The Billionaire’s Games (The Billionaire’s Obsession 2)

We took a car to the club, Evan made sure to keep his arm tight around my waist as we entered the club. The music was blasting, a song which I liked booming through the room. I felt the beat throughout my whole body, but Evan wasn’t letting me enjoy the little moment. He tightened his fingers on me again, probably leaving a bruise on my hip as he led me to the stairs, his eyes trailing down to my strappy heels.

“You’re killing me, Zoey.”

I glanced down at my heels, “Okay, I’ll give you the dress. I know it’s revealing, but the heels?” I shifted my gaze back to his, “Really? What’s wrong with my shoes? I love them!”

Dropping his arm, Evan reached for my hand instead, holding it firmly in his. We walked up the stairs together, slowly as if he was afraid I’d fall and break my neck. It was nice of him to be careful, but I’d be alright. Entering the VIP room I took in the sight of five hot men all dressed very nicely sitting in a booth while doing shots. They were loud, their faces bright with grins spread across their faces. A brown haired guy sitting at the end of the table looked our way, his eyes going from Evan to me before he cursed and got out of his seat.

“Evan!” He reached us, his eyes lingering on our hands before he trailed his eyes up to Evan’s face, “Fuck you. You don’t play fair, do you? I asked you if she was single and you told me to go right ahead. You were just fucking with me, weren’t you?” He didn’t sound upset though, if anything he looked rather amused as he leaned in and pulled Evan in a big manly hug, “Come on, you guys need to join us. We’re on our third round. So you have some catching up to do.”

The guy turned his attention to me, “Nice to officially meet you, Zoey.” He held his hand out to me.

Smiling I reached for his hand, surprised when he gripped it firmly and pulled me forward, away from Evan’s side and leaned in. His lips were pressed firmly against mine as he kissed me, straight on the mouth without warning. I heard Evan growl and step in, grabbing me by the shoulder and pulling me back to him. He wrapped his arm firmly around my waist again, crushing me against his firm body.

“The fuck, Daniel? You do that again and I’ll punch you.”

The amusement never left Daniel’s gaze, “So worth it.” He told Evan who growled in response.

Chuckling Daniel spun on his heels and headed to the table where the four other guys were staring at us, all having massive shit-eating grins spread across their faces. Something was going on, but I had no idea what. The guys loved messing with Evan tonight so I had to brace myself. I’m sure Daniel wasn’t the only one who’d try something. As much as I liked looking at those guys, I didn’t need all of them to kiss me. That was just a bit too much. We carefully approached the table, the guys all holding their glasses up to us as they cheered.

“To Evan and Zoey.” Daniel cheered making me match Evan’s groan.

I reached for the shot glass which dark-haired man bun with massive beard placed in front of me, “Don’t you mean to Ryan?” I asked and tossed the shot glass back while Evan did the same.

“To Ryan.” He agreed, both of us slamming our glasses down on the table.

Man-bun smirked at us, “This is going to be fun.”

I’m sure it was going to be fun for them, but I think Evan was going to lose it all because I didn’t change my dress. The guys all scooted up, making room for Evan and me. Evan got in first, making sure I was at the end of the table so no one was close to me. I made sure to snuggle to him while we joined their crazy drinking games. They were having fun and made a lot of jokes about Ryan being wrapped around his bride’s finger and Evan finally being off the market so they didn’t have to worry about that fucker getting all the hot girls. It was all laughs and jokes and the night didn’t end badly at all. Evan and I shared a dance together, mainly because he wanted me away from the drunk idiots as he referred to them. We met Hikari who was a very nice girl, the complete opposite of Anna in looks and personality. I assumed. I never met Anna personally, but I knew she was the type of girl who only befriended people who could help her move forward in her career and only dated men who did the same. That type of woman I hated. She wasn’t sincere at all, everything about her was fake. I didn’t get that feeling when I conversed with Hikari, the best I could. The three shots I had got to me, making me sway on my feet. Evan made sure I stayed on my feet though, cursing my heels to hell. When the night ended we were heading back to the hotel, me all giggly in the backseat pressed up against Evan.

“I had fun.”

“Glad you enjoyed yourself.”

I giggled, brushing my hand over his chest which made him raise an eyebrow at me, “I haven’t enjoyed myself yet.” I couldn’t stop the giggle and pouted my lips as I tried to concentrate, “I will when you get me out of this dress.”

That made the moody Evan get out of his slump, “Cute.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“Hm?”

“You being smashed is cute.” He told me, “We’re almost home, Zo. I’ll make sure you don’t break your neck and put you to bed.”

Like promised Evan walked me to my room, he let me wander around the apartment while he threw my clutch on the coffee table, his eyes following me. Smiling he reached for my arm and gently pulled me with him to my bedroom.

“Careful.” He warned me.

I stumbled into my room and took a seat on the edge of my bed, raising my foot which reached Evan’s crotch. I saw his eyes widen for a split second before he reached for my ankle and tightly grasped it in his hand, pulling it away from his crotch.

“Zoey.” He warned

I noticed how his eyes were not on mine, his eyes were trailing down which made me follow his gaze. A whole lot of skin was showing, leaving nothing to Evan’s imagination. I felt his fingers tighten around my ankle as an animalistic growl left his lips.

“It’s okay.”

He narrowed his eyes on me, his fingers slowly trailing up which made my breathing pick up. I bit my lip when he grabbed my hips in his hands and pushed me up the bed, my heels tearing into my sheets. Evan grabbed onto my leg and wrapped it around his waist, settling in while he brushed my hair out of my face. His eyes searched mine for what felt like an eternity. He slowly leaned in and brushed his lips against mine, letting me have a taste. My fingers itched to touch him, so I did. I grabbed onto his shirt, clawed the material as I deepened the kiss, slipping my tongue inside his mouth. I felt his smirk, but I didn’t give a damn, all I wanted was to end the night by chasing an orgasm with the guy I wanted for a very long time.