the parking lot. Cars even lined the road, and some were parked on the beach. This restaurant had been in my great-grandma Alex’s family for generations, and she’d owned it for as long as I could remember.

So many of my firsts happened in this restaurant for me…

My first steps.

My first words.

I spent a lot of my childhood there. My mom always helped my grandma Mia as a hostess while my great-aunt Lily provided the live entertainment for years. My other aunt Skyler, who was married to my uncle Noah, retired from the limelight a few years ago, and sometimes she performed her greatest hits there. Same with my daddy.

Long story short, my entire family entwined in one way or another, and each had their own stories to tell where heartbreak and happiness went hand in hand.

A photographer snapped our picture as we walked in. The place was decked out with decorations. They’d transformed their restaurant on the water into a medieval castle, and I was grateful I didn’t miss out on another important family function.

“You ready?” I asked Aires.

“Are you?”

I excitingly shared, “I am.”

I wish I could have told you I was prepared for what happened next, but I wholeheartedly didn’t have a clue about the bomb that was soon to be dropped on my head.

However, for a few hours, we lived in utter bliss and the land of Delulu that I was now…

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