Page 41 of Unveiled

She erupted, squirming in the seat, screaming my name as she grabbed the door handle. I grinned, knowing that after all this time, she had not grown tired of the way I touched her and controlled her orgasms. She was the perfect submissive to my dominant side, and I enjoyed every moment with her.

As we pulled up to the front of the hotel, the valet sped over, opening my door for me. Valentino took my hand, making sure I was by his side as we paraded toward the entrance with Joseph at Valentino’s side, and two other guards, Giacomo and Alonzo, behind us.

This was the second hotel Valentino owned in the city. They were both gorgeous, but this one was larger and felt a bit more elegant with the arc deco designs through. Every time I visited with him, I peered around while we sauntered through the lobby as if were my first time laying eyes on it. Bold colors throughout gave it the appearance of authority. The art on the walls and massive contemporary statues commanded the ambiance of the gold-trimmed lobby. The uniqueness in the patterns of the brown marble flooring felt luxurious. Everything complimented the next.

When we got closer to the front desk, Valentino slid his finger into his mouth again. Leaning close to my ear, he pressed his lips to my skin. “I’ll be taking you to the suite before we go back home.”

Just as he finished his sentence, the hotel manager came speeding up with a classic wide grin you only ever see at corporate parties. “Mr. Greco, so great to see you today!”

Valentino almost reached his hand out to shake his but withdrew it.

“And you too, Miss Ayala!” He held his hand out to shake mine.

I obliged and offered him a handshake, even though I knew the rule. It felt like the right thing to do.

The hotel manager’s grip was firm, but vigilant. “Congrats on your engagement.”

“Thank you.” I beamed.

He then turned his attention back to Valentino. “Everything is getting set up now, if you want to follow me.”

“I actually just pumped gas and want to wash my hands first.” He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, smirking.

As much as Valentino loved classic cars, there was one thing I had never seen him do himself and that was pump his own gas. He was not lazy, he just did not have to. I held in my giggle at his lie.

“Absolutely, do that and I’ll meet you guys in the ballroom. You know where it is, right?!”

The man proudly chuckled at his own joke as he threw fingers guns up. Valentino offered an elusive, courteous smile before the man sped away.

I leaned close to Valentino. “He totally knew.”

“I don’t think he did, but if so, who cares.” He brought his mouth to mine and shook his head. “You’re my fiancée and I can do with your pussy as I please.” He pressed a small kiss on my lips. “Where I please.” He stroked the front of my skirt with his fingertip. The corner of his lip twisted up before he turned away and strode to the bathroom.

Joseph cleared his throat. “Miss Ayala.”

I spun around. “What?! Oh, hey!” I probably sounded over enthusiastic since he had only been maybe seven feet away from us the entire time Valentino was making me quake in my heels.

“Noah should be here momentarily.”

“Okay.” I nodded. “I haven’t had a chance to talk to you yet, but I was going to ask you earlier how things are going with your girlfriend.”

He turned red and smiled as he looked anywhere but into my eyes. “They’re going very well, thank you.”

“You always blush about her and look away.” I subtly pointed at his cheeks.

“I guess you found my one weakness, didn’t you?” He bit his bottom lip, lifting his brows as he strained his gaze back to mine.

“Seems like it’s getting serious, then.” I shrugged, trying my best not to spook him with my overly eager demeanor. “I think it’s sweet, actually.”

“What is?” Valentino appeared at my side before he zoned in on Joseph. “Why are you red?”

“Noah is on his way.” Joseph rolled his eyes and gestured for us to walk in front of him.

“That’s why you’re red?”

“He doesn’t want to talk about it, baby.”

Valentino looked back and forth at us questionably before he shook it off and took my hand in his. After a few turns down the hallway, we arrived at the magnificent ballroom with midnight blue carpet. A freshly polished mahogany floor laid in the middle of the humongous event space.

---