Chapter 42 The second the car pulled up in front of the bar , i catered to CEOs and oil princes I linked at the glowing name above the entrance , it wasn't just any bar , it looked like The kind of place that didn't even list prices on the men " What are we doing here ? " Lasked , eyebrows furrowing as I turned to him , Rick didn't answer . He just got out , walked around to open my door , and waited I sighed and followed him in . The lighting inside was low and golden , with glass shelves lined in expensive shimmered . He led me straight to a private booth in the back isney and marble counters that No words , just tension . He ordered without asking me . Two top - shelf bourbons then a bottle of something else that looked far too fancy for my mo " So ," I said slowly, dragging the word out . " You're just going to bring me to some expensive place and say nothing ? " He didn't flinch . He sat across from me , cool as ever " You want to tell me what this is about ? Or should I just guess from the mood swing He exhaled , eyes fixed on mine . " I brought you here to celebrate . " My arms dropped to my sides . " Celebrate ? " " Yeah . " " Celebrate what exactly ? The fact that you lied to your dad about the file ? Or that you confused the hell out of me on that trip ? " His gaze held steady , " you did something important , you worked hard , you got through it ." I shook my head slowly . " This is your idea of celebrating ? Dragging me here without saying a word and acting like you haven't been hot and cold for days ! " " You wouldn't have come if I told you . " " Damn right I wouldn't have because this whole thing feels like a trap ." He leaned forward slightly , his jaw t tight . " It's not . Just sit . Relax , I wanted to do something for you I stared at him , unsure of whether to be flattered or more pissed off . As soon as the waiter set it down , I grabbed the bottle and poured myself a shot " Fiona , " Rick said , watching me . ignored him and drank it fast . The liquid burned but I didn't flinch . I poured another . " Stop ," he said , reaching for the glass . " You've had enough . " Iyanked it away before he could touch . " You don't get to decide what's enoughs . " 10:13 Wed , 27 Aug Chapter 42 " You're upset . Drinking won't fix this . " " Won't it ? " I poured another shot . " Because you clearly don't want to talk , You never talk . One minute , you're touching me in the pool like m the only one in the world , and the next you're cold again . Like Benita is still in the picture ." He sighed and leaned back , his jaw light . " You're being dramatic . " I pointed at him with the rim of my glass . " You're bipolar . Warm , cold , then hot . You think I'm not " That's not what this is ot confused too ! " " Then what is it , Rick ? " I said , louder now . A few heads turned . I didn't care . " Because you say one thing , then you do another . And I'm just supposed to be okay with it ? " I laughed suddenly , a loud sharp sound that didn't match the golden silence of the place . " Maybe I'm the insane one . Maybe I've lost it . Because despite everything , Benita , your father , all your cold rich boy moods , I still want you " He leaned forward , his voice low . " Keep your voice down . " I leaned in too , shirt slipping a little off my shoulder as I smirked . " I can't stop thinking about it , your mouth , your hands , the way you grabbed me in the lake . " " Fiona ," he warned . I pogled , fanning myself . " Why does it feel like you own me ? Like you've taken over my head ." He stood . " We're leaving . Now " I stumbled as I stood up . He caught me , steadying me with an arm around my waist . " You smell really good , " I whispered into his collar , He didn't answer , just guided me toward the exit In the car , leaned toward him , poking his jaw . " You could just admit you like me . It'd save us a lot of time ." " Sit back . " " Why ? Afraid of the truth ? " I grinned . He didn't respond . His hand was tight on the wheel . By the time we pulled up to the house , I was already hallway out the door . " Finally ! " I shouted , " I'm in this damn house ! " The door flung open . Rick's father appeared at the top of the stairs in his pajamas . " What the hell is going on down there ? " Rick tried to steady me as I waved up at him . " Hi , Mr. Ice Cube " His face darkened . " This is what you were doing instead of working ? This ? I stepped forward . " Yes . After fixing your precious document disaster , I had a drink . Sue me . " 10:13 Wed , 27 Aug 6 17. U Chapter 42 " She's drunk , " Rick said coolly . " Ignore her ." " Don't ignore me ! This is how I feel . You and your son treat me like a prop in some performance . " Rick tightened his grip . " Upstairs , Now . " He nodded at his father , then pulled me gently but firmly toward the stairs . " You planned it , " I muttered once we reached the hallway . I laughed and leaned into the wall , pressing closer to him . " You love it . Me . The drama . You eat it up . " He didn't respond . I touched his chest . " Don't pretend you didn't enjoy every second . " " Go to sleep , Fiona . " " Only if you stay . " I flopped onto the edge of the bed , fingers digging into the plush sheets . My head still spun , but everything about the room felt warmer now . Behind me , I heard him unbuttoning his shirt . The faint sound of fabric brushing against skin made my breath catch . 1 turned my head just enough to watch him in the mirror . " Are you really undressing right in front of me ? " I asked , voice low . He didn't answer . He just pulled his shirt off , muscles shifting under his skin like something carved , precise and completely unfair . I stood , wobbling a little , and walked up behind him . My arms snaked around his waist . I pressed my check between his shoulder blades . " I could sleep like this ," I mumbled . " You need to go to bed , " he said , not unkindly . " 1am trying ," I said , swaying a bit . Then I stepped back and pouted up at him . " But this stupid dress won't unzip itself . " m , hand balled into a small fist . " Help me ? " I raised one arm , He looked at me over his shoulder , his expression unreadable . " Fiona , " he said carefully . " You're drunk . " " I'm fine , " I said , but the words slurred slightly He stepped toward me slowly , gaze scanning my face . I didn't move . I was barely breathing His hand came up not to unzip the dress , but to gently press a knuckle against my temple . " You're not even standing straight . " " I'm trying my best , " I said , whispering now His fingers dropped , brushing against my arm as he moved past me . 10:13 Wed , 27 Aug 6 W Chapter 42 " Go to bed , " he said again . " We'll talk tomorrow . " " But I don't want to talk ," I muttered . I smirked , slipping the dress off loving the way his eyes widened as my boobs fell free , his eyes flicking to my naked chest linched closer , breaking the distance between us as I wrapped my arms around his neck , my tits pressing against his chest , " I want you to fuck me , " I reduced my voice to a whisper . 1 AD Send gift Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!