Be a man and get to it!

~Kai

I set the wine glass down on the table with a soft clink and stood up.

Without hesitation, I walked straight toward Seraphima. The two guys flanking her noticed me coming and tensed up, but I didn’t even glance at them. My eyes were locked on her.

When I reached her, I looked at the taller guy on her left and said calmly, “Kick it off.”

The guy opened his mouth, then quickly closed it when he saw the look in my eyes. He muttered something under his breath and backed away immediately, his friend following right behind him.

She frowned, her perfectly shaped brows drawing together in clear irritation.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she snapped.

I ignored the question and asked one of my own. “Why are you here, Seraphima?”

She crossed her arms under her chest, pushing her breasts up in that tight red dress.

“There’s a party tonight,” she said coolly. “I didn’t know it was your house until I actually got here.” She paused, then added with a small, arrogant tilt of her head, “Well… I’m impressed. Didn’t expect the spoiled rich boy to have taste like this.”

Before she could say anything else, I reached out and grabbed her wrist. “Come with me.”

She immediately tried to pull free, eyes flashing with anger. “Let go of me, Kai.”

I didn’t. Instead, I tightened my grip just enough and started pulling her through the crowd toward the large glass doors that led to the back terrace.

She fought against me the whole way, tugging, twisting her arm, cursing under her breath but I was stronger and more determined.

We stepped outside into the cool night air. The terrace was dimly lit with soft outdoor lights, overlooking the massive pool and manicured gardens. The music from inside was muffled now, giving us some privacy.

I finally released her wrist but stayed close, backing her up against the stone railing.

She glared at me, rubbing her wrist even though I hadn’t hurt her.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” she hissed. “You think you can just drag me around like one of your little toys?”

I stepped even closer, looking down at her with a slow, cocky smile.

“You walked into my house wearing that dress,” I said, letting my gaze drop deliberately to the deep plunge of her neckline and the way the red fabric clung to her curves. “Looking like pure sin. And you expect me to just sit there and watch other guys hover around you?”

She lifted her chin defiantly, blue eyes burning with that familiar arrogance. “I don’t expect anything from you, Kai Lennox. Least of all good behavior.”

I leaned in, voice dropping low. “Good. Because I’m done behaving tonight.”

She didn’t step back. She just stared up at me, breathing a little faster, that proud, challenging look still firmly on her face.

Her eyes suddenly widened as she looked past me, scanning the massive driveway and the illuminated garage area visible from the terrace.

She had just noticed.

My collection.

The sleek black Cybertruck gleaming under the lights, the fiery red Ferrari 488, the matte black BMW M8, the silver Lamborghini Huracán, and over twenty other prestigious cars lined up in perfect rows most of which I had barely touched in months.

The estate’s outdoor lighting made them look like a luxury showroom.

Her arrogant expression faltered for a split second, replaced by genuine surprise and something close to awe.

I rubbed the back of my head fast, suddenly feeling the weight of her stare.

She turned back to me, tilting her head. “Are you okay?” she asked, a hint of genuine curiosity breaking through her usual icy tone.

I let out a low, frustrated breath and stepped closer, crowding her against the stone railing again.

“I’m fucking not,” I admitted, voice rough. My eyes dropped shamelessly down her body, taking in the way that tight red dress hugged her breasts, waist, and hips. “Do you know what I wanna do right now? I wanna rip that hot little dress off you, see exactly what’s underneath, and fuck you so hard you scream my name until your voice gives out.”

She stared at me for a long moment, her blue eyes darkening. Then she said something I never expected.

Her lips curved into a slow, challenging smile. “Then be a man and get to it.”

The air between us instantly thickened.

I didn’t hesitate.

I grabbed her by the waist, pulled her flush against me, and crashed my mouth down on hers in a hungry, demanding kiss.

She kissed me back just as fiercely, her hands fisting in my shirt as if she’d been waiting for me to finally make a real move.

My hands roamed down her body, gripping her ass through the thin red fabric, pressing her harder against me so she could feel exactly how hard I already was.

She moaned softly into my mouth, then pulled back just enough to whisper against my lips, voice breathless but still dripping with that arrogant edge, “Don’t disappoint me, Kai Lennox.”

I grinned against her mouth, already sliding one hand up her thigh, pushing the slit of her dress higher.

“Trust me, princess… I won’t."