You're Out Daddy

The banquet went on as usual.

Natasha was walking when Kenneth came up from behind her and took her arm, pulling her along with him.

She frowned at his back. “What are you doing?”

He shot her a sideways glance over his shoulder. “I’m taking you upstairs to change into something else.”

Then, he hauled her up the stairs to a spacious dressing room full of evening gowns.

Natasha entered, her gaze surveying the room before she turned to look at Kenneth warily. “Was Erin dousing me with champagne part of your plan, too?”

He approached her with a smile, studying her features with an adoring expression. “You overestimate me.”

“So this…” She looked at him.

“This is a VIP dressing room prepared for the socialites in case of emergencies. Don’t worry, the outfits in here are occasionally replaced with new seasonal pieces that have never been worn. Anyone who wears it leaves with the outfit,” he explained.

Natasha arched her brow slightly. “It sure is fun being wealthy.”

“Why, are you poor?” Kenneth asked, his eyes burning into hers.

He recalled her giving him ten million without batting an eye, and he still didn’t know where she got that amount of money. However, he knew that wasn’t all she possessed. She definitely had deeper pockets.

It didn’t matter, though.

He didn’t care if she kept countless secrets like a riddle.

Natasha’s eyes lowered when she felt Kenneth’s probing gaze on her, and she spoke with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Compared to you, Mr. Hamilton, yes.”

“If you want it, everything here is now yours,” he said.

“Oh, really? What’s the catch?”

“None. As long as it’s you.” His gaze was unfathomable, and he didn’t look like he was joking.

“You won’t regret it?” she asked.

not, as long as you give me a job in the

His gaze darkened.

you taking

advanced toward her and challenged in a low, gravelly voice. “Are you giving me a

pivoted and took a gown from the rack. “Forget about it. I don’t like ripping

he faced her back. “I wouldn’t just be any other person if

his eyes. “What goes

He narrowed his eyes.

to you now.” With that, she went

but

when my sins have caught up with me? Or

was his

for her to finish,

took a moment to emerge from the spell Kenneth weaved around her. Then, she changed out of her

gown, she realized the zipper hung low on the

in frustration. Just then, a knock sounded on the door. It

froze and

is rushing us outside,” he

and staring at

eyes ran the length

another dress. I can’t fit into

once-over. “It looks fine. You’re slender.

eyes uncomfortably. “I can’t reach the

brow, and his lips quirked upward. “Why didn’t

Before she could finish, he

Natasha gripped the

on her back as if

Her neck curved into the gentle slope of her shoulder, and even the way the bones on her back were shaped was

Natasha could feel his

charged tension hung in the air

“Kenneth…”

reached for the zipper, the tips of her

reaction didn’t go unnoticed by Kenneth, and he smirked. He pulled the

felt like a century as he fastened

leaned in closer and asked in a low voice, “You haven’t answered my

“What?” she retorted.