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"Oh my God, that’s another place I can never get into."
"Stick with me, kid," I said with a grin.
Just then, the waitress arrived with a bottle of Dom Perignon in a silver bucket of ice, placing crystal glasses on the table. She expertly popped the cork, and the champagne fizzed as we poured it into our glasses. Sadie picked hers up and made a toast.
“To one of the most wonderful women I know. Let’s have a blast tonight.”
We clinked glasses and drank. The champagne was delicious, but I wanted something stronger. I signaled the waitress for a rum and coke. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Brenda and Raquel watching me intently. A pang of suspicion hit me—were they reporting back to Oliver?
Ignoring the uneasy feeling, I turned to Laura. "Ready to dance?"
She nodded eagerly, and we made our way down to the dance floor. The crowd parted slightly as we descended, the music growing louder, the lights more intense. The energy was electric, and I felt a thrill of excitement as we found a spot and started moving to the beat.
Laura leaned in close, her voice barely audible over the music. "I can’t believe how amazing this is! You’re like a VIP magnet."
I laughed, feeling the buzz of the champagne and the rush of the night. "Welcome to my world."
As we danced, I could feel eyes on us, but I pushed the thoughts of Brenda and Raquel aside. Tonight was about fun, freedom, and living in the moment. And I intended to do just that, with or without Oliver's watchful gaze.
Two hours later, I was hot, sweaty, and tipsy from the champagne and rum and cokes. As we entered Ceiling, I almost tripped, but Brenda grabbed me just in time. We were escorted up to the VIP section again, which was empty except for Oliver and his friends.
Oliver looked so good, and a wave of overwhelming love—or maybe it was just horniness—swept over me. His little appetizer earlier had only intensified my craving for him. My eyes flicked to the mirror above the DJ deck, almost positive his office was there. When I looked back, he was watching me. He stood up and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek.
"We need to talk," he said quietly, so the others couldn't hear.
"What did I do now?" I sighed.
"My office."
"But my friends?—"
We both glanced over. My friends were already mingling with Oliver's on the black banquettes. Sadie was kissing Finley, and Laura seemed cozy with Ivan.
"Your friends are fine. They won't even know you're gone."
He led me down the stairs to a door beside the DJ deck. He punched a code into the keypad, and it opened into a darkened hallway. The music thumped in my ears, growing slightly fainter as Oliver closed the door behind us.
"Where are we?" I asked.
He flicked a switch, illuminating a set of wooden stairs in front of us. "This leads up to my office."
"I want to dance," I protested.
"I think you want something more," he replied, his voice low and confident.
"I don’t want anything but to have a good time," I insisted.
"Oh, you will have a good time," he promised.
"With my friends, Oliver."
"The minute you walked up the stairs to the VIP area, I knew."
I shivered. "Knew what?"
"That you wanted me. I've seen that look in your eyes so many times. You're just the way I want you—sweaty and needy. I bet you'll come the minute you feel my cock inside you."
"Oh God, you think I want sex?"
