Lawsuit and Leather: Childhood Friends meet Hollywood Bad Boy Love Triangle by Vivian Mae

Author:Vivian Mae [Mae, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Midtown Publishing LLC
Published: 2022-02-21T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

The Met stretched across our path, its uniformed steps welcomed an entrance of illuminated pillars. My silent appreciation was cut short as my dress became doused by the excessive rain. I’d forgotten an umbrella but made a point to remind Parker for one as I waited outside the theatre. I missed him, reminded by the wet drops on my cheek as I made my way towards the steps.

“Not that way.” Alejandro corrected my direction, his voice lowered to my ear, heightening the awareness of how he made me flinch. His leather jacket lifted like a wing, tucking me inside. “You need to keep warm, I won’t let you get sick.”

“I won’t,” I said, almost in a promise. “I thought we were going inside.” I didn't even need to duck my head, his tall figure and shelter were enough for me to walk comfortably along his side, still, I tucked my arms in, avoiding the rain as he pulled me flush against his body. His core was feverish, almost stinging hot, echoing a reflection of my own.

“We are, but it’s not as simple as you think. Now, get closer.” He commanded, knowing it would help with the rain. I conceded, my crossed arms, brushing his sides as I followed his lead. We avoided the stone steps, walking adjacent to the street and into a patch of shrubs.

I didn't think twice as we moved off the pavement even though my heels sunk into the wet grass. It was pitch dark as the light faded from our path. I wanted to ask more but was distracted as my knuckles grazed the side of his hard torso. Even with this, the slightest touch, I experienced the defined grooves of his chiseled obliques. I hunched my shoulders, tempted to pull away, but was saved as he released his jacket from above.

“This is us.” He assured, stepping into the red illuminated enclave attached to the building. I twisted a loose strand of my wet hair, twirling it on my finger, my nervousness more apparent without the distraction of his body next to mine.

“They’re closed!” I stated anxiously, “This isn’t an entrance.”

“It is for us.”

“Don’t you dare even try.” I looked away from the door, surveying the darkness of Central Park. We were alone, but I didn’t know for how long. I was certain it was locked from the outside, but I didn’t want him to even touch the handle. The alarm would be deafening, just as it had at the Drip photoshoot. “I’ll leave.”

“Try, and I’ll throw you over my shoulder.”

I shook my head. “I’ll scream.”

“Swear?” He begged, overly joyed from my threats that seemed to excite him. I tensed, both from his words and the thought of getting caught.

“You’re such a jerk.”

“I’m honest, at least with what I want, and as much as I would enjoy hearing you scream, I’d prefer you save your voice. I have plans for it.” He added, slipping something out from his jacket. “Tonight we enter for free.” In his hand was a key, its shape far too unique to go unnoticed.

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