Chapter 41_ Wild Girl

The following morning, the sun graced Arya's eyes through the curtains as she stirred awake, catching a glimpse of Kane's slumbering face next to hers. A smile adorned her lips for a brief moment before she sighed contentedly and reached for her phone on the nightstand, eager to check the message she had received the previous night.

"I must talk to you urgently. Can we meet at the park near your workplace during lunch?" Mr. Jackson's message read, causing Arya to furrow her brow upon reading it. Just as she put her phone away, Kane woke up beside her and wrapped his arms around her waist, smiling at her affectionately.

"Good morning, Tigress," he greeted her, to which she replied with a greeting of her own, cupping his face and leaving a peck on his cheek.

"What were you doing?" Kane inquired, curious about Arya's phone activity.

"I was reading the message Mr. Jackson sent me. He's Selma's father," she explained and Kane nodded in understanding.

"Is it about the car deal?" he asked, prompting a shrug from Arya.

"I'm not sure. He just requested to meet me outside the office." Arya replied, causing Kane to narrow his eyes.

"Outside the office? What does he want from you?" he questioned, a hint of possessiveness in his tone.

"Don't be ridiculous. He's not in love with me," Arya retorted.

"Are you certain? Unless he's trying to poach you from the company," Kane persisted, his eyes still fixed on Arya.

Arya scoffed at his words, taking a deep breath before retorting, "I can assure you that not all the men I encounter on the streets are enamored by me or my abilities. You're just being silly and should focus on being less jealous."

"I'm merely protecting my treasure," Kane defended himself.

"Your 'treasure' can handle herself. Mr. Jackson is strictly business. And let's be real, Kane, he's significantly older than me." Arya quipped, prompting a disapproving shake of Kane's head.

"Ever heard of a sugar-daddy relationship? An older man finds a young, attractive woman like you and falls head over heels, so you both can start—" He trailed off when Arya shot him a warning look.

"I didn't peg you as someone who knows about that kind of stuff. Plus, what you're describing only happens in novels I read, okay? This is strictly business. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get ready for work." Arya announced, getting up from the bed and heading to the bathroom to prepare for the day.

Moments later, Arya emerged from her room looking sharp and confident in a tailored pair of black pants and a chic peplum top with a flattering V-neckline, cinched at the waist with a sleek black belt. Her long, straight black hair fell gracefully over her shoulders, framing her face with a timeless allure. She slipped on a pair of wedged loafer sandals and grabbed a black handbag before turning to show off her outfit.

"What do you think?" Arya asked, giving a twirl.

"Hmm... On a scale of one to ten, you're definitely an eighteen, plus two extra points for stunning anyone who lays eyes on you. So that makes it a total of twenty." Kane complimented, earning a grateful smile and nod from Arya.

"Okay, let's get to work." Kane nodded in agreement before pausing and taking a step forward.

"I'll be keeping a close eye on this Mr. Jackson character." He remarked, causing Arya to facepalm in frustration.

"Whatever." She mumbled, leaning in to kiss him on the nose before they headed out of her apartment.


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Over at Alonso's residence, he lay sprawled on the bed with Chloe wrapped in his embrace. A small grin crept onto her face as she reminisced about their passionate night together. After leaving the dance floor, they had retreated to a private room where they indulged in getting to know each other while knocking back a few beers. The more they drank, the more they couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Eventually, Alonso had suggested they continue the fun at his place, and Chloe eagerly agreed, clinging to him like a leech. As soon as they arrived at his house and settled into the living room, they couldn't keep their hands off each other, attacking each other with an intense, primal hunger. Chloe blushed in embarrassment as she remembered how she had scratched his body with her nails. It had been a long time since she had let herself go that wild with a man. And she couldn't deny that the sex they shared was one of the best she had ever experienced. Alonso knew just how to please her in ways she had never imagined.

Gazing at his peaceful sleeping face, a mischievous grin spread across Chloe's lips. She pulled the duvet over them and lowered herself down to his cock. She wrapped her hands around it and took it into her mouth, skillfully deepthroating him.

Alonso groaned in his sleep and opened his eyes to see Chloe giving him head. A loud curse escaped his lips as he felt a surge of pleasure shoot through his body, electrifying every inch of him as her warm tongue circled and deepened around his cock. Chloe continued her skilled movements until Alonso's cock twitched in her mouth, and then he released, bursting with pleasure as he came in her mouth. Chloe eagerly swallowed every drop, surprising both herself and Alonso.

She lifted her head, sheepishly smiling at him. "Good morning," she said in a shy voice, her demeanor betraying her increasing nervousness under Alonso's piercing gaze.

"What?" she asked when he remained silent, a small chuckle escaping from him as he got up and lifted her onto his lap. Her slick entrance eagerly took in his cock, causing him to groan once more. Chloe closed her eyes, savoring the sensations as she rode him slowly before picking up speed. Alonso reached up to fondle her breasts, eliciting moans of pleasure from her as she called out his name. When she began to slow down, he guided her with his hands on her hips, thrusting faster and harder. As their bodies trembled in mutual orgasm, Alonso flipped her over and looked down at her, commenting, "That was incredible. You're quite the wild one, aren't you?"

Chloe raised an eyebrow in response, asking, "Is that a problem for you?"

Alonso chuckled, shaking his head. "Not at all. I love a wild spirit in my girls, and right now, I think I love you."

Chloe couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "Hold your horses, will you? We barely know each other."

Alonso simply shrugged. "That doesn't matter. I want you to be my girlfriend. We can get to know each other in a relationship. That's what dating is for. So what do you say, my wild girl?"

"Well, I don't know. It seems a bit early, don't you-" Before Chloe could finish her sentence, Alonso silenced her with a kiss, his possessiveness evident as he whispered in her ear, "You're officially my girlfriend now, Chloe.”