CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

LYDIA

All I want to do is lay under my man all day watching movies without a care in the world.

“That reminds me.” He reached under the seat retrieving money from the luxury duffel bag.

“Here is the money you would have made if you worked at the club this weekend.” He placed $30,000 cash in my hands. The money was crisp, strapped in ten thousand-dollar bands.

My eyes almost popped out of my head. “Hayden, this is too much money. You already gave me $10,000 the other day. I would only make around $12,000 this weekend if I had celebrity clients.”

“Lydia, I want to make sure you are taken care of. Do not give the money back. I’m not trying to take away your independence. Let’s enjoy each other this weekend.”

“Ok, but first I have a job to do. You paid my salary blue eyes.” I started my Chris Brown playlist.

I stood before him dancing as I peeled off my sweat shirt. My fingers massaged his shoulders as I rolled my hips. I turned sliding my jeans over my ass as I bent over pushing my ass toward him. Hayden’s fingers glided over my hips. My legs swayed back and forth as I slipped out of my jeans and panties. Hayden held me tight, his tongue slid up and down my slit. I was done.

“Hayden.”

“I’m the only man who gets to kiss your pussy, eat your pussy, and finger fuck you.” Hayden licked my pussy again sending shivers up my spine.

“I’ll slit the next motherfuckers throat who touches you wrong.”

The hairs stood on my arms. I felt a little uneasy, because I knew he was telling the truth.

I tried turning around, Hayden buried his tongue deeper inside me. “Oh, fuck Hayden.”

My legs shook as he peeled my pussy lips back pushing his nose and tongue deeper into my wetness. I gripped my ankles for dear life.

“Um,” he hummed against my pussy.

“That’s it baby cum on daddy’s tongue.”

Fuck, he broke me. I could barely stand. He pulled me into his arms. My tongue dove into his mouth as I melted into his arms. I loved tasting myself. “Hayden, tonight.” My eyes brightened.

“Not tonight, baby. It’s going to happen soon. I need to make you completely mine.”

My forehead rested against his as I stared into his blue eyes. “I want to give myself to you, completely.”

“Good. Once you’re my wife we’ll make love. Ok?”

I shook my head. Hayden helped me back into my clothes. I laid in his arms staring out the window.

“We are going to tear up the streets of London.”

“Finally, you tell me where we are,” I smiled.

I couldn’t tear my eyes from the beautiful view of London as we landed.

“What airport is this?”

“London Luton.”

Hayden held my hand as we walked across the tarmac into the beautiful airport. A man carried my two bags along with Hayden’s luxurious luggage.

“Hayden, are you sure my money is safe in my bag,” I whispered.

“Yes, Lydia. I will have him place your bag in the back seat with us.”

“Thank you,” I rubbed his arm as we approached the counter.

Maybe, I should have asked Hayden to give me the money when we returned to the states. I’m still in shock he gave me all that money. Something tells me he’s trying to prove a point. Like the one looming over our relationship, how he can take care of me. A beautiful pearl Bentley awaited us curb side outside the airport. Hayden hid behind his dark aviator sunglasses while taking a business call as we drove through downtown London. The streets were lined with beautiful clothing stores, exquisite restaurants, and pubs. Hayden held my hand as we crossed the street, strolling into a lavish dress shop.

“Baby, have a seat. I will be right back.”

Hayden stepped away speaking to three women before returning to me.

Hayden sat beside me. “Lydia, I will be directly across the street at the pub sitting in the window. I’m waiting for a client, he has to sign some papers. The dress shop owner will call me once you are done.”

My smile rose and fell. “Hayden, I only need a few things.”

“Baby, you are the future Mrs. Hayden Gaster. I’m taking care of you rather you want me to or not.” He held my face as his lips encased mine.

My body shook, I was nervous from his words. What the fuck was I doing? My eyes searched his happy face.

God. I was thinking about bolting. I’ve made Hayden lose his fucking mind. Hayden pulled me against his hard chest.

“I’ll see you soon baby.”

Hayden disappeared.

The owner approached. “Mrs. Gaster, are you ready.”

My eyes widened. Yeah, I have officially drove my new boyfriend and future husband crazy. I offered a weak smile. “Yes.”

She placed a glass of champagne in my hand. I never tried on so many clothes in forty-five minutes.

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Hayden whisked me away inside of the luxury hotel the Wellesley. My hand remained over my mouth as we walked through the exquisite lobby into the elevator. The white walls trimmed in gold and the breathtaking crystal chandeliers hanging throughout held my attention. It was a page right out of Architectural Digest. Hayden’s life is overwhelmingly luxurious. He’s treated like royalty where ever he goes. I never thought this would be my life. I imagined my husband and I would visit the local Friday’s restaurant on a Friday night. Not preparing to have dinner at an exclusive restaurant for Billionaires.

“Lydia, I will run you a bath.” I stared at the bags of expensive clothes and shoes lining the wall. I didn’t answer.

Sitting on the plush black and cream bed, I kicked off my shoes, then removed my clothes sashaying into the bathroom naked. I pulled my hair up into my scrunchie. The hot water felt good on my skin. Hayden disappeared then returned naked. I swallowed hard. My eyes roamed his sexy perfect body. Hayden doesn’t have any tattoos. I wonder why. His large cock was at attention. I looked away, trying hard not to stare at his gorgeous long, thick dick. Shit, he is going to kill me when we have sex.

Hayden slid behind me pulling me back against him. I could feel his throbbing cock poking my ass. “We are finally together alone. I’ve longed for this moment, Lydia.”

He chuckled. “You make it hard for me sometimes.”

“Hayden, I’m still concerned about us.”

“Don’t be. How does it feel laying in my arms?”

I closed my eyes. “So, fucking good.”

“This is what I look forward to, taking a bath with my woman when I get off work. I love holding you in my arms. We feel right together. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Throwing my head back against his shoulder. I smiled.

“Yes, it’s still a lot to take in Hayden.”

“Well baby, this is us. Tells me we are made for each other.”

There was some truth there. We only argue about me stripping everything else is wonderful.

“We are made for each other Hayden.”

He kissed the side of my head. “I’m going to let you relax a little. I’m through the adjoining door,” he stated stepping out of the tub, wrapping a towel around his waist.

He leaned over softly kissing my lips. “I’ll be back at 7. I would like us to get to dinner by 7:30.”

“Ok.”

I watched his tight ass under the towel leave the room.

This is a nice break. I closed my eyes resting my head against the back of the ivory and gray marble clawfoot tub. No stripping for four days. I wish I could get used to this. However, I’m my own woman. I don’t need a man to take care of me. I can take care of myself. If I didn’t have to pay my father’s medical bills maybe I could live off of a job paying $35k. Instead I’ve grown accustom to making a ton of money every month. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had bad days to bad months. I’m a saver, so when things get bad, I go to my safe and use those funds to live off of for a while.

∞

Hayden was prompt, knocking on my door at 7 p.m. I wasn’t ready. I quickly unlocked the door, then ran back into the bathroom.

“Hayden, I’ll be ready in a minute!”

The beautiful large pearl and gold earrings sparkled against my skin.

Hayden knocked on the door. “Can I come in?”

“No! I’m almost done.”

I have everything a girl could want. I’m wearing a new pink lace bra and panties, sexy lingerie not sure why he insisted the store owner add all these items to my order. Two new Michael Kors purses, six boxes of Christian Louboutin’s and two dress coats. Total $15,038.45. I needed to pick my mouth up off the floor. I couldn’t even play it off like this was every day.

I stuffed my hair into a bun half way around my head. The pale pink dress enhanced the size of my ass. The matching stilettos increased my height to 5’9.”

The makeup and fake eye lashes set my look. My look was rich sophisticated.

“Ok, I’m ready Hayden.” I walked toward him across the room. He was sitting in a chair staring at his cell.

His eyes fell on me. No words for what felt like a minute.

“Do I look that bad? I can change into another dress.”

“No!” He stood, walking around me.

“You look stunning.”

Hayden was wearing a black suit, navy dress shirt, black tie, and expensive black Oxfords.

I smiled. “You look handsome too.”

He helped me slip into my coat, before leaving.