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I hold my breath as he considers my impassioned declamation.
“Does he make you happy? Is he good to you?”
“Oh, yes, Dad. Very much so,” I reply as the air rushes from my lungs. I take a breath as I wait for his response.
“I can’t say it pleases me that my best friend is with my daughter, who’s seventeen years younger than him and has known her since she was a baby. But as long as you’re happy, Blair, and Luc remains honorable, I will not interfere.”
He rises from the sofa and continues.
“Come, sweetheart. You need to tell your mother. I’m certain she picked up on it as I did.”
All heads swivel in our direction when we enter the solarium. Luc strides towards me, searching my face. I smile and extend my hand to him. Relief fills his eyes as he takes my hand. I squeeze it and face my mother and siblings.
“Luc and I are a couple.”
Silence descends, then they speak at once. I raise my other hand to quiet them.
“We love each other and are committed to our relationship,” I add, and glance up at Luc.
“I love Blair. She brings joy to my life, missing for some time. She is my future, as I am hers.”
Tears fill my eyes, and I turn my face into his side. He puts an arm around me and kisses the top of my head. I inhale his scent and peace fills me. Together we can make it.
12
Blair
“Ready for your reward, Ma Petite Fille?”
My pussy vibrates with no need of a toy at my Daddy’s magical words. The silky timbre of his baritone blooms goosebumps across my heated skin. The thunderous beat of my heart eclipses the bacchanalian groans and cries of carnal passion in the Cellar at LEVELS London.
My treat for telling my family about our relationship?
An invitation to LEVELS London’s Masquerade Party.
Instead of Luc’s handsome face greeting me when I awoke this morning in his Kensington duplex penthouse, My Daddy left a rosewood box encrusted with rubies, emeralds, and diamonds on his pillow. The jewels glittered in the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his bedroom. Their flashes of light stunned my bleary eyes. Once focused, my breath caught at the beauty of the intricately designed box. The jewels swirled to create a kaleidoscope pattern.
Intrigued, I pressed the ruby cabochon closure and lifted the lid. Nestled on a pillow of gold silk sat a vamp red envelope with the LEVELS London red wax seal.
My heartbeat quickened as I plucked the envelope from the pillow. I swore an electric zing zapped my hand at the contact. With trembling fingers, I broke the seal and pulled a notecard from the envelope. My eyes widened as I scanned the words.
An invitation to LEVELS London’s Masquerade Party.
OMG!
I jumped to my knees and did my happy shimmy dance on the bed—the invitation whipped through the air. Now a Global All Access member, I heard scintillating tales of the sought-after Masquerade Party. Any night—or day, for that matter—hedonistic pleasures fill the club. But the VIP-invitation only event takes it to a whole new level. No pun!
I reread the invitation and threw myself back against the pillows. My feet kicked in the air.
“Whoo-hoo!!! Yeah, baby!! I cannot wait!!”
With another whoop, I jumped from the bed and called for Luc. More than likely, he left for his London office already. But I checked anyway. I rushed through the sitting room to the hallway as I called for him, then at the top of the stairs. No response.
Ah, well.
When I reentered the sitting room, I noticed several matte black boxes with shiny black ribbons tied in bows on the sofa. I skipped to them with a grin on my face. The ribbons and tissue paper fluttered to the floor as I tore into the biggest box.
Sparkles greeted my eyes.
