“Because Starla told you,” Ryder stated coldly. Ryder drew himself up and gazed at Oliver. “It was a mistake ever doing business with you.”
Oliver glared back in open hatred. “It’s you, isn’t it? You’re the one Alicia was cheating on me with.”
“What?” Ryder asked, so stunned I laughed.
“You think Ryder is being unfaithful to me? Oh man, now that’s funny. Don’t judge every man by your low standards!” I leaned forward and got into Oliver’s face. “Let me tell you something,bitch. Ryder knows to keep his pants zipped and not screw every pretty face that crosses his path. Heunderstandsthe value of marriage and would never toss me aside for a good fuck. Especially not for someone like the bucket crutch of a skank you’re fucking.”
“How dare you!” Oliver blustered and moved towards me.
“Touch my wife, and we’ll need a second ambulance,” Ryder threatened. Oliver backed away at the menace in Ryder’s voice as he stepped forward. Paramedics bustled in, and we pushed back to allow them room to work. Five minutes later, Winona was placed on a gurney and wheeled out. Aaron followed, and as he got to the doorway, he paused.
“Kensington, you almost killed my wife. The most important person in my life. Winona nearly died because you fucked some cheap whore who didn’t even check if anyone had allergies. That cunt isn’t fit to lick Winona’s feet. You’re done.I’ll finish you,” Aaron threatened.
Oliver sneered. “Bring it on. I don’t need you.”
Aaron sent Oliver a pitying glance and then rushed off after Winona. Ryder moved towards me and hooked me around the waist.
“I’m going to enjoy destroying you. Hostile takeovers arewhatI excel at, Kensington. Seems you forgot who you kept company with. Winona means a lot to us,” Ryder said and led me out. The others followed without a backward glance.
Oliver
Beyond furious, I paced back and forth, my mind working overtime. First, I planned to leak the information that Ryder Jasper, the so-called loyal husband, was screwing my ex-wife. Then I’d point out how they’d turned a simple mistake into a threat. How dare they threaten to ruin me? I was Goddamn fucking Oliver Kensington.
“Oliver, I’m so sorry,” Eve whispered. She looked devastated. “I never meant to shame or embarrass you. I threw those EpiPens because I knew you didn’t have an allergy.”
Two paths lay in front of me. Shout and severely punish Eve, or let this go. Eve had done her best, and those assholes had shit on her before this happened. The moment they crossed my threshold, they’d been rude and dismissive. And despite this, Eve had maintained dignity and politeness. Even offering to wait on them.
“Come here,” I ordered.
Eve looked uncertain, like she believed I’d strike her. “Oliver…”
“Eve, I won’t repeat myself.”
Eve hurried over, and I yanked her close and kissed her deeply. “Don’t let them get to you. We don’t need them or their money. I have other investors.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a ring box. Eve gasped as she looked down.
“Oliver?”
Casually, I flipped it open. Eve wouldn’t say no. “Marry me, Eve.”
“Of course! Oh God! I love you.” Eve cried and threw her arms around me. I smirked as she slid the ring on and admired it. She didn’t need to know it was one Alicia had discarded. Luckily, it fit.
Eve kissed me, and once again, everything was under control. I kissed her in return, stepping back and undoing my pants. Eve glanced down at my rock-hard cock and licked her lips. I shoved her down to blow me.
The caterer rushed past and offered me a look of desire. Yeah, I bet she wanted my cock too. I threw my head back and pushed deep into Eve’s throat, choking her. I didn’t care; Eve could suck me all day long. That was her main job now.
Starla
Oh God, that man was disgusting. Kensington was standing in the wreck of the dinner party, and I’d seen how he’d forced Eve to her knees to blow him. There’d been fear and disgust in Eve’s eyes. Choking noises chased me from the mansion. Eve wasn’t enjoying that as much as Oliver believed. God help her, because she’d need it. Oliver Kensington was a pig, and I was blacklisting him and any future events of his. Good riddance to bad rubbish.
Alicia
“How is Winona?” Devon asked as we walked through the park.
“So-so, her poor face was just a mass of hives. Aaron hasn’t left her side for a week. It was horrifying. But she feels better. Christ, I can’t believe what Oliver and Eve did,” I replied.
“That was horrible. Oliver’s getting quite a bad rep at the moment. Who the hell announces his engagement after nearly killing a guest?”
