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.

as long as you give me a job in the future,” he said. “I

His gaze darkened.

taking

toward her and challenged in a low,

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

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

met his eyes. “What goes around comes

He narrowed his eyes.

to you now.” With that, she went

him, but he couldn’t

have caught up with me? Or do I have to continue paying

was his

sank into a chair while waiting for her to finish, a smile

changing room, Natasha stared at the gown and took a moment to emerge from the spell

on the back, and she couldn’t reach

brows knitted in frustration. Just then, a knock sounded on the door. It was Kenneth on the other side. “Do you

and didn’t

rushing us

standing inside and staring at him,

the length

me another dress. I can’t

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

eyes uncomfortably. “I

raised a brow, and his lips quirked upward.

finish, he

there’s no need.” Natasha gripped the gown

her back as if he

neck curved into the gentle slope of her shoulder, and even the way the bones

could feel his eyes

charged tension hung in the air at that

“Kenneth…”

When he reached for the zipper, the tips of

unnoticed by Kenneth, and he smirked. He pulled the

like a century as he fastened

was done, he leaned in closer and asked in

“What?” she retorted.