Page 38 of Inside the Maelstrom: Part One
She flushed even redder, but gave me the stink eye. “Now I’ve seen your dick, I’m pretty sure the thongs that Sampson chose for me aren’t going to keep that shit in.”
I laughed, climbing up to sit on the vanity beside her. “My mom would get blackout drunk and I’d take off her makeup for her while she slept. If she woke up in ruined makeup, my dad would hit her. I like to think I was saving her a little.”
Viva’s hand stilled from where she was applying a nude lipstick. “I’m sorry, Hendrick.”
“Sorry for what? You didn’t beat her.”
She chewed her lip, already ruining her lipstick. “Sorry for thinking your life was all gold bullion and roses.”
I lifted a shoulder. “You aren’t entirely wrong.”
She swiped on the mascara again, blending some pink cream onto her cheekbones, and that was it. She gazed at herself skeptically, but I thought she looked beautiful.
“So we’re okay? Otto said you might be embarrassed.” She stood, uncurling from the vanity. She was wearing chunky high heels and it made her legs go on and on. “Fuck, you are so goddamn hot.”
She waved me away. “No, I’m not embarrassed. Well, maybe a little, but no more than if I’d seen a private moment between two other people.” She picked up a small clutch, looking over her shoulder at me. “Maybe a little jealous.”
I swaggered over to her, a smirk on my face. “Wish it was you fucking me?”
She grinned. “Well, I have always wanted to peg a guy. But no.”
I frowned. “Wished Otto was fucking you?”
She shook her head again, and my heart unclenched. I stepped closer so my lips were close to her ear. “Wished we were both fucking you?”
She paused, and looked up at me under those long, long lashes. “Yes.”
I grinned, racing for the door. “Dinner’s off. We’re staying home to have an orgy,” I shouted out to the living room, and she gasped.
“Like fuck! Get your ass out here—it's nearly time for our reservation,” Sampson yelled back, and I laughed. Viva was gazing up at me with that sneer again, the one that made me hard as fuck.
“Not funny, Hendrick,” she hissed.
I leaned forward and kissed her hard. “I wasn’t making a joke, Viva.” I spun her around and slapped her ass. “Let’s go before Sampson gets his balls in a twist. He hates being late for things.”
She squeaked but strode out of the room, shooting daggers at me over her shoulder. She met Otto in the hall, and he looked hot as hell. She gazed up at him, and I could see him melt into a puddle. They really would be perfect together.
“You look very handsome, Otto,” she murmured.
“You look beautiful too, Aviva.”
She leaned in close, whispering something in his ear. His eyes widened slightly and his cheeks flushed. Dammit, I wanted to know what she said. As she pulled away, he looked over her shoulder at me and yelled, “Dinner’s cancelled. Staying home for an orgy!”
Sampson appeared at the other end of the hall, a frown already on his face. “One, I’m hungry. Two, you bastards fucked this afternoon. So keep it in your goddamn pants.”
“Three, I spent hours getting ready, even though Hendrick ruined it,” Aviva added, and gave me that disgruntled look again. “And I really feel like sushi.”
“Mmm, I could eat too,” I purred, but no one thought I was talking about sushi.
Sampson’s phone chirped, and he looked at us, still scrunched up in the foyer, Viva happily surrounded. He put on his stern face and pointed at the door. “The car is downstairs. Go.”
I grinned at him as I walked past, and winked. I hadn’t been this excited for the future in months. We were definitely going to have to leave the cleaning crew a tip.
Chapter21
Aviva
Despite all the talk of an orgy, I drank way too much wine with dinner. On top of my meds, I’d been drunk as hell by the time we walked back through the door of the suite. Otto had put his foot down, taken me to bed, helped me strip down to my underwear and tucked me in like the true gentleman he was. I had a vague memory of telling him how hot he was, and how sweet, and goodness knows what else, but then I’d passed the hell out.
