Chapter Fifty nine
As we get on the elevator with Cyrus’s hands all over me I don’t know what to call him. Whether is a horny teenager a protective husband or a great lover but he is making me feel weird in front of Bella who avoids every and all contact with us. I am so embarrassed right now, I don’t know if Cyrus will let me go tonight with the way he is acting.
“I forgot to tell you ladies I invited a friend of mine from Europe who was in town to come with us. I hope you don’t mind”
“He had better not be a creep and he had better behave himself around Valentina”
“Oh, mom thank you so much for that little speech. Is he hot?” she says turning from me to Cyrus
“Well it depends what your taste is, he is a fucking charmer and will have you out of your pants if you give him five seconds of your time” he says with a smirk
“And you thought it was a good idea to have him around a princess, don’t you know she has to protect her virtue? You know her father r is probably making a match for her right now….”
“Calm down, will you. He has no interest in the mafia women; he knows they are off limits” he answers pinching my cheek as he does and opens the elevator so we can get out
We get to the garage and approach his car which already has a man in the passenger seat. I can see another car with Denis and the guards also waiting in the garage, Valentina’s guards will be waiting for her in the lobby outside so they have no idea we even left the building.
“Ladies” the British guy says as he exits the car and opens the door for Valentina, winking at her as he does making Valentina blush and giggle as she gets in the car. The British guy has blonde hair and is a little cute if you’re into the whole boyish look but I don’t want to stare at him longer than appropriate. I roll my eyes so hard at him that Cyrus spanks my ass as he helps into the car and kissing me before he goes to sit on the driver’s seat.
“I hope you ladies don’t mind sitting in the back like the royalty you are” the British guy says turning to wink at Valentina
“It’s no problem my good sir” Valentina answers in a terrible fake British accent that has me trying hard not to smile, I don’t want to encourage them
“Sister in law, sorry I couldn’t congratulate you on your wedding. I wanted to come say hi but there were a lot of beautiful women at your wedding every time I got close I was distracted” he sighs as if he can still remember it, I shake my head in disapproval
“That should save as a reminder to both of you. He is a womanizer and you are a princess, pure and untouchable. No funny business Daniel Craig, I am warning you”
“Sister in law has claws, yes mam. I wouldn’t dream of it, I am too young to find out what that means”
“You don’t mess with a princess my friend, just look what happened to me when I tried that” Cyrus tells his friend seriously as if he is giving him a very important advice
“Tell me about it. I wouldn’t dream of being married so young. What a waste of my sexual talents” his friend answers back and I nearly hit him in the back of the head but then Valentina pinches my hand and I turn to look at her as she laughs at me
“You’re going to be a great mother” she says to me out of the blue still smiling but that has me tensing up and when I look in the front I see that Cyrus has been watching me through the rearview mirror. I quickly avert my gaze and turn to look outside my window. Why the fuck did she say that? And why am I so upset about it?
We get to the club and pass through the back door and get sent upstairs to the VIP room. Cyrus wasn’t lying about this place being classier than the club Cullen took me before outside of town. I take one of the sofas with Cyrus and Valentina takes the other with the British guy who I have yet to learn his name. We order drinks and food and soon the club is buzzing with music although in our room we get to control the song and the lights in here. Valentina goes people watching as she sits on the stool with her glass of wine watching the people dancing downstairs and I recognize the look on her face, she wants to go down and dance.
“Do you want to go on the dance floor and dance?” Valentina says coming up to me on the seat
“Absolutely not, my wife is not getting out of my site. Dance in here, lots of space” Cyrus quickly answers as he turns the music louder that the bass hits through our bodies and joins his smiling friend on the stools and get into a whole conversation
I think ‘fuck it’ and stand up as Valentina and I start dancing on our own in the room laughing together the whole time; it’s a lot of fun. Then suddenly Cyrus and his friend join us as Cyrus puts me in his arms as I grind up on his erection and he slowly starts moving us into a corner of the room dimming the lights. We continue dancing which is more like fucking as I grind my ass on him and he pushes up between my ass in a motion that awakens my sexual feelings for him so I grind up even harder. He hisses in my ears as his hand dips into my dress and pinches my breasts, I moan so loud I will be surprised if the other people in the room didn’t hear me.
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