“There is only one reason why she told me what her plans are, and that’s because she wants to get a reaction out of me. Well, Raj, you’re about to see my reaction. If you want to fuck, then I’m your man,” he said under his breath. “I am the only person you’re going to mess around with from here on out, dammit.”

Fifteen minutes later, he was on his way to the Ice Palace.

I hope you’re ready for me, he thought to himself as anticipation burned through his veins. Raj had underestimated him for the last time.

Chapter Ten
Rajneet

Raj had been out of sorts all week long. Between her brother showing up, preparing her company for sale, and thinking about the way things had ended with Ajay, she couldn’t focus.

No matter what Ajay thought, she was not a coward. His words still rang in her ears as she replayed their argument in her head for the millionth time. She preferred noncommittal relationships so she could focus on her business. It had been her mistake to open up, to share more than she’d intended to. He’d caught her at a weak moment.

And just as she was ready to relax at the Ice Palace, he’d texted her again, reminding her that he was still a force she had to eventually deal with.

Raj crossed her legs and the center slit of her long black dress parted to the tops of her thighs. Her foot tapped in the air to the music, and the heel of her strappy YSL stiletto sparkled, shooting small rays of light at every beat. The muted music vibrated through the red leather sectional underneath her, and the strobe lights on the other side of the two-way mirror behind the sofa brightened the Fire Lounge.

It was a small space, but it had a canapés cart, a fully stocked bar, and a private bathroom in the back with necessities discreetly tucked in drawers. She’d reserved the room for the entire night, a privilege only available to her as a private investor in the Ice Palace nightclub.

“Whiskey neat, Raj?” Harrison asked, holding up a bottle.

“Yes, darling.”

She watched her chosen lover for the night as he moved across the room. He had a lean frame, an angular jaw, and a thick cock when fully erect. She’d slept with him before and knew that he made sure she came before he claimed his own orgasm. More importantly, he did what he was told. With him, Raj never had to worry about who controlled the situation.

“I didn’t think you’d call this weekend,” he said as he passed her the whiskey.

“Oh? Why is that?”

“You’ve been busy. Rumor has it that you’re considering an offer from Gen One to run the foundation.”