Alex’s povI arrived at the restaurant and got out of the car, my driver scurrying to open the door for me. The man bowed, as he always did, as if he wasn’t just a driver but some kind of footman to a king. The guards at the entrance bowed when they caught sight of me too, bodies stiff, heads dipping forward. It’s like this wherever I show up these days… people gawking at me as if I’m something not quite human.Money has a way of making people do that. Making them stupid with reverence.I walked straight through without blinking at them. Inside, waiters stiffened the second I stepped in. They whispered to each other behind their hands. A couple at the corner stopped eating and just stared. You’d think I invented electricity or something.I was twenty something with billions in my account, sure. A billionaire at my age.But to me? It didn’t feel like enough. Nothing ever did.Then I saw her.Sophia.She was seated close to the window in a relaxed way. She had a grin that made me narrow
Dennis’s povI entered the hotel that Lydia had sent me to visit her with the money as I grimaced at the smell from the hall. I remembered the call I had made with her after leaving the pasta restaurant. I wanted to meet her and she had sent me the address.I didn’t know why I had agreed to come meet her. No… scratch that. I knew exactly why. To end this madness. That’s why.My feet paused before the door she told me to go through, 406. I sighed and knocked on the door as I waited before hearing something break in the background, someone cuss and then a fumble in another part of the room I couldn’t see.And then the door opened and there she was. Lydia.She had on a black silk dress that has her cleavages out and barely reached her knees. Infact, if she bent down, her panties would be out.She posed in the doorframe, letting me soak her up.“Well, well,” she purred, voice low, almost mocking. “You actually came.”I didn’t say anything to her as I brushed past her and entered the roo
Alex’s povI sat there tapping on the menu, but I had no intention of ordering anything. I was thinking about Dennis. About how his face went when he got that call.One second he was right before me, laughing and looking over at me. Eyes crinkled up from laughter. Then the next second… nothing. His face like somebody died or something. I hated that.I hated the secrets.I thought we had gotten to a point where we could tell each other anything. Why did it feel this way?He soon returned and sat down opposite me with a smile like nothing happened. But I could tell that his smile was fake.“You okay?” I said, leaning in.“Yeah,” he said too fast. “Fine.”“Fine?” I scoffed. “That’s what we are calling what you just did?”“Alex. I’m fine. Just let it go.”“Bullshit.” I blurted which shocked him. “I’ve known you too long, Dennis. Something’s fucked up right now. Who was that?”“No one. You seriously don’t have to make a big deal about this.”“Don’t you dare gaslight me man. We have someth
Dennis’s povI smirked, poking at the bread basket. “Something about Monroe being an idiot, probably.”“Close enough,” he muttered, but he was smiling.The food came, pasta for me, steak for him and we ate in that silent ease that had settled around us. Not awkward. Not strained. Just… there.Halfway through, he reached over with his fork and stole a bite off my plate. I swiped at his hand but he just smiled back at me like a toddler caught stealing cookies. “Yours tastes better,” he shrugged.“You have a whole steak sitting there,” I shot back, rolling my eyes.“Still. Yours is better.”We were enjoying ourselves and I told myself that nothing could steal the joy of this moment as my phone buzzed.I didn’t think much of it. Just reached into my pocket, thumb brushing the screen like usual. But when I saw the name, my heart dropped.Lydia.Everything inside me turned cold. My breath got shallow, my fork clattered against my plate. I couldn’t breathe for a second. Couldn’t think. Jus
Dennis’s povHe was taller than me and him tilting and studying me like I was some kind of project didn’t help what I was feeling inside for him.“Alex…” I muttered as my heart betrayed me.I knew where this was going to lead to.At that moment I could have pushed him away and run. But my legs were planted on the ground. He dipped his head, his lips an inch from mine as he mulled over my refusal. “Tell me you really don’t want this and I’ll stop.” I stared at his lips, his morning scent washing over me as all the things we did last night came back to me making me want him even more.I don’t know what happened. I didn’t even form the thought. My mouth just opened, and I closed that little distance between us.Fireworks exploded in my head as his lips met mine. This wasn’t a hesitant sweet kiss at all. It was harsh and demanding… just like the man himself. His hand quickly found its way around the back of my neck, and there was no doubt it would hold me if I suddenly lost control of m
Dennis’s povMy chest squirmed. I swallowed toughly. “Nothing.”“Bullshit,” he said, not angry, just… blunt. “You’ve been avoiding my eyes all morning. Acting like I’ve grown two heads. Talk to me.”I refused to talk as he leaned in. “Was last night too rough for you?”“Alex…” I growled at him with a stern look.“Did I go in too deep? I know I used the lube just how it should be used.”“Alex stop it right now,” my teeth grounded against each other as I tried to control my rage.“I mean, why are you sulking? I’m in pains too but I’m taking it up like a big boy. You’re acting like a sissy.”I sighed."I don't want to do this here," I muttered.He chuckled and nodded slowly.“Fine. Not here then.”We ate silently for a while and when we were done, the maids came out to clean up the plates while he got up and pointed to me.“Come with me.” It was not a question.I paused long enough to question why, but still I followed. We walked through the halls as I focused on the expensive paintings