Empire State Enemies: An Enemies-to-Lovers Billionaire Romance (Billionaires In Charge) by Rosa Lucas

Author:Rosa Lucas [Lucas, Rosa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rosa Lucas
Published: 2024-04-04T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-EIGHT

Lexi

Tonight, I’m in dire need of some liquid courage and a hottie on my arm. I’ve said yes to Kayla’s double-date plan for an immersive cinema experience with her beau, Justin, and Brad—the guy I previously grabbed a couple of drinks with.

It’s a hell of a lot better than brooding at home about Connor’s crap—how he screwed me over, not once but twice. I’m done renting him space in my mind free of charge. It’s been a few days since that interview went south, and thankfully, there’s been zero reason for us to cross paths—fine by me. I did the professional thing and smoothed it over with Willow after he stormed off—probably to sulk or put his fist through something. Who knows with that guy.

And if he thinks a lame “I’m sorry” text is going to fix things, he’s sorely mistaken.

Brad slings his muscular arm around me as we weave our way to the immersive theater, laughing like idiots. He’s a doctor, and you don’t get much sexier than that. The guy’s straight out of a prime-time medical show—tall, built, dripping with charm. A real head-turner, and he’s got the gift of the gab too.

I’m out to have a good time tonight, feel appreciated, not discarded like trash. A night of drinks and laughs is just what the doctor ordered . . . and maybe a little groping, depending on how things go.

Though, in hindsight, chugging wine on an empty stomach might not have been my brightest idea.

“What’s with all the mystery around this immersive theater thing?” I ask Brad. Up ahead, Kayla glances back at us, clearly buzzed. “Is it that Back to the Future show? I’ve been seeing ads for it all over.” Honestly, I’d rather just hole up in some dive bar with a bottle of bottom-shelf bourbon, but hey, I’m game for whatever.

Brad stops dead in his tracks, giving me a look like I just grew a second head. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Nooo?” It comes out sounding more like I’m double-checking with him. We’re heading to some horror show, aren’t we? Kayla’s been too giddy. Too weird.

“Jesus Christ,” Brad stutters, looking horrified. “I thought Kayla told you. Lexi, we’re going to a kink club. This is it.”

My mouth hangs open in shock.

We come to a stop outside a club called the Velvet Whip, the neon sign giving us all a nice pink hue.

“Softness and sting,” I mumble, reading the tagline. Huh.

I whip around to Kayla. “What the hell, Kayla? When you said ‘immersive theater,’ I thought you meant audience participation. Not audience fornication!”

But before she can answer, Brad jumps in with a disapproving frown. “Nope, not happening. Kayla, this is not cool. You should’ve given Lexi a heads-up.” He shakes his head like a disappointed parent. “Lexi and I will find a normal bar.”

I grab Kayla’s arm and hiss, “You brought me to some BDSM club?!”

She winces and starts twirling her hair nervously. “So, surprise?” she squeaks out. “Sorry, I figured you’d bail if you knew, since you were already hard to convince for a normal girls’ night out.

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