The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Then you should sit in the middle. It’s more convenient for me that way!” I turned, sidestepping her and pushing her in front of me.

Soleil spun and shoved me forward. “I am not sitting with Ren! He’s so gonna nag me again!”

Oh my God, the embarrassment of taking turns shoving each other while the car sat there for minutes…

In the end, I had to sit in the middle.

His scent immediately flooded my senses–fresh, musky, regal.

I gulped. It felt like the half of my body closest to him had suddenly been ennobled.

“Bye, Jeannie! Thanks for the meal!” Soleil called out.

Jean waved back.

The window started to roll up. The car was turning claustrophobic.

My muscles tensed.

guys.” Soleil sighed, leaning against my shoulder- squeezing me even closer to the other side… 0

anything, Soren suddenly

a lot! I could drink one more bottle of that stuff!”

“Ah, I see.

I’m feeling a little faint! I need to nap for a bit! Yawn! Don’t talk me for some time,

door, resting her head

Soren. My legs were

gentleman, he shifted to the side as much as he could to give

butt

legs started pushing into my spot.

was basically pressed against Soren’s

was quiet. I could feel his warmth. It was grilling me, damn

last time he sent me

was very conscious. Too

was pressed up against a guy who made my heart race faster than a jet. Hell, my blood was boiling.

suddenly hold my hand? Would he… suddenly pull me into his arms?!