Page 169 of Scandalous Games


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“I go where you go, kitten.”

My heart soars and beats faster as though he hung the moon. “But what about your company here?”

“I’ve already talked to Kian and we’ll be promoting someone to run the branch here while I relocate to the new branch.”

“When?” I gasp, shocked.

“The day we got married.”

“That was presumptuous,” I tease. However, my blushing cheeks betray my true feelings. “You didn’t even know if I liked you.”

“We’re inevitable, kitten. I would’ve waited as long as it took.”

“Does this mean we won’t divorce like we planned once Arya is married?”

I squeal when in a flash, he yanks me until I’m straddling his lap. His rough and large hands grab my ass and he spanks me once, right where the driver can see through the rearview mirror.

“Dash!” I whisper-hiss, turning crimson red.

“Say anything about leaving me again and I’ll do more than spank your ass,” he growls. One hand travels up my spine and tangles in my hair. I bite my lip to swallow the moan elicited by his raw display of dominance. “You sealed your fate to mine once you signed those papers. Whatever our future holds, we’ll make it work. I’m never spending another second, let alone a minute, without you again, wifey.”

Using his grip, he crushes my mouth against his and kisses me roughly. I forget about our audience and moan against his lips, seeking friction against my aching clit as I grind my hips against the fly of his jeans.

I swear he wore casual clothes today on purpose. I just know he wants to drive me crazy and feel aroused throughout our whole flight. When I saw him dressed in a dark green tee with denim jeans, I was brought back to the past. His knowing smirk told me he knew where my mind went.

I’m in a daze when he rips his mouth away and I chase his lips, wanton for his taste. He’s fighting the same battle and it takes me a second to realize we’ve arrived at his place. The driver is no longer in the front seat and groaning, I hide my face in Dash’s shaking chest.

“I’ll have to add ‘new driver’ to my list now.” He growls in my hair.

“What? No. Stop firing people on my behalf.”

“He knows the sound of your moans, kitten. If I see him again, finding a new job will be the least of his worries.”

I freeze at the possessiveness in his tone and notice something dark reflecting in his eyes. Shaking my head, I lightly tease him to dissolve the savage look he’s wearing. “Or maybe next time, don’t spank me.”

“We’ll take the limos instead.”

My jaw drops at his idea and before I can sass him, he slides out of the car and takes me with him. Gently dropping my feet to the ground, he takes my hand and guides us toward the tall building. It is way more stunning than the one we live in back home.

The doorman greets Dash formally before giving me a small smile. As we walk down the lobby toward the elevator, I casually ask, “Which floor is yours?”

“All of them.”

I almost stumble at his smooth answer and whip my head to his. “All?”

“I only reside in this building and own it completely.”

He’s not joking. “What do you need the whole damn building for?”

“My cars.”

I’m afraid to ask how many he has and shut my mouth as we climb up the stairs to the penthouse. I understand now why he bought my building, too, but I’m unable to comprehend why he gave up this gorgeous one to live in mine. Even the inside of the elevator is high tech and luxurious. I can’t imagine what the rest of the floors look like.

“I’ll give you a tour later,” he softly informs me and I smile.

The elevator opens straight into the hallway, lit with bright lights and white tiles. The walls have abstract paintings adorning on each side. A myriad of dark and intricate colors that match the personality of the man who owns it.

Dash is quiet but I can sense his intense gaze observing me as I glance around his home—his sanctuary. It is sleek and modern. The walls in the living room are painted off-white and furnished beautifully. The rich black rug, a stark contrast. Like it was pulled out of a magazine.

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