Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 108768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Fuck. I wish she weren’t so damn beautiful. Sometimes it makes me forget what I'm planning to do.
And that dress, whether white or very very pale blue, dazzled under the sunlight and clung to her curves, accentuating her hourglass figure and those thick hips. It had spaghetti straps and a lace bodice that exposed all of her cleavage. Those full, voluptuous breasts were on full display, and pretty close to popping out of the fabric.
Goddamn it.
Lust hummed through me.
I might have thought it was my birthday, if not for the fact that the dress was white. Still, my cock throbbed, not caring about the color.
Did she know what she was doing?
Had she picked this sexy dress just to blow my mind in front of everyone?
Shit.
Whether she did or not, my thoughts spun into a frenzy. My cock began to grow, stiffening with each second.
Calm down. Don't get excited.
Still that greedy length continued to grow.
I didn't know what I wanted to do first; yell about the color of that dress or fuck her in front of everyone.
I stopped in front of Monique, close enough to see the faintest tremble of her lips and breathe in the intoxicating scent of her perfume.
Already, my self-control was beginning to slip away like sand through fingers.
I swallowed. “Good morning.”
She didn't smile or frown. Instead a neutral expression remained on her face as if she were about to do a speech at some business conference. “Good morning, Lei.”
I yearned to kiss her, and it wasn't a subtle, calm longing. It was a fiery, explosive craving that violently ravaged my entire being.
I dove my hands into my pockets, needing to get control of myself.
The world around us, the men watching in silent observation, the helicopter behind me—all of it faded into insignificance.
In that moment, there was only Monique and me.
Unable to help myself, I gazed down at her breasts and licked my lips.
After whenever this is done and I get you alone. . .I'm going to cum all over those chocolate nipples today.
She frowned, surely knowing the nasty thoughts playing out in my mind.
Get it together. Remember. You're mad about the white dress.
I cleared my throat.
She glared at me.
“Monique.” I did my best to not meet her glare with my own angry expression. “Why are you wearing white?”
“Where is my phone?”
I blinked. “What?”
“Where? Is? My phone?”
The line of my jaw twitched. “I asked you a question first.”
“Lei, I don't give a fuck about your question. I want my phone.”
It was petty but I sneered. “You'll get it once you change.”
“I want it now.”
“It isn't here.”
“Then, where is it?”
“I planned a day for us so the phone is there.”
“And you didn't think that I would want my phone now?”
“No.”
“Because what? You thought I was just sitting on the mountain, twiddling my thumbs and writing poetry about my obedience to you?”
I gritted my teeth. “No. I just didn't want—”
“That was disrespectful.”
It took everything in me to not yell. Not many people could speak to me this way and the ones that could were very skilled in death. I swallowed and then let out a long breath. “I apologize. You're right. I shouldn't have taken your phone.”
“Why did you take it?”
“I didn't want you to call Banks.”
“That's fucked up, Lei.”
“But it's the truth. I lost. . .Chanel. I didn't want to lose you.”
“I didn't get to talk to my sisters.”
“I'm sorry.”
“That's not enough.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Then, what can I do to make this up?”
“Call everyone over here.”
I leaned my head to the side. “What?”
She glanced behind me and pointed. “Good. At least they are getting off the helicopter. Come here, Chen!”
I raised my eyebrows. “We don't need Chen.”
“We do.” She pointed in another direction. “Hu! Duck! Please, come here.”
I dropped my hands and held out my palms. “You think they're going to help you?”
She rolled her eyes and raised her hands to the center of her chest. That was when I noticed that she was holding note cards. It must have been twenty of them.
I frowned. “What's that?”
Hu and Duck approached and stepped to my right.
On the left, Chen got to my side. “Good morning, Monique. I would love to answer any—”
“Hello, Deputy Mountain Master.” She nodded at Chen and then gestured to Hu. “And hello, Straw Sandal.”
O-kay. . .what's happening?
While I hadn't remembered giving her a lesson on everyone's positions, it was good that she now knew them.
But still. . .what the fuck was going on?
She nodded at Duck. “And of course, good morning, Red Pole.”
Duck stirred. “Good. . .morning.”
Then, she put her gaze back on me. “And good morning, Mountain Master.”
I quirked my brows. “What is this?”
She straightened her shoulders. “I am respectfully requesting an official Council with you four.”
Shock knocked me off balance. “You're what?”
“I'm respectfully requesting an official Council.”
“Uh.” Chen raised one finger and stepped forward. “Excuse me, Monique. However, I must get clarification. When you so eloquently say Council, are you just using the term or do you understand the ramifications and procedure behind—”