Page 77 of Vicious Tycoon

“Wow.” He flinched. It was quick, but I saw it. “You’re actually judging me?”

I felt bad and was about to apologize. “I’m so?—”

“For your information, I didn’t have a type until now. You could consider my cock an equal opportunist. He just loves to be taken for a ride.”

I cocked my head to the side. “Until now?”

“Yes, until now. Untilyou.”

How many women has he said those exact words to?

I couldn’t help myself. “And what type am I?”

“You, gorgeous, are the type of woman you take home to Mom.”

“Your mom? And how often do you do that? What number am I on your roster of women meeting your mother?”

He cocked his head. “Do you really want to know the answer?”

“That many, huh?” I smiled.

“Bay…” he coaxed, kissing my lips. “I’m not spending any more time with you talking about other women.”

I kissed him back. “Good answer.”

With that, he grabbed my hand and led me to the chauffeured SUV. No matter how many times I begged, he wouldn't reveal our first destination. I wasn’t much for surprises, but with Aires being the one delivering them, it made it a much different story.

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Aires

“What would you like?” she asked on the drive, nodding to the drinks in the corner.

“Now that’s a loaded question if I ever heard one. I can think of multiple things you could do for me.”

“For some reason, I don’t doubt that.”

“I could show you if you’d like.”

She blushed.

I didn’t know what I was expecting or wanted from her. This woman had haunted my dreams from the second I first met her, and that thought alone terrified me. This wasn’t who I was. I didn’t care to learn about the women I was with. They were a quick fuck.

I loved my life.

Every aspect of it was what I molded it to be.

Yet I wanted to put it all on the line for her for the first time in my life.

My mind ran wild with all the emotions she stirred inside me. Sentiments I wasn’t used to and had no idea how to deal with. Bailey was fucking me up. The light breeze blew in through the window, and I couldn’t help myself, not with her. I gripped her wrist, catching her off guard, and tugged her toward me to straddle my lap.

She gasped, and her hand immediately pressed against my solid chest, causing heat to soar through my body, starting from my head down to my toes.

Her scent.

Her hair.

Her soft skin.

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