Fierce King: Chapter 29
I woke in the huge bed with Alejandro’s arm draped over me. I blinked in the dim room, forgetting where I was for a moment. My temples throbbed lightly with an impending headache and I wriggled out from under him as I reached for the bottle of water beside the bed.
He stirred as I moved. ‘Where do you think you’re going?’ he growled.
‘Nowhere. Just getting a drink.’
‘Well, hurry up and get back over here.’
‘You’re very bossy,’ I said just before taking a long gulp of the cool liquid.
‘That’s because I’m the boss,’ he chuckled to himself and I lay back down beside him. He wrapped his arm around me again and pulled my body against his so my back was pressed up on his hard chest. I wiggled against him and he slapped my ass.
‘Behave yourself and go back to sleep. It’s too early,’ he said with a yawn.
‘I’m just getting comfortable. It’s not my fault you can’t control yourself.’
He ran his teeth along my shoulder and nipped at my skin. ‘You’ll regret that remark later when I teach you a thing or two about control, princess. Now go back to sleep.’
I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of his soft breathing and wondered how I could feel so happy with a man I could hardly stand.
Alejandro and I slept late before we’d eventually got up and eaten a delicious breakfast, and then as promised, he had fucked me in his amazing shower.
I was almost sad to be heading home, but Alejandro had work to do and I needed to drop by the shelter.
We stepped out of the elevator and I froze on the spot. Kiera and Michaela, the two bitches from the night before were in the lobby. They were looking as glamourous and groomed as ever, while I was wearing a t-shirt of Alejandro’s with no bra and a pair of skinny jeans from the hotel boutique.
Alejandro looked at me and then back out into the lobby. He must have noticed them too. They were kind of hard to miss.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me behind a pillar, placing his index finger under my chin and tilting my face up towards him.
‘Hey! You are Alana fucking Montoya. So, put a smile on your face, hold your head high and walk through that damn lobby like the queen that you are.’
I swallowed and nodded. Suddenly, it felt like I could do anything with him by my side. Then he leaned down and kissed me softly.
‘Ready?’ he asked.
‘Yes.’
He winked at me and then hand in hand, we strolled through the lobby, straight towards the Bitches of Eastwick.
Alejandro squeezed my hand and I felt a renewed confidence. Our marriage might be a sham, but they would never know that. And no matter what this thing was between Alejandro and I, it was me who made the eyes roll back in his head every night. It was my name he groaned when he was on the brink of losing control.
‘Good morning, ladies,’ he said as we approached them.
‘Morning Alejandro,’ they purred as they batted their eyelashes at him.
I felt a prickle of annoyance that he was even giving these women the time of the day, but then I remembered that this was his hotel, and everything here was always about business. He pulled me closer to him, sliding his arm around my waist.
‘Any nice plans for the day?’ he asked them.
‘We’ll probably hit the beach and then we have a shoot at four,’ Keira answered. ‘How about you?’
‘Us? Well, my beautiful wife wants to go take a drive down the coast.’
Liar!
‘But, to be honest, I doubt we’ll leave the house once we get home, because I can hardly keep my fucking hands off her,’ he said as he looked at me and winked.
I suppressed a laugh as they stood there with pure envy in their eyes.
‘Enjoy your day at the beach, ladies,’ I said with a smile and then I strolled out of the hotel with the King of L.A’s hand on my ass.
‘Thank you for that,’ I said when we stepped outside into the sunshine.
‘Any time, princess,’ he replied with a smile and then he pulled me into his arms and kissed me, slipping his tongue into my mouth and making my knees tremble.
I almost squealed with joy when he finally let me up for air and I saw Keira and Michaela watching us with their mouths hanging open.