A Millionaire, His Suit, And Poor Me

After promising to pick me up at six o'clock to go bowling, Henris escorted me out of his office. Everyone who was waiting got up when he arrived, I looked at them, unsure of what to do while he was handling the situation, which apparently for him meant looking at them in a rude way and greeting me with an aggressive kiss. The work proceeded slowly, with the only trace of entertainment brought by a sudden singing attack from Sophia and Lol surprising us with sushi for lunch. After the work was done, we quickly returned home and collapsed on the couch, exhausted and bored, while I told Jace the details of my little bet. “Damn it, Noras, you should lose on purpose."exclaims Jace, pushing me on my hips with a smile on my face. “i mean, did you take a good look at him?” “Yeah, yeah, he's a f*****g fallen angel or something. But I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of winning, you know?” “Um, I think so." I raised an eyebrow as I looked at my best friend who was now wearing a pout on his lips with a glass of wine in his hand “Do you still think I should lose?” “Noras, you haven't fucked since Liam, like in the fourth grade.” “I was a senior at the university!'l protested, reaching out to pinch his ear. “Like, last year.” “Yeah, and it's been a f***g long time." He gave me one last shot in the abdomen, then got up, muttering something about Louis and FIFA, and I had to get ready while they sipped their beers. Henris arrived exactly thirty minutes early and dragged me out of the apartment before I could kiss Jace or Louis, who were arguing about the match broadcast on our television. “Do you have to go somewhere else?’l huffed as he led me down the stairs. “No, Noras"He scolded me. “Why do you say such a thing?” “I don't know, maybe because you practically dragged me out of my apartment?” She rolled her eyes and held the door of her Range Rover for me, which, surprisingly, James wasn't driving. I gaped at her beauty as she walked around the front of the car to her seat and start the car. We got out of the parking lot faster than necessary, and given the grip he had on the steering wheel, something was wron He kept his teeth and lips closed the whole time, his jaw protruding, begging me to leave us in a trail of kisses. Instead, I turned to the window with a sigh. “What's the matter?” “Nothing He said sharply. “Well, you look angry.” He didn't answer until he had to brake abruptly at a red light due to his high speed, at which point he put his hand on m; knee and tightened his grip for a moment. Reluctantly, I lifted my head from the window and turned to him, staring at hir seriously. “Very well" He started. “Is it really necessary for you to kiss Jace and Louis every time you have to go somewhere?” “Are you kidding?"l laughed. At the way his nostrils were almost expelling smoke, I quickly tried to erase the smile from lips. “Henri, they are gay. Like, totally.” “You don't need to kiss everyone you meet, Noras." “Well, you don't have to fuck all your employees, so I guess we're even.” Henris let out a primal growl and tightened his grip on the steering wheel. We spent the rest of the trip in silence, except for his stupid classical music and the aggressive breathing that escaped from his lips. Then, while he was parking, getting out and coming towards me, his anger disappeared as if it had never been there. His boyish smile took place on his face and he took my hand to guide me into the somewhat old bowling alley, a place where you don't expect to see a multimillionaire company CEO. “I booked a track” He said in a low tone when we reached the counter. “And I need two pairs of bowling shoes.” “Name?"asks the man, loudly popping a bubble created by the chewing gum in his mouth. The man almost choked on his chewing gum and began rummaging through the papers with a terrified look. It took a few tries before he managed to write our names for the track, then give us two pairs of shoes with a forced smile. “Have fun, Mr. Steve. And if you need anything, don't hesitate to let us know. And you're on track 7. And if you need - I've already said so. Have a good time.''m hacking. Henris squinted in his direction, which made the man step back a step and pushed me to give him a slight nudge in the stomach, because obviously the poor man did not need extra pressure on him. “I will. Arrange for our drinks to be served immediately” “My God'l grumbled as he guided me to our track. “What could you have done to scare him like that?” “nothing, Noras. He said in an annoyed tone, and before I could open my mouth, he added: “And don't even think about asking me again.’ I mentally insulted myself about how predictable I was before I sat on the plastic chairs around our station. For my own pleasure, I chose to write “Mr. Steve” for Henris and “Noras” for myself, which had the effect of annoying him with my childish ways a few minutes after the start of our evening. “Really, Noras?"He blew. “Can't you change it?" “Oh, calm down, it's just a joke."l laughed. He pressed his lips together, trying to stay calm, and I took the opportunity to ¢ him one of the dimples. “and smile, Mr. Syles. We're about to go bowling!’ He sighed slowly as he put on the horrible shoes we needed to play, putting aside his Chelsea boots. “You better like role playing games if you want to keep calling me that. You might as well make good use of it in bed once you lose that bet” “Henris!"l moaned, and this time a smile appeared on his lips as he ran his hand through his tousled curls and those dan green eyes lit up, and I was so lost for this man who was trying to hide the child inside of him. We sat side by side to put our shoes, and when he got up, my chin hit the floor. it should be a mortal sin for someone to look as good in bowling shoes as Henris Steve did. It was one of the few times h didn't wear a suit; he was wearing a dark jacket with a fur collar, a black T-shirt and those damn tight black jeans that I wanted to tear off his legs. “Noras."He said sharply. I raised my head from her position in my hands where she could have a good observation point I stare at him with fascination and met his deadly gaze. “Do you want to start?” “Uh, yeah. Of course.” He looked at me with an authoritative smile as I picked up the bowling ball and approached the track, my heart racing before I let the ball slide, ending with a perfect strike. I happily celebrated the fall of nine pins, then turned around with smile of triumph and my hand on my hip. “Go ahead, Mr. Stevel gloated, sweeping all my hair over one shoulder. “That is my intention, Wishe." I laughed at him and took the ball for my second throw. “Oh, really? Where would you have learned to play bowling? If yo know how to play bowling.” “There wasn't much to do in Cheshire He said, his eyes alert as I threw the ball and managed to knock over even the last the pins. “You?” “There wasn't much to do in North Carolina.’ “Good job, baby."He said softly when he finished my service, holding out his hand to me. His fingers gripped me firmly by the hips and I fell gracelessly into his lap. “I thought you were teasing me about knowing how to play.’ I laughed and pulled down the collar of his shirt, revealing the two dates tattooed on each side at the base of his neck, managing to avoid his penetrating gaze. “I couldn't lie even if I wanted to.” “Very true, Noras."She whispered. “Now please control yourself and stop pulling on my clothes. You have to at least wait until 1 win this bet before you take them away from me.” At her words, I moved away from her legs and took a seat in my armchair, next to hers. “You are everything in words and nothing in action. Let's see.” As soon as he stood up with that smirk and straight shoulders, I regretted that I even thought that I could win this challenge. He took a blue and red ball, walked to the rink and sent the ball straight to the pins, where he hit them with a loud noise. All the pins fell, none remained standing. Henris turned around, shrugged his shoulders slightly, before turning back to with a stupid smile that I wanted to slap. “The game is open.’ And that's what happened. We got so lost in this intense game that the professionals could not keep up. At some point, t man at the bar brought us disgusting beers, which we drank without hesitation. Henris made a face as he drank his drink. “It's really horrible. How can you love American beer?” “I don't know, I've never tried anything else. Your turn." He finished his drink before heading to the track with those stupid bowling shoes that I loved on him, and let the ball sli through his fingers gracefully. He gave the impression that everything was easy. To me, he looked like he could be perfect in everything. The way he walks around exudes self-confidence. His body full of strength shows anyone who is within a hundred meters that he is the best, and that he knows it too. “Noras."He said suddenly, taking me out of my thoughts. “It's your turn. And I remind you that this is your last." I got up, my brain a little misty from the glasses of beer I consumed. I picked up the blue ball that I used all evening befo taking a look at the scoreboard. Surprisingly, I was two points ahead, which means that I had to play perfectly to stay ahead. “Don’t get me wrong!"He said from behind me. I silenced him with a wave of my hand without turning around and tried tc stay stable on my legs as much as possible. “Really, baby, I wouldn't want you to lose! That would be absolutely horrible! “Fuck you, Henris!” “The language, Noras."He scolded me with a note of amusement. I dared not turn around, knowing that I would find his fa lit up with amusement and his lower lip between his teeth. “Now do your best!” “Stop itl complained. “Baby, am I distracting you?"He said softly. I showed him my middle finger, again without turning around, and prepared tc throw, until 1 found him with his face snuggled against my neck and his arms around my waist from behind, dropping the ball by surprise. “Baby, you dropped the ball” “Ym going to hit you in the balls if you don’t stop.'l whispered, trying not to let my body get used to his warmth. I was surprised when her fingers took the front hem of my jeans and brought me closer to the curve of her abdomen. “Don’t be rude”’He said in a low voice. “I'm just trying to wish you good luck." “No, you're trying to distract me.” “No, why should 17" I could feel her smile on the skin of my neck before she started to drop soft kisses on it, and from the movements of her chest, I could feel that she knew what she was doing and exactly how to do it. And the fact that she was wearing her usua musk scent didn’t help much either. “Henris, if you don't let me go, it will be an automatic victory for me.I launched weakly, trying to ignore the fact that he was slightly biting my shoulder at that moment. He let go of me as fast as he grabbed me and laughed as he pulled back. I took deep breaths as I retrieved the ball from the ground, then tried to forget the feeling of his arms around my waist. Apparently, I tried to recover a little too long, because Henris surprised me by giggling behind me, which turned my knee into jelly once again. Everything about him was contradictory, from his deep laugh to his light laugh, and it was hard to keep up with it all “will you ever throw the ball? Or are you too distracted?” He finally said. “Fuck you.'I said it was boring. Then I threw the ball with all the strength and concentration I was capable of, with always the feeling of her lips on my shoulder, and I watched her walk down the track. To my surprise, and apparently to Henris’ too, he hit the pins with a loud noise and knocked them all to the ground. I turned around and ran to him, jumped on him and wrapped my shanks around the pelvis of the very angry company CEO, “Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you." laughed like crazy, dropping kisses along the entire length of his neck and insulting him. t held his hands under my thighs. “I won, and oh my god, Jace is going to be so angry”. And I won!" “Noras... “No, I don't even want to hear your'l put my arms around her neck and lifted my head from where it was nestled in the curve of her shoulder. I met his green eyes illuminated and amused and his cheeks flushed by one too many beers. it was absolutely beautiful, he held me in his arms effortlessly, and our faces were only a few centimeters apart. And the fact that I had a little alcohol in my system helped me. The situation was too tempting and I pressed my lips to hers. Henris let out a grunt and backed up a few steps until he leaned against the blue and red table on which the beers and some of our belongings were resting. His hands tightened their grip on my legs and I giggled before pulling away from hi lips. “I won."I said under my breath against his mouth. He passed his lips along my neck and another growl left his throat. “Yes, but you are also around my pelvis right now." “Well,” I sighed, touching his nose with mine, bringing our glances back to each other. “You will have to spend a whole day like a normal person, so I am definitely still the winner” We remained leaning against the plastic table for a few more seconds, until he slowly made me slide until my toes touch the floor. There was still a trace of amusement in his eyes as we picked up our things and walked out of the bowling alley hand in hand. “Noras, Noras, Noras."She whispered when we went out into the cold New York air. “What am I going to do with you?" “Nothing, because I won." He laughed and put an arm around my shoulders and I snuggled up to him. “We both know that this is not true.’ I chose not to answer, because it was obviously true and that he would catch me red-handed lying as soon as I opened m mouth. We walked to his car in silence, he helped me get in, catching me when I stumbled, exhausted. A yawn escaped my lips as I fastened my seat belt. “Are you tired?” “A lttle."t whispered. “You should go to sleep when we get back to my place.” “Shall we go to your house?” “Yes, Noras."He said sharply. I couldn't help grumbling at his sudden change of mood. “Don't be whimsical.” “Sleep!’ I rolled my eyes and leaned my head against the window and started mentally planning what I was going to do during my relaxing day with Henris. A million ideas crossed my mind, including stupid Disney movies that he would undoubtedly ha cheap white wine that he would hate, and a lot of kisses that he would confidently enjoy. Before I could think about it, I was grabbed from the seat and carried, supported by two strong arms under my legs and back. I raised my head and saw Henris looking straight ahead with a serious expression. “Ym tired."l whispered. Mia observed carefully for a second and pressed the elevator button. “I'm going to put you to bed. Don't worry." “I can walk!" “Shut up, Noras." Another yawn escaped my mouth before I had time to answer. I pressed my head against her chest and felt her regular beating, savoring the feeling of security that comes from being wrapped in her arms. The doors open and he leads me int his dimly lit apartment, up the stairs, then leans on his bed and starts taking off my shoes. “I can do itl mumbled in a low voice as he untied my boots. “No. I made an effort to straighten up on my elbows and looked at him: “I'll do it, Henris." He hesitated for a second, his fingers firmly resting on the laces of my second shoe, before continuing. His jaw clenched 2 he does when he tries not to answer me by telling me how annoying I am. I watched him, fascinated, taking off the first brown boot, then the second, then taking off my stockings, revealing my bright red toenails. Henris let out a smile at this sight, then he got into bed and pulled the covers over both of us. “Don't tell me what I have to do."He told me gently, pulling me closer to his chest and passing an arm around my waist. “All 1 said was that I could take off my shoes myself” “I know you can."He sighed. There was a moment of silence during which I moved under the heavy blankets, trying to find comfortable position. “Stop moving.” “Sorry.” His fingers went under the edge of my sweater and rested on the skin of my abdomen as usual, tracing bumpy figures on my hips. “When are we going to spend this day relaxing?" A smile appeared on my lips. “Soon.” “The Packers game is on Saturday. And for Sunday?” “If 1 didn’t know you better, I'd say you can't wait.” He grumbled slightly and intertwined his legs with mine so that we were as close as possible. Carefully, I approached my hand to hers which was on my stomach and I brought them together.

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